The grey canvas

📌Chapter 9- The awaited night

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Nitara:

It was nine already and Dev wasn't back yet.

My anxiety was growing with every passing seconds and I found no possible way to chuck it off. I huffed and paced along the length of the drawing room like a mad bull, trying to deduce conclusions out of everything.

Why was Dev late? Where was he? How was he? Why didn't he inform me that he was going to be this late? Had I done the same, would he have spared me? Then how could he do this to me? Why didn't he ever try to understand my feelings, my concerns for him? Okay, if he was so reluctant then why the hell was I getting mad for? Why couldn't I just sit and relax and not think about him?.........and the list went on and on.

I had so much complains accumulated in my mind and I wanted to pour every bit of it upon Dev then and there.

Ayan made few occasional tries of pacifying me, but it went in vain. And being hell scared with the last day's incident, he didn't dare to poke me twice. It felt good, but it was not actually good. I badly needed someone to thrash my frustrations on.

However, I managed to keep a check on myself and oscillated my eyes between the door and the clock from time to time.

The clock stuck ten very soon.

All my anger and frustrations now changed into tension. It was pretty late than usual and there was no sign of Dev's arrival. Even his phone was switched off. I grew worried about him.

I called to his hospital eventually and got to know that he had left from there long ago. His shifts generally ended at 6 in the evening and he would be back to home by 7. Now that he wasn't back yet, even after four long hours, definitely meant he was somewhere else.

What if he is with Kshitiz?
The question stuck me out of nowhere and doubled my b.p within no time. I started perspering so much that I had to switch on the fan to calm myself down.

December night couldn't have been chiller. But I had gone insane to take a notice.

All my attentions were now upon the most lethal fact of my life- If Dev was with Kshitiz then he was definitely in a big mess!

Previous night's scenes flashed up before my eyes. We were there near Avni mall. Dev had made an icecream for me which I cherished at first but later it fell from my hands as my body stiffened with the sudden kissing urge.

We were perfect together and the moment was divine. The kiss would would have been heavenly too if Kshitiz hadn't dropped in there like an eclipse!

That time I got so afraid that I went pale all over like a corpse. Kshitiz's eyes were red and fiery. He looked at me as if given an opportunity he would rip me apart. My throat dried and choked at an instant. Blood rush through my veins and arteries had seemingly stopped. I gasped for breathes as if my oxygen supply had been cut off. My eyes bulged to their extremities and my heart thudded in my chest like a hammer. I was scared, really really scared... more for Dev than for myself. Kshitiz's lasts words kept replaying in my head for the zillionth time - YOU ARE MINE NITARA! You belong to me and no one else. I swear I would bloody kill that peron who would dare to look at you!!
Now who was going to tell that monster that it was me looking at Dev and not him looking at me?!

Kshitiz somehow knew this fact already. He knew how much I hated to be kissed by him. I yucked and coughed and made disgusting faces everytime he strummed his lips into mine. And now that I was going to kiss Dev definitely meant that the fire was on both sides. He was atleast this intelligent to get this fact straight without any explanation.