INAAYA POV
It's been almost three days that I haven't talked to Yuvaan. The bet was over the next day the fight happened. I don't care much about him or the stupid bet. I don't know what made me accept it at the first place. I knew what he was going to do. At least I had an idea. But still because of my stupid competitive attitude I accepted it. I dug a hole for myself and fell hard in it.
Since the fight Alisha and Aditya have been trying different ways to convince me that Yuvaan didn't mean anything he said. I was fed up of this and didn't want to hear his name. It was then that I finally snapped at them.
We were at my house; as it was now their usual routine they came to my house after college to change my mind. Trust me, there's nothing they'll say that could change my mind.
"Inaaya just-" I cut Alisha off.
"Stop! I'm done with this thing now guys. I don't wanna talk about Yuvaan, Hell! I don't even want to hear his name." I snapped at them. They both sat there, a little scared.
"But-" It was Aditya's turn to be cut off now.
"No but's I've heard enough amount of but's and if's." I said.
"Okay." they both say in sync.
"Guys, please just stop trying to convince me to forgive him. If he felt sorry he would've said it himself." I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Uh, you have blocked him in your contacts and all social media accounts." Aditya said.
"And threw away his cards, flowers, chocolates." Alisha added.
"The last option left is for him to kidnap you to make you talk to him." Aditya said.
"That's not gonna happen." I said. Yes, Yuvaan has been sending me flowers, cards and chocolate in order to say sorry. Typical Cliché! Not that I'm complaining but it would have bought a smile on my face if that actually meant something to me. Right now, I just feel like he's doing all this as he is just guilty. No romantically. Just guilty to insult a stupid person who loves helping everyone.
"If you both take his name again, I swear to god I won't talk to you both either." I said in a threatening voice. They give up.
"Okay, we won't." Aditya said.
"But remember you will be guilty later. Then don't tell us that we didn't try to help you." Alisha said.
"Fine." I said and turned my attention to my phone screen.
"Okay, we're having a party at my house tonight." Aditya said after a brief of silent moment.
"I'm not coming," I said.
"Oh, Come On! Inaaya please." Alisha said.
"Why do you need me? You know I'm not into party and stuff." I said.
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