Kismet

Chapter Four ~ 'Turbulence'

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Chapter Four ~ 'Turbulence'

~Aryan~

Neil raced in the direction of our car. I heard him cuss loudly. "Aryan! That bitch slashed our tyres" Neil raked his hands through his hair angrily, fury consuming his features.

Anger coarsed through me as I let out a snarl "I won't let her go".

Neil gasped and started tearing up the car. He stopped, letting out a string of profanities. Holding his head in his arms, silence fell. I glanced at him curiously "Whats wrong?" No response. "Neil?" I enquired growing increasingly worried as I walked up to him.

"It's gone." He replied absently his face deathly pale.

"For god's sake Neil, what is wrong with you? Whats gone? You drunk or something?" I shout exasperated. My thoughts adrift somewhere years ago with a beaut- I shake my head, trying to focus on Neil.

"It's gone, it's gone, fuck, its gone, the watch, the last thing, hers- its gone!" Neil said breaking down as he punched the car forcefully. I was taken aback.

"Neil what the hell are you on about?" I shout frustrated, I look into Neil's eyes, a unreadable emotion flickers intensely through his eyes.

My eyes widen as it dawns on me. My mind is abuzz with questions.

(Following morning)

"Hello......of course, sorry..... I will come and get him now" I disconnect the call. So that's where Neil disappeared off to last night. I shake my head as I put my car into reverse as I drive out of the havelli (palace).

I step out of my car and begin walking back to the now almost cleared carnival grounds. I wander around the walking around till I find the carriage with 'Sheila' plastered over it.

I push the door open to see Neil sprawled across the sofa, a cigarette dangling between his lips and his arm wrapped around Sheila. Empty bottles of Jack Daniels strewn across the carriage.

"Am I interrupting?" I smirk and Sheila rolls her eyes and retorts "Get this fool out of here, he hasn't let me catch even a few seconds sleep" Sheila drags Neil's to his feet and helps him stand. "I'm sure you were occupied with him, he's talented" I laugh at Sheila's aggravated expression.

"The boys all right but rumour has it by your not, that's what Tanya was saying, unimpressive" she smirks.

I chuckle, stepping closer to Sheila. I twist my hand through her long tresses and lean in "Is this your way of challenging me, so I show you that your wrong? there's no need for drama, all you had to do is ask!"

Sheila's eyes widen and she lurches backwards before stomping away. "Dude you have to stop flirting with my girls!" Neil moans sleepily.

(2 hours later)

"Banging headache! Grab me some paracetamol mate" Neil walks into my room and plops onto my bed.

I toss the pills his way "I will ruin that girls life!"

"NO Aryan! I'm asking you to leave it, that bitch is mine. I'll get the watch if not I will destroy her entire existence. Do not get in my way Aryan". Neil's face twists angrily as his fist connects with the wall.

~Shanti~

I sit I'm my room frantically looking out the window.A day has passed and nothing has happened. I feel so on edge. Why didn't I listen to Diya and not con that fat little rich kid.