----Shehry's POV ---
I was just staring at my phone.
Trisha was calling and I had no idea if I wanted to answer.
I ended up declining it.
A few minutes later she called again.
"What?" I asked.
"Kya hua? Aap teek toh hai? Everything ok?" She asked.
"Why do you care?" I asked.
"Dost hu," she said.
"Tum mera li kuch nahi ho!" I said.
----Trisha's POV ---
"Why do you care?" He asked.
What the hell?
"Dost hu," I said.
"Tum mera li kuch nahi ho!" He yelled.
WOAH!!! WHAT THE F*CK?
"Shehry, yeh kya.." I said but couldn't finish.
"Haven't I already done enough for you?" He asked.
I wanted to cry right now. I never thought he would be like this.
"Shehry, you did that stuff yourself. I didn't ask you to do it," I said.
"Oh shut up!" He said.
That shocked me.
"Why don't you just use someone else?" He asked.
"Use? I wasn't using anyone," I said.
"Oh, wait a second. You have nobody to use. You are friendless and family less," He said.
That broke my heart into a trillion pieces.
I hung up the phone and just fell into the chair and cried my eyes out.
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Broken
FanfictionShe was full of broken things. They were scattered in her mind and in her heart. She often wondered if there was someone who had the strength and the patience to fix her.
