Running Away ✔

Chapter - 3

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"No one ever told me that growing up would actually suck this much. Being an adult is too mainstream." I spoke out while sipping my strawberry milkshake and I heard Zara chuckling at my sudden outburst.

"Before we forget; HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATHALIA!" Farah wheeled her way to the bean bag I was half limping on and I graciously stood up to hug her when she pulled me forward and crushed me with her bear hug.

Well at least someone out there made me feel normal and loved. My mother wouldn't have even remembered that today was the day she popped me from her vagina twenty-five years ago. I don't remember the last time she even wished me a happy birthday.

"We didn't know what to give you because you literally have everything so we made you this." Zara handed me a beautiful colored string and there was a tiny heart with small stones embedded on it.

"I made this necklace for you." Zara winked and I almost fell over when Farah grabbed my ankles and strapped a silver anklet on the right side of my leg.

"This was given to me by my grandmother and I am passing this over to you. I have so many memories attached to it and I am entrusting it with a stone over my heart." Farah spoke and my tear ducts exploded.

"Why are you crying?" They asked in unison and had a frightened expression on their faces. They thought that I didn't like what they gave me but it's always the thoughts that count.

"I am so going to miss you both but I can't stay here any longer. This city has given me so much of pain and there are just too many bad memories."

I was crouching down to Farah's level and Zara came from behind and wrapped her hands over my embrace with Farah so basically, we had a group hug.

"Maybe fate is taking you to a new level from the beginner's level." Zara joked and I laughed.

Anyone who knew me, like really knew me thought that I follow four religions because my name consisted of Hindu, Christian, Sikhism and Muslim religion names but truth be told I think I was almost an atheist. I only believed in fate.

I didn't pray or talk to God much because I didn't know which religion to follow. I practiced only what I thought was the right thing to do by following my gut instincts but that didn't mean I have never visited any holy places. I was just not very religious so you could have I was stuck on a road that diverged between being a theist and atheist.

"Your mother thinks that you are doing a photo shoot for Liam Yadav but little does she knows that by the time she would go for lunch in 4 Seasons to meet her future son-in-law to fix your marriage to him; you would have flown away from the country." Even though Zara was laughing I was a bit scared for her.

What if my mother does something to her?

"Don't worry about me. When a woman wants to do something good she can do it secretly and no one will ever know" Zara winked at me but the beating of my heart double up.

Oh boy, something tells me that I am going to have the joy my life when I step food in India. Is this some kind of forewarning to not go?

"Did you talk to Ankit and tell him that you are coming and get his address?" Farah spoke out after observing us for a while.

"Not yet. I don't want to talk to him about it for now." I fiddled with my fingers and hung my head down not meeting their eyes.

"Give me his number so that if anything happens I can atleast contact him or something."