ONE LAST TIME (Discontinued)

CHAPTER 14

Song of the chapter:

Bin Tere- I Hate Love Stories

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How unreasonable.

How selfish.

How irrational.

How rude.

I stood there, fuming at the silence that he had left behind in his wake, my mind a jumbled mess of warped thoughts that refused to untangle. The cogs of my brain refused to cooperate and it took me a long time to come to terms with what had just transpired.

We had fought. And he had left.

It was crushing and humiliating and I trembled as a choked sob escaped my lips. It had just been one day and we were in this sorry state. How long would we keep up this tug of war before both of us lost?

And more importantly, would we be able to last till the end?

The thought was terrifying and fell upon me as a cruel blow that left me shattered into pieces.

I would have collapsed under it had not what Aryaman had said flashed through my mind.

"He loves you. He really loves you."

"You can be mad at him or he can be mad at you, but you will still go back to him."

I clutched his words close to my heart like they were giving me precious life. They were a balm to my soul but the more I repeated them over and over again in my head, the more they pricked me.

You will still go back to him.

That 'still' annoyed me and as I glared at the blood strewn bandage on the floor that he had purposefully discarded to hurt me, I decided that I was going to flip those tables.

This time, this time, HE would come back to me.

It would hurt me immensely, more than I could ever imagine but if we were as strong as I knew we were, it was time both of us started meeting halfway.

Making up my mind, I fished out my phone from my pocket to see Alya's text still sitting there. I didn't know if doing this was hasty and impulsive of me but my emotions were ruling my actions stronger than my heart and before I could over think myself into pulling out, I typed out a text.

*Come & meet me. Will text you the address*

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"He lives here? Wow." Alya's eyes were wide as she took in the sight of the mansion from the window of her car and she turned to me as soon as I climbed in beside her, "The Malhotra's never surprise me."

Not me either. By now, I was used to Manik and his hot headed stubbornness but I hadn't really expected him to take it this far...

As our bitter spat churned in my mind, the details started corroding away in murky memory while all that was left behind was the festering anger.

What has he said about punching a steering wheel? I wasn't sure if Alya would appreciate that.

Speaking of her, she was currently giving me a weird look, one eyebrow raised in question.

"What?" Had she said something and I hadn't caught it?

"Nandini." She shook her head solemnly, leaving it at that while revving up the car and as we sped off into the distance, my frustration only increased at the pensive silence that stretched around us.