A/N- This is gonna be explicit, maybe disturbing too. Stop reading it right here if you're uncomfortable. And please, don't bash the characters after this, everything happens for a reason and I believe a story is like an onion, it discloses bit by bit as you peel every layer of it, exploring something new, every time. So it would be nice if I don't see any judgemental comments following this part.
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"It was all planned rehaan, from the blind fold dance to the allotted tasks, I had individually planned everything to wreck sanyukta agarwal, but the plan just screwed up when I saw her face." a drunk randhir spoke to a drunk rehaan.
It was after the so called task got screwed up, the duo ended up boozing together.
"I saw sanyukta for the first time when we were assigned as partners to a project, I thought she's intelligent and she'd pull it off well."
Lies. Clear lies.
And what about you sanyukta?
"Um. Same here, actually."
She couldn't thank enough to her stars. He hadn't spoken something that would humiliate her. God alone knows why!
"How did you guys meet?" questioned rehaan staring at the night sky as they shared their alcohol.
Haha. He laughed. hiccuped. laughed again.
"I stripped her on our first meeting." he sipped his drink.
"What?" rehaan yelled his lungs out.
"The memory is still afresh to me randhir. The little me dropped some orange juice on my frock so renuka aunty had sent me to change to your room." her mind recollected stuff as she sat on the empty bench of the campus that was far away from the party.
"And then she entered my room." he spoke eyeing the bottle in his hand. "I was about to question her who she was but she had already started stripping off."
"Only if I knew I wasn't alone in that room..." sanyukta sighed.
"I stood there numb, I couldn't shout or yell or let alone stop myself from staring at her." his breathing quickened.
"She wore my shirt and shorts and was about to walk out when I stopped her." he sipped his drink.
"I won't forgive you for that thing ever randhir, not even if you beg me to!"
"I was stubborn and finicky as a kid. The fact that she was a servant's kid and yet she wore my clothes infuriated me. I shut the door behind us and told her to strip."
"You stripped my self-esteem with the clothes that day."
"She wasn't ready to strip so I did it for her."
"I wish I had the powers to be invisible so that I could escape the embarrassment."
"She was wearing a pink inner and baby pink panties. That is definitely her favorite color." he spoke.
"But that is not the point.. Actually, the point of concern is that tiny mole resting on her chest. It teases me ever since that night. I know I might sound like a pervert but I really can't help but imagine myself making love to it.
"You know rehaan, that little mofo mole makes her ounces more sexy than any other girl of this planet. He smiled, "Atleast for me, it does!"
"So why do you hate her?" rehaan stated the most obvious query.
"You know? Chuck it." he flickered his lashes in rage.
"I wanna know, everything." rehaan calmly replied.
"I hate her because she has ruined my childhood. My life became a mess after that incident. My relationship with Mom-Dad turned bitter than ever." he left the deepest secrets of his heart naked infront of his friend. "She was a slow poison, but poison for sure!"
"So why did you back out today when you had a golden chance to ruin her publicly?" rehaan put forth his doubt.
"Now don't act like fucking Arnab Goswami, rehaan! I'm demeaning to answer that. " randhir looked away, he was really pissed.
"Ahahahaha." rehaan had a quirky laugh, his eyes giving the "I know it all" look.
Randhir, disgusted by his laugh got up to leave the place.
"And just so you know, sanyukta is our chauffeur's daughter, incase you feel you've fallen in love with her." randhir smirked while getting up.
"That won't make me love her any less." rehaan grinned, irking randhir's nerves even more.
As he walked towards the gate, he found sanyukta walking the same way, making the Satan inside him jump.
She had her palms covered around her arms, hiding her petite figure.
"We were both young when I first saw you.. " Randhir sang as he paced near her, "What an apt song right sanyukta? Perfect for us."
She ignored him and rolled her eyes- reacting would only provide him free chances to mock at her, silence is the best defence.
"I close my eyes and the flashback starts I'm standing there.." he smirked, "Do I need to tell you how amazingly I remember each flashback?"
She walked faster, by now she knew he was drunk and messing with a drunk randhir was dangerous, very very dangerous.
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