Jealousy. - A Virat Kohli fanfiction. [Completed]

35. Betrayal.

Recap~~~~
From Kohli What the hell are you doing with HIM?

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Oh shit. He didn't know their plan. And that means... Oh no. I needed to tell him that me and Ranbir are fine. I was going to play it cool first.

To Kohli What do you mean? X

From Kohli You know exactly what I fucking mean. What were you doing with Ranbir?

To Kohli Why? What's it got to do with you? Have you got a problem with it?

Smooth. He can get a taste of his own medicine.

From Kohli Yes. I have got a problem with it, actually. Stay away from him.

What was his problem? He was being really rude with me, and that immediately got me into a bitchy mood.

To Kohli Well tough. Because you can't stop me. I don't see you here, but Ranbir is. I can be his friend if I want to. You CAN'T stop me.

From Kohli You know what? You go do whatever the fuck you want. Don't try and text me when you see my name in the media with other people. Do you understand?

Bad move Kohli. Bad move.

To Kohli Fuck you Virat.

With that, I left it. I couldn't hold it anymore, and I just burst into tears. The man I loved was being so horrible and bitchy to me. For what? NO IDEA. He knows I can get pissed off so quickly, but he still decides to be like this? What was his problem?

"Don't worry Jaya. I'm sorry for what he said, even I don't know why he acted like that and I've been more close to him than you because of Rohit! He bought it on himself, he'll soon get it thrown back at him." Rits calmed me down as she hugged me.
"What did he mean by the media and other people?" I asked, still crying.
"I'm sure he didn't mean anything. Heat of the moment. Stop crying now yeah?" She said and hugged me tighter.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep next to Rits, in a sleep I never wanted to wake up from.

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The next morning I woke up on the living room sofa when I heard some pots crash from the kitchen. Confused, I sat up and checked my phone. It was 11:38am. I must have fallen asleep here last night. Just then, I heard another crash. What the hell? I walked into the kitchen to see Rits making breakfast. Well, trying, to make breakfast. I looked at her, amused, and she looked at me, and burst out laughing.

"Me, trying to cook? What was I thinking!" She cried with laughter. Last time she cooked she nearly burned my bloody house down.
"Let's put these away!" I laughed as I grabbed the pots and pans that were all over the floor, and put them back in their places.

"I'm hungry!" Rits moaned when we put everything away.
"Let's go out for lunch!" I exclaimed, and Rits nodded with a smile. "Let's get ready and then we'll go, okay!"
We ran upstairs, and I grabbed some of my clothes and a fresh towel for Rits so she could have a nice shower and get into some fresh clothes. Hazel and Rits stayed around my house so often, they even had their own toothbrushes here.