Living With The Scars

4.Step-By-Step

The song above is my all time favorite. Imagine dragons - demons.

i hope you are liking the story till now.

I will love if anybody out there could make me a cover because i don't know anything about the shit called editing.PLEASE.

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"Really, oh I am so sorry I didn't know about that. Please sit I will just sit elsewhere."

I was serving myself some pasta when aashi said that, the spoon i was holding halted midway and i couldn't move because i was so shocked.

"Somebody please pinch me." Sam said in a dazed manner.

Which made me look at others, the jaiswal family was staring at my families reaction with confusion, if i wasn't shocked i would be laughing at their reaction.

Dad was the first one to overcome from his shock, he cleared his throat and continued eating.

"Shit, are you crazy Vi? I asked you to pinch me not scavenge my hand ." Vi just laughed.

"Language Sam" dad ordered strictly.

"Sorry"

"If your dramas are over, Samaira could you come and sit beside Vansh as you know i am not comfortable with kids." aashi said while looking at her nails.

I don't mind sitting with Vansh so i was going to stand up but suddenly someone grabbed my hand which was on my lap. I was shocked and flinched because i was still not comfortable with strangers touching me. I looked at the person who was holding my hand, he was not looking at me rather he was looking at aashi coldly. I tried to free my hand as i was not comfortable but he further tightened his hold without even looking at me.

"She has already served her food and its just eating, what is there to be uncomfortable of?" Aryan told her ... guess how ummm coldly and ding ding we have a winner. I don't think he knows how to talk otherwise.

" You are right." she said while falsely smiling and sat beside Vansh.

Now that her show was over, i stared at Aryan. After few minutes he realized i was staring at him, he looked at me with one raised eyebrow. I pointed to my hand and he realized that he was still holding my hand, he dropped it like my hand was a spider and he hates them. I released my breath which i did not know i was holding. Well now that my hand was free i decided to eat the delicious looking pasta i have served myself.

Wow, this pasta just outscored the pasta made by Vi which is the best pasta, sorry which was the best pasta i had.

Everybody was chatting and eating the delicious food, seeing this kind of environment was nice after so many weeks. The last time i had this kind of meal when we were living in Bangalore and had a get together on mine and Sam's birthday.

After the meal, me and Vi excused ourselves to go home because i had to take medicines and redress my wounds.

"Maira di, can you come to meet me tomorrow again?"

"Of course i can Vansh but only if your parents don't mind." I replied looking expectantly at his parents.

"You are most welcome dear. We have no problem with you visiting us, you can come anytime you want." Mrs. J replied sweetly. I happily said my goodbye's to everyone.

When we reached our living room vi stopped me with a smile.

" I am so happy with your progress i can't even tell you. I lost all my hopes of seeing my old Maira but today you made me proud."