Not Just The Next Door Neighbor

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I left Aryan's house only to be greeted by the blazing thunder and heavy rain.

To say that it was raining would definitely be an understatement because it was literally pouring.

Not wanting to go home, I turned towards the staircase and started climbing the flight of stairs. I opened the terrace door only to be greeted by icy cold wind and heavy rain.

I stepped into the rain. The raindrops hit me like thousands of knifes at once.

I long to be numb. If anything that will put this storm inside of me to a rest. I looked up to the sky. Cloudy. Dark. Tired. Days like these make me wonder if the sun will ever shine again.

The wind houled at its highest making a shiver run down my spine.

The thunder blazed again. The sky was becoming darker and darker and darker with every passing second. The rain got heavier and heavier and heavier with every passing second.

I was completely drenched within a couple of minutes.

It's was cold and windy.

It was one of those times when you are emotionally and mentally so blocked that even tears don't escape your eyes.

I leaned on the edge of the railing and just looked down. Nine stories. Won't even take nine seconds for me to hit the ground.

I let out a chuckle at my ridiculous thoughts. Killing yourself is never the answer. I'm sure that it was just end the pain at once but that's a caword's way.

I'm not a caword. I'm a fighter.

I stood there just looking down, looking at the raindrops falling and hitting those small puddles until the rain got converted into Drizzles.

I've always enjoyed rains. There is something so pretty about the those tiny droplets of water reaching the ground.

I felt a tap on my shoulder.

Ayush.

He was sweating or he was wet? I couldn't make out. But I could make out that he was breathing hard. Like he had been running?

I arched up my brows amd he attempted to normalize his breaths.

"What's wrong? Why are you huffing?" I slightly rubbed his back to help him out.

That's was my father always does when I can't breath properly.

"Where have you been?" He asked. Still huffing.

"Here." I replied in a bored tone.

"Do you realize how (breathe) tensed everyone is..(breathe)? He said, still panting.

"Uh.....why? I asked.

"No one knew where you were!!" He replied, in annoyance.

"Divansh did." I stated.

"He knew that you were at this person's house...." he frowned " and then that persomcame home..and asked for you. But you weren't there. And. He said that you'd left his place about an hour ago. So we started panicking....Arrav and Divansh the most. And since then we've been on the look out for you." He explained.

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