Those Silly Days

Chapter 25

The liquid seared my throat but my mind enjoyed. The bottle was snatched away, bringing the shitted reality back.

I growled angrily. "What the... Let me drink, dumbwit."

Snatching the bottle back, I took a long gulp.
"Jiya... " his raspy voice broke through the foggy haze. That's when I choked on my drink.

His hand rubbed my back as my coughing calmed. Shit! I just didn't say that!

"Yash... I.."  I tried to explain but...
Fuck! How can call Yash as Manav. But Manav has this habit of snatching away my bottle of liquor whenever he sees that I'm over drinking. So,the reaction was obvious.

"It's k.. " he said after a beat. The uncomfortable silence hung in the air.

" Yash... Im so so so sorry. It's just that... "

" You don't have to explain anything, Jiya. "he cut me.

" But... I... "he interrupted again," I understand baby. "

I nodded twirling a lock of hair as I looked ahead.

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" Let's get you home, yeah? " He said. I giggled because there were two Yash. I can see them. No, I'm not drunk... Okay, maybe a little.

" C'mon J, you need to get home. "

" I got no home. "I stick my tongue out.

" I meant your PG. You have to. "

" That's not my home. "

" I know. Your home is back in Raipur. " he said.

" I said, I don't have a fucking home. "I said through gritted teeth.
His eyes strayed to me before glancing back at the road.

" Jiya..."

"Again none of your business, Yash." I said since I knew he would ask me about what I just said.

"If you say it's none of my business, gorgeous, then it is. "he said. I stole a glance towards him, only to see determination in his brown orbs.

I looked away, his gaze causing goosebumps.

" Sometimes, you need to say it, you know. Sometimes, someone can understand. "he said, his voice carrying a deeper meaning. His voice hit me home, stinging fresh wound with a pinch of pain.

My hand searched for a bottle. The effect of alcohol seemed to wash away and right now, I don't need any reality shit. I had enough of it.

Finally finding it, I took another long gulp, feeling it running in my viens. Just something I needed. I turned up the volume, the beat loosening my body. The combination was really good. Music and alcohol. Old but effective combo.

The car slowed until it stopped. Looking ahead, I realized we had reached a huge beach front mansion. Long steel rod door stood facing before it was swung open.

Yash pulled the car into the driveway. That was when I came in view of house closely. And, shit! This is like a freaking mansion.

The house was lit up. You could see through the long glass and from here all I could say was... That damn! This is the prettiest shit I have ever seen. Even prettier than Manav's.

The house was double storied but it was spread across the space. He took another turn away from and towards a big door. Presumably, it was the garage.

Yash pulled out his cell and punched something in and second later, the door rolled open. He smirked. I rolled my eyes at his cockiness.

But when we stepped inside, my eyes popped out of their sockets. I gasped. The whole place was filled with cars, tonnes and tonnes of them lined up in queue of 4.