Diya's POV
" Kya Dee!!!" (What Dee!!!) Chhoti said more like shouted at me. " Tumne unko tumse dur rehne k lie bola?" (You asked him to stay away from you?). She asked me.
" Haan." (Yes) I said.
" Par kyun?" (But why?) She asked.
" Paata nahi, ajeeb sa lagta hai." (Don't know. I feel weird) I said.
" Ajeeb sa lagta hai!!!" ( You feel weird!!!) Chhoti told me awkwardly. " Kaisa ajeeb lagta hai?" (How weird you feel?) She asked.
" Tumhe samjha nahi sakti, totally weird." (Can't explain. Totally weird) I said.
" Like?" She asked.
" Kaise samjhaon yeh tumhe!!" (How can I explain you!!!) I said.
" Bolo na, Dee." (Tell me, Dee) she said.
" Nahi samjha Sakti." (Can't explain) I said.
" Kyun nahi?" (Why not?) She asked me.
"Buss nahi samjha Sakti." (Just can't chhoti.) I said.
" Haye kyun, dee!!!" (Oh, why dee?) She said.
" Chup ho jao, bacchi. Dimaagh ki lassi maat banao." (Stop now, little one. Don't eat my brain.) I said and she pouted. I laughed at her reaction. " Come on, mujhe ek outfit choose Karne mein madad karo." (Come on, help me to choose an outfit) I said. I needed an outfit to join Bianca's party this evening.
" Nahi karongi." (Won't help you) she said and stomped her feet then sat on the bed crossing arms over her chest pouting hard. Drama queen!!!
" To chhoti gussa hai?" (Then chhoti is angry?) I asked reaching her. She nodded without looking at me.
" Haye kyun, Meri gudiya?" (Why, my doll?) I asked hugging her from back. She turned her head away. " Chhoti apni Dee sai baat nahi karegi." (So, chhoti won't talk to her Dee?) I asked and she shook her head. I kissed her cheek.
" Not melting." She said.
" Really?" I asked and she nodded stubbornly. I hold her from back and start to tickle her. She started to laugh hard.
" Bolo abhi?" (Say now?) I asked her.
" Chhoro mujhe." (Leave me) she said laughing so hard.
" Ahan, itna jaldi nahi." (Not so fast) I said.
" Ok, jao maaf kiya." (Ok, I forgive you) she said and I stopped.
" Meri gudiya." (My doll) I said. I hugged her tightly and kissed her head. We both giggled.
" Chalo bolo Kya pehno main party mein?" I asked her opening the closet. (Come on tell me what will I wear in the party?) " Saare or Salwar suit or just something casual?" I asked her.
" Ap saare pehen na chahti ho party mein?" (You want to wear saare in the party?) She asked.
" Haan." (Yes) I said getting excited. I love wearing saree.
" Thori ajeeb nahi dekhe ga?" (Won't it look a bit weird?) She asked.
" Kyun?" (Why?) I asked.
" Tum ek kam karo, skirt pehen ker jao. Black one." (You can go wearing skirt. Black one) she said.
" Saree kyun nahi?" (Why not saree) I asked her.
" Dekho Dee mujhe paata hai k tumhe saree pehen na bohot pasand hai lekin tum skirt hi pehen ker jao." (Look Dee I know you like to wear saree but wear skirt today) she said with pouting lips.
" Kyun?" (Why?) I asked her.
" Kyun ki mujhe apko iss skirt mein dekha hai." (Cause I want to see you in this skirt.) She said and I sighed.
" Ok, ok. Stop whining." I said and took the dress to change it. I made my hair a bun and took a shower. I wore the skirt and croptop then came out.
" Chhoti?" I called her. She looked up and squealed.
" Kya hua?" (What happened?) I asked her.
" It's beautiful." She said and I turned towards the mirror and looked at myself.
" Hmm, thik hai." I said (It's ok)" Thik hai!!! It's beautiful." (Only ok!!! It's beautiful) she said.
" Ok, it's beautiful." I said and she smiled.
" Yes." She said.
I got ready and came downstairs. I saw my aunty was cooking in the kitchen.
" Tum nikal rahi hoon, beta?" (Are you going, dear?) She asked me.
" Haan, maasi main 10 baje sai pehle aajaungi." (Yes, aunty I will be back before 10) I said.
" Thik hai beta. Apna khayaal rakhna." (Alright, dear. Take care) she said and I smiled.
" Bye maasi, bye chhoti." I said and waved at both of them before I came out.
" Bye, Dee." Chhoti said." Enjoy and make it up with Mr. Axton." She said and winked at me and I sighed.
We are not in talking term. I hurt him pretty badly I think. His eyes were showing some kind of emotions. Now my heart was aching and getting weak. I can't be weak. Don't think about him, Diya. Just don't.
But why was he hurt!!! He shouldn't be hurt. May be he isn't hurt he felt insulted. May be I don't know that actually what it is. So I won't keep my views on it.
I came out and called a taxi to reach Bianca's party. It was the first party here without Kritika. I was missing my best friend. I really miss her. I hate Agni for stealing her from me. But I love her so much that I can't see her unhappy in her life. She is happy with him and that's all I want. I want her happiness remain to the eternity. I always pray for her entire happiness. But still I miss her a lot. I miss everything we used to do. I sighed.
Soon the taxi stopped in front of the place which's address I was given. I was shocked seeing it's a bar. Really!!! Birthday celebration in a bar!!! It's normal but I don't feel good about this place. I don't like going to bars. I feel suffocating. But at least I need to meet Bianca and say her that I am not comfortable so that I can go back home soon. I don't want to stay here long. Besides I have some works to finish. I have to go back soon. I entered the bar and the sight wasn't at all welcoming for me. I called Bianca. But she didn't pick up. I walked inside and reached towards the bartender to ask him if they knew where Bianca was or if she has left some messages for her guest. But they couldn't tell me anything. Suddenly I saw Jack, Colton, Katie, Victor and Bianca.
" Hi, guys." I said smilingly. "Happy birthday, Bianca." I said and I gave her the gift I bought for her. She smiled.
" Thanks, Diya. You are looking great." She said and I smiled.
" You are looking great." I said.
" Let's have a drink." Katie said.
" Actually, guys. I don't drink. And I still have some works pending. I want to leave now if you don't mind, Bianca." I said and they tried a lot to make me stay for a while. I sat with them for a while but it was getting late and I bid them bye. I was walking out but suddenly someone pressed something over my face I tried a lot to get rid of it but the person was stronger than me. Soon everything went black in front of me and I black out.
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TJL#14# She Is The One
RomanceDiya Goenka is 21, a normal fun loving, polite but very stubborn Indian girl. She is eldest of three siblings. She is a student of architecture and recently completed her degree, she has come to UK for her further studies and to doing the job declar...