Chapter 28 - Photograph

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--Photograph-- 

"Are you serious? Oh my god.." I couldn't help but laugh though of course I shouldn't. But who really stumbles down a staircase and lands up in hospital? Well of course, unless he is Vivaan Kapoor, that guy is crazy. 

"Kyla, it is not funny..okay maybe to some extent but it is not!" Diego was definitely trying to stifle a chuckle too, gosh we both are so inconsiderate.

"Okay, okay, fine. So what is he doing now? Writhing in pain?" I asked, quite not sure if I should be sympathetic or not. He broke my friend's heart after all. 

"I wish..but he's unconscious. I just hope he'll be all right and won't suffer a concussion or anything." Diego was trying hard to conceal the worry in his voice but it was all too evident. 

I won't lie, I was concerned too at the moment, falling off a staircase sounds funny but can have serious consequences.

"So, you won't be coming home tonight, after all.." I asked, low-key cursing myself for how I'd reacted when he told me he is going to have a night out with the guys.

When we came back from Anton's house, I was definitely not calm and composed. I was angry, distressed and worried. My heart was shattering, one piece at a time and it killed me when I realize there's nothing I could do about it. 

No matter how aloof or indifferent I tried to act, truth was I couldn't really shake the feeling of abandonment off. My brother was waiting for me to get ruined, like what brother really do that?

I didn't really expect Diego to comfort me or anything but when he told me at night that he was going to see Vivaan and Evans, I felt furious and more irritated than before. I couldn't understand why though. But I was furious and spat not so pretty words.

"So you're going to have an all boys' night now? Really Diego, now when things are so messed up? I guess you certainly won't be coming home tonight then." I'd spat out and had slammed the door of my room pretty hard. Everyone knows Diego, Vivaan, Evans and Jerome are a bunch of hormonal, handsome hunks. They attract girls like a moth is lured to flames. Why Jerome decided to get married when his other three friends were enjoying their prime time was beyond me.

I regret my behavior and thoughts now though. 

Seems like I stereotype men a lot, since I never really thought men comfort each other so much after break-ups. Heck, I never ever really gave a thought to the fact that maybe men can hurt more than women too. 

"Do you want me to come? I mean, if.." I was ashamed because of my stupid notions, I don't particularly care for Vivaan but I do care for someone who I know must be hurting a lot right now.

"No, one pms-ing female is enough here." I could sense some amusement in his voice, must have to do something with what Ruchi has done earlier. 

"She cares for him that's why she acted like that. When the one you love is hurt, rationality doesn't make much sense." I defended her behavior.

"That was an awfully constructed sentence, Kyla. Anyways, I've got to go. I'll spend night with the Kapoors, so don't wake up for me." I hummed a yes, and the he disconnected the call. 

 I looked at the I-phone Diego had given me a few days ago, it was the first time I've used it for a calling purpose. Although Diego was able to get me my previous number, I didn't really bother  picking up any calls, for the purpose that there weren't many.

I wonder if I really would have woke up for him..not like I will be able to sleep now after what he has told me, but I wouldn't have done that..right? I also wonder, why he is back on calling me Kyla, and why I am not putting much protest against it; I can't understand, why? 

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