MAYBE LOVE

9. drunk Aayansh?

CHAVI POV-
the words ring to ear from last night.

"I would fuck u raw." I knew I made him angry and pushed him to the limits where he literally lost it.

He isn't talking with me from our last meeting. He immediately left me after that and never came back.

This morning when I landed here in Jaipur I directly decided to go to my studio.
Yeah I do have a studio here in Jaipur cause apparently sometimes it gets so hard to even dance in that place.

I took a cab here. Entering inside I saw that the door was already unlocked.

Prishka.

After me only she has the key. Aarushi had not come here yet. She is somewhere out these days. On asking she said she is going on a family trip.

She told it to prishka cause she knows somewhere it hurts me whenever someone talks about having a family. Well they always try their best to not make me feel alone. Hmm I kinda feel sad and happy both.

I entered the first room. The walls are painted in monochromatic shades of pink and red. Just the way I love.

In front stays the huge mirror so that I can see ourselves-me and prishka - when we dance.
Yeah she is also a classical dancer like me. These are the small habits that eventually make us know each other more.

The window sides are filled with Jasmine plants. The small coffee table rests in it and all I could see was chocolates spread all over.

We got a tough case.

On the large sofa sits the all curled up prishka crying.
The worried expression made its way to my face as I eventually jogged towards her.

On sensing someones presence she looks up at me.

Smugged mascara, red nose, hairs scattered.
On seeing her condition it looked as if she was here from a long time.
On seeing me she immediately throwed herself on me crying her heart out.

I didn't said anything she needs time . I let her cry for not a much time until she calmed herself.
"He..e..I..s back ...c..havi" her voice is sore due to so much crying. But her sentence made me confused until she completes it with another "Arush he is here" my eyes widened at the mention of his name.

Arush singhania. The one whom prishka loved all her life but for some reason they both parted their ways.

She never used to complete her this story she always left in half whenever we tried to bring this topic. She would just simply give an excuse. I thought she got over him.

But that's particularly not the case.

She met him in Italy and eventually started dating. She even told me everything was fine until her father called off but she never actually shared the reason behind her and his breakup that actually happened or not?

I patted her back trying to calm her down "prii everything will be fine tell me what happened?" My voice laced with worry for her.

She told me she met him a few hours ago while she was returning from a book store and she even said that he warned her, he is gonna take what was his.

He was talking about her.

The next three hours went by me trying to console her and telling her that I would break that fuckers face if he tried to even touch her.

The next two hour when she was finally done with crying we started dancing. We danced gracefully until I was so tired and exausted that I sat back on the same floor.

"I think we should call arru. When is she returning btw?" She asked
"Mm I think she will be back after this janmashtami around a week ig¿" I answered until our door swing open revelling shivayy