My Teacher

Chapter 19

I wondered around like a lost puppy looking for Abhay. I spotted Mihika, looking slightly sober.

"Have you seen Abhay?" I asked.

"Last I saw, he was at the bar." She shrugged and walked off, holding her head in pain.

"What?" I said to myself. Whilst walking towards the bar, anxiety struck me like a lighhtning bolt.

When I reached the bar I saw many drunk looking faces, but none of them belonged to Abhay. I walked around the area but saw no sign of him.

I huffed and sat down at a barstool and I jumped when someone placed their hand on my shoulder. Raman.

"Tina. Come quickly, it's Abhay." He said with a worried looking face.

I quickly stood up and followed Raman, who lead me outside.

"He's been drinking...a lot. And he keeps calling out your name." He told me as we walked, looking confused.

My expression matched his. "Why would he call out my name?" I asked.

"I don't know, but he hasn't drank like this in ages, and when he does he gets a bit more...aggressive than usual." He paused. "And we always managed to calm him down but this time he didn't want any of us near him, he was calling for you."

I was surprised by his statement. "Take me to him."

Raman nodded and lead me to a huge garden further away from the house, it looked vacant until I saw Raman sitting on a bench and Sachin standing in front of him.

Raman stopped me suddenly. "We'll leave you two alone, but if you need any help then Sachin and I will be in calling-range."

"Thank you." He nodded and we soon stood in front of a drunken Abhay.

"C'mon Sachin, let's give them some privacy."

"You fucking called her?" Abhay slurred and he looked up at me. I gasped. His eyes were bloodshot and dazed, making him look so different from his usual self. "I don't want to see her face."

"Abhay you-" Sachin started but I stopped him.

"It's okay, I'll handle him." I said and they left with a curt nod.

When they were out of sight I walked towards Abhay. He brought a dark bottle towards his lips and took a large gulp.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" I asked.

"I'm not obligated to answer you." He looked up. "So stop questioning me and leave. I'm fine by myself."

"You called me here." I pointed out.

"And now I'm asking you to leave." He remarked.

"No."

"No?" He raised an eyebrow. "Well this is a first. You're standing your ground." He chuckled and brought his drink to his lips once again but I snatched it and threw it behind me.

His nostrils flared and he stood up. "What the hell?"

"You shouldn't be drinking."

"You should be leaving. Go home on your little bicycle."

"I can't, mainly because I'm wearing a dress and I came here with Mihika, who has a hangover."

"Well looks like you're stuck here."

"I can call for a cab." I shot back.

"As if you'll ride alone during the night."

"How did you get here?" I asked curiosly.