Mixed Bag Of Secrets

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A/N: The chapters very long 4744 words so chhotu sa authors note. Lots of revelations ahead.
So 'kursi ki peti baandh lein' and enjoy... (Its not edited)
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"Where were you?" Niti shouted wiping her tears. She had been crying Parth could see that and that supposedly was because of him.

"Out" Parth replied curtly "I needed some fresh air" he added.

"Do you even know I've been worried sick. I was thinking things that could happen. You could have gotten into an accident, the watchman told me that you looked pretty angry when you left the apartment. Anything could've happened, you could have hurt yourself.

"Why do you care?" He asked keeping his wallet down.

"I'm your girlfriend goddamnit! What do you mean by that? How could you say that, I've been pacing the living room, worried with horrible thoughts coming in my mind. I hate you-" Niti was hiding Parth's chest with each word she was saying. Her voice thick due to the crying.

"Calm down. I was just playing a little" Parth clarified. It was necessary for him to go out and get some fresh air, clear his mind. Most importantly be alone- it gave him the time to think and he realised that no relationship is ever perfect and theirs wasn't as well. It required some time and effort at both ends. They couldn't just throw it off and walk away.

"You think  it's the right time for that? You're crazy! But I wouldn't change it for the world" Niti said smiling through her tears. Parth wiped her tears and looked at her questioningly as if waiting for an answer to her odd behaviour. She laughed a little.

"I was in no mood to talk, hear your side of the story forget forgiving you. I was furious after seeing it on the news this morning. I had taken the pain once, seeing the both of you together and on an impulse my mind automatically started running on that track. I'm sorry for being so judgemental" she said holding his hand in both of her's and giving it a light squeeze.

"What changed your mind?"

"Who! I was really upset, throwing a pity party for myself over my boyfriend cheating on me, when Adi called. He had seen this scandal on the internet and had been worried for me, so he gave a call. I told my view on the incident and that's when he talked some sense into me. He said you couldn't do it and that I should talk to you" she said taking in a deep breath.

"I still wasn't wholly convinced" she continued "I just came here to talk, hear your side of the story, though I still had my doubts...you could lie, I had thought. Why should I trust you? I was carrying a pre-conceived notion that you were guilty while I was coming here, so in away it was good you weren't here because had you been I may not have realised what I did when you weren't."

"When I was sitting here, waiting for you to return and having all bad thoughts and negative instincts were coming into play, I realised how much I really love you and I guess that's what made me so insecure. And I missed you" she said hugging him as he hugged her back. "I felt so lonely without you" she poutedand he chuckled. They were anything but stereotypical. "There's so much 'us' everywhere in this house that a me wasn't sufficient to be at peace. And I was sitting here all the memories we spent together came back, flashing in front of my eyes. It's like I lived those moments again and I finally got it, you couldn't do something like that. I'm so fucking stupid I let my anger get the best of me. I hope you understand.." Niti trailed off. She was expecting a bit too much from Parth after the stunt she pulled of this morning.

"Yeah, I understand. I was in no mood for talking it out and stuff until I went out and properly thought about it. Hell I didn't even get the point when I spoke to Akansha. She literally-"

"Akansha?" Niti asked, suddenly angry. "What,  are you talking to that bitch? Oh right I didn't tell-"

"Niti can you not freak out with me having just as much as a conversation with another woman? Please!" Parth asked holding her shoulders.

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