Chapter 3

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I ran and took a cab. I was shocked to see our house totally messed. God knows what the fuck happened here. I saw my favorite vase broken. Tears formed in my eyes.

I remember in class eight I painted this vase with my grandmother and this was the last memory I had with her.

I started crying and went upstairs to see what happened. Disasters were again fighting with each other. "I hate them. They broke my vase." I sobbed.

My mom was standing in the next room talking to someone on the phone. I was not interested in listening to her talks at all. I was heading towards my room downstairs when she stopped me.

"What do you think of yourself huh? How dare you spend your night there? Who gave you the damn permission?" she yelled at me.

"Mom. I..i act... actually w...wwas stu.. stuck an.." I stammered when she continued "No meal for the whole day. Now you will understand. You take your parents for granted huh? Now you won't ever. Take your face and go."

I ran towards my room, snapped the door and cried till eternity.

This has become my daily routine when mom yells at me and dad does nothing.

I wish my real mom was still there with us, I don't know where she is right now. I hope she is fine.

I sat with her pictures on my bed. I cried and talked with her photograph. I dont know when I went into a deep slumber.

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"Why can't you stay here and complete your further studies? Who will take care of you in that country? Will you forget me? Please don't go yaa Chrissy. I'll miss you" Ayesha cried as she didn't want me to go abroad for higher studies.

Yes. It has been 2 years now. And we completed our college. Ayesha decided to continue her studies in the same country but I wanted to go to abroad. It was very difficult to convince my dad but atlast he allowed me. I'm here at the airport with Ayesha, mom, dad, disasters and Rehab. All my important people.

"I'll will be back in 3 years Ayeshhaa. Stop crying or else I'll also start crying" I said wiping her tears off.

"Ahh! Melo drama" said Liana, my eldest sister. "Thank God this bitch is leaving" continued Lahaina, my elder sister.

"Fuck off you both" Ayesha said to them, the disasters. "It's OK Ayesha. Ignore them." I said

"Its time now" father said hugging me. "Please take care my dear daughter. I Love You." he continued.

I baded all of them and headed towards my flight.

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"What the hell? You can't do that. That's my thing. Give it back to me." I said to my roommate Katherine.

"Darling. Please. I promise I wont loose it. I'll be back till 1am. Bye. Muah:* "

She wore my favourite bracelet. Yeah I know that its just a bracelet but she is too careless and when she gets drunk she looses everything.

This is not the first time she is borrowing my thing in three years. And also not the first time that she promised not to loose it. She does it always.

I'm in London for my higher studies. It's a very beautiful place. It has been 3 years almost, and in one month I'll have my degree and will go back to my place.

These three years were hard but really good. Things are very different here.

I live here as a paying guest with a girl of my university. She is pretty similar to Ayesha. She is naughty and caring. She has lists of boyfriends same as Ayesha.

Though I miss my family and Skype them once in a week. I talk to Ayesha almost daily.

"tring-tring" Talk about the devil and she calls. It was Ayesha. I answered the call. "Wassup?" she asked.

"I was just thinking about you all. How I miss my place." I answered.

"Just one more month and you will be here my best half" she said excitingly. "I'll be married in 3 months" she continued. "I didn't ever imagine this Blake would last forever but he did and guess what he proposed me."

"WTF?? Bitch. Congratulations. This is the happiest news I have heard in these three years. I'm so happy for you baby. Just imagine you walking down the aisle. And I'll we the bridesmaid. That would be so much fun."

"Yeah. I can't wait to see you. I'll keep now. Gtg" she said and cut the phone.

*tring-tring* the phone rang again. It was Professor Adam.

"Chrissy I want you to come and meet me now." he said and ended the call.

"What why? I did nothing. Whats wrong with Professor Adam. Why was he so angry. I don't know what the fuck is happening. Whatttttttttt?????? Jesus!" I mumbled.

I packed my bag and rushed toward the university. I was thinking all the things that I have done in past three years.

I couldn't find anything wrong done by me. I was just praying and hoping that I have not been rusticated. I was in such a place where these words would ruin my career. I was on the verge of crying as I enter into Professor Adam's cabin.

"Chrissy. Come in. Sit down." he said.

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