"I'm not your brother." A devil smile played on his lips.
Elevating the right brow, I asked, "What do you mean?"
My hand clenched the beer bottle as his gaze intruded into mine.
I hated him. I told the ugliest things of my life to him. I confessed...
Warning- This book will contain lots of cuss words. Warned you before hand.
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"The most painful goodbyes are the one that are never said and never explained."
NISHA POV:-
I resented fairy tales from the childhood. They used to make me annoyed but as the time advanced, they made me furious. The ends were always foreseen. The prince gets her princess. Why the princess had to be a damsel in distress? Why everything got fine in the end? What's the end even?
Nobody knew when their end would come and we had to prepare for the worst. That's the first thing we doctors were told by our seniors. You need to be ready for every problem. You would see many people crying but you have to toughen up.
What bad did they committed? Why didn't they get their happy endings? Did God give happy endings to only a few people? What about others? Fairy tales were a lie. Because end was never happy. Someone always got sad in the end.
My parents end came and I wasn't fucking happy. How was I supposed to get happy?
Stupid tales. Stupid prince. Stupid princesses.
Someone jerked the earbuds from my ears. Vexed, I slow down my jogging. Setting my hands on the knees, I stooped down to catch my breath.
"Are you done?" She exasperated.
Picking myself up, I bestowed her a glare and rolled my eyes. Ignoring her, I resumed the jogging, running and trying to get as far away from my new home as possible.
"Nisha, rukh!" Radhika screeched from behind. I halted so that she could catch up to me. "You going to college today?"
"Yes." I didn't have the wish to stay at home alone and see the new walls, the unpacked boxes, and Kabir's anger if he came home early. But he never came home early anymore. He had immersed himself in work. I call him a robot. He gets up early, goes to the offices and then comes late and go back to his room. His life had become that point he hated.
Days dragged and I exhibited a need to console him but he wouldn't let me come near him. His anger was always at the peak, ready to roast me. I was intimidated. I never thought I would say this about my twin brother.
"Last night you said you aren't going."
"Changed my mind." I shrugged my shoulders. She gave me an odd look, grabbing her hair she twisted them into a bun.
"I hate this doctor stuff. Most of my friends graduated two years ago. I'm still stuck to get my M.B.B.S." Chuckling, I nodded. Same with me. My friends were going to get their post graduation degree and I was stuck with the graduation. "Anyway, you up for tonight?"
I dabbed my lower lip. I craved to go and not go at the same time. Going would keep my mind off from the bad memories. But I didn't want to be in the crowd again. I wanted to do something else but not stand in the crowd and be around people.
