We drop off Neha to her friends and bid the drunken girl a bye. But my father doesn't waste a second after that.
In a quick moment, he drags me into the furthest corner of the beach-into the forest of palm trees.
Their wide canopic branches block off the sunlight and the atmosphere darkens, and I can barely see through them.
I hesitate. A thought crossing my mind.
What if he is trying to kill me?
I remember the bullet headed right in my direction.
He held the gun
No no no no. Why did I come here? He can easily kill me and escape.
"Leave me" I blurt, backing away.
"What?" He spins around.
"Why are you here Papa?"
I step back.
"What do you mean?" he breathes, he steps closer.
I gulp. My voice catches in my throat as I struggle to say the next sentence.
" I saw you hold the gun"
His eyes widen. I could see them scramble behind the scenes for an excuse, and then little smile flickers on his face "That was for something else my little pie. That is not why I called you here"
"Then why?" I pedal back slowly, not trusting a word he says.
"This is about Vihaan" he says
"Vihaan?" I now lurch in my tracks. What does he have to say about Vihaan? Will he tell me what they were talking about?
"Mhm" he nods "Break up with him"
I pause. He can't suddenly burst into my life and tell me what to do. "why would I do that?"
He studies my expression, stoned like his
"Because he is not a good man. He is selfish"
"Sounds like someone I know" I glare at him
"I know you are mad at me right now but listen,you are my daughter and this is for your best"
I raise a brow " really-"
"He is using you, to get back at me" he says
My face hardens "W-what do you mean"
"H-he is just not good listen to your father and leave him"
"You won't tell me?-" I ask
"I don't want to get you involved in this-and put that cup down!" He bursts in rage
I look him straight in the eye and take a huge gulp.
He sighs massaging the ridge of his nose.
"Tell me everything Mr. Mehra"
He flinches at the word Mr. Mehra.
"answer the questions" I prompt impatiently.
He pauses, stiffening and processing my words.
"I am afraid that is not possible"
"I guess our conversation here is done then".
I take another sip just to spite him
But when I turn, I am met with Vihaan, standing in the distance watching both of us.
My jaw hangs open and before any of the drink can spill out, I jam my mouth closed .
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