Sotus After Story

Chapter-14 Gun

Engrossed over a file for more than a hour by now. I kept on peeking at him without ever getting caught. He didn't look at me for once. Not even once. I've read somewhere before, there's a supernatural power built in everyone to detect an eye even when the person is sleeping or not paying attention.
But it was weird that  he didn't possess such power.
When he stood up, I hurriedly buried my face under a newspaper. Although there was only 0.01% of him staring at my direction still I wanted to to avoid that 0.01% of embarrassment.

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This morning I woke up to witness one of the most astounding morning in my life. I wasn't expecting to be at least with him. I was not sure what happened & how I reached his apartment,  apart from remembering how I fainted after my encounter with a ghost. Perhaps, a ghost. I don't remember accurately.
His body was half pressed against mine and my face close to his chest. I felt a little embarrassed and also afraid of what he might've done to me.
With a thought of all the negative possibilities flashing in my mind I couldn't control my reaction which was urging to get out. I pushed him away from mine and pulled the blanket closer to me, yelling out,
"What've you done to me?"
"I've done a lot to you."
He yawned.
"What?"
I shrieked in fear. But he wasn't paying attention, he again went back to sleep. It was revolting after what he just said to me, I assumed it to be an indirect indication of something terribly wrong.
I climbed up on the bed and put all my energy to get him up, he was covering his face with the blanket now, but his foot sneaking out of it.
First I tickled his bare foot, which was one of the funniest trick in such a war. My mother always did that to me in my childhood to get me up in time when it was time for school.
The feeling of being tickled made him kick in the air, which was funny indeed! But the situation was not funny with me! I had to know what he did to me.
I grabbed the edge of his blanket with all my force and made a super quick but forceful attempt to separate him & his loving blanket.
After a few seconds of attempt the triumph was on my feet. He was now simply laying on his bed, in his boxer shorts, while upper part naked. His eyes were not close now. Fixed & firm. At me!
To be honest, I was feeling a bit scared. My legs trembling with every move he made towards my direction, until I could no longer move and my body pressed against the wall, whilst his body pressed against mine.
With a gap of less than inch and our face almost touching he whispered softly into my ears,
"I did ........."
He stammered.
"I did....."
The more he stammered, the worse I felt.
"I did nothing with you!!"
He laughed like a kid, sparring me alone now from his grasp.

*****
By the time I left office, it was raining really heavy. Nothing could be worse than your car not working and you being stuck in the bus stop for hours without getting into one.
After 2 hours waiting in the bus stop without getting into one, I decide to walk back home on my feet. My home was not very far away, so walking was enough to take me there within half an hour.
I kept on walking on the pavement under the heavy rain, with my body being completely soaked in water.
The moment I entered home, I saw my mother glaring at me with a heavy wooden baseball bat in his hand. It was the least thing I was expecting her to be with, but it doesn't matter if she was holding one due to an oblivion reason.
"Where were you last night?"
She hissed.
My mother was one of the possessive mothers who never let their children to stay with their friends at night also never allowed to attend a trip away from home for more than a day.
I was preparing from this morning to confront her in the most appropriate way, but seeing her this furious made he realize that nothing was going to work.
I took a deep breath and told her,
"I..... mom.....actually...."
"It's okay, you don't need to worry.
She laughed.
Which was lunatic.
"Your friend told me that you're not feeling well so you stayed at his place."
"My friend?"
"Yeah, your friend, I mean colleague. I don't remember the name but he seemed to be a good guy!"
Probably, she was talking about P'Bright. He might've received her call when I passed out last night. The only thing I was surprised about was my mom not being worried about me anymore for staying at someone's house.
I wanted to ask her the reason but there was an immense probability that I knew the reason. And the reason seemed to be "Me". Maybe, I was not a kid to her anymore but a grown up!!