ISHITA'S POV
Calming my expression, I prepare for my mom's entry.
She enters slowly, asks me how my day was, and I do the same, acting slightly out of character, which she probably noticed since she gave me a look filled with suspicion.
Ultimately, she says nothing and goes to her room to change her clothes and freshen up. I quickly get up to make her a cup of tea, as is expected of me every time she returns home.
Thank God.
I hand her the cup of tea.
By the time she's done drinking, it's time for bed. I take the cup, do the dishes, and head to bed, pretending to be my usual self when I'm not. My heart could just about leap out of my chest if it wasn't for my ribcage holding it back.
The following morning.
My day starts with his call, and I head to school as usual. I don't argue with my parents right in the morning. I don't even get in trouble because of my little sister. My mood is the best it has been in months. I go to school and spend my day daydreaming and talking non-stop about him to my friends. Additionally, I don't even stumble on random things like a drunkard for once.
A perfect day, right?
Wrong.
We ended up arguing since I didn't agree to call a distant relative 'brother' when in reality I'm his aunt in relation. Yes, he's just a few years older, but that's just how Indian family relations work, I guess.
That snitch.
Who goes to their girlfriend's best friend after they fought with their girlfriend for barely ten minutes and then dares to refuse to admit making a mistake? Not only that, but he even told me he ended up ingesting some poisonous substance and was now throwing up blood.
Later, he admitted that he was lying and did this in order to gain my attention so that I'd forgive him, but only because he first told my best friend, and she beckoned him to admit the truth to me and not just to her. In truth, he'd just overdosed on his asthma medications—or at least that's what he told me.
This is not the first time he has lied about something this serious. I don't feel like recounting those memories ever again.
How am I even supposed to trust him again? With how often he lies, our relationship might as well be based solely on deception; not trust and love.
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