NEVER FORGET YOU | 2

Chapter Fifteen

C H A P T E R - F I F T E E N

She does love me. She'll tell me that herself. But right now is not the right time. I'm okay with that... It's fucking torture but I'm okay with it. Because I can wait until it's right and that's when all the torture will be worth it. That's when I can wake up and see her lying beside me with all the blanket because she constantly takes it from me... But I love her. She's definitely worth the wait...

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"Let's go", I take a step away from her tempting but drunk body and grasp her hand, ready to drag her out of this stupid club. I'm way too much angry right now. Both at her, and myself. And I don't want to create any drama infront of anyone because of my anger.

I should have been more careful when I know how stubborn she can be. I shouldn't have let her leave at the first place, forget drinking in some fucking random club.

She didn't protest, much to my relief. She let me drag her away from this crowdy dance floor and out of this loud, irritating club.

I don't even understand why people loves to get drunk for no good reason and jump on stupid loud music in a small crowded places?

Because they are normal humans. Not a psycho like you.. my subconscious mind rolled his eyes at me.

I chose to ignore him.

The air outside is chilled, almost freezing. Her hands started shaking in my hold, her teeth chattering. She's not even wearing her jacket. And I cursed myself because I have left my jacket in my car.

"Where's your jacket? And your bag?", I asked when I notice her bag is missing as well.

She didn't replies, she keeps looking at the ground, too busy with her I-don't-know-thinking-what thoughts.

"Kavya where is your bag?", I asked again, impatiently this time.

She patted to one of the pocket of her pants, still not saying anything. With slight hesitation I lean in and took whatever it was inside her pocket out. It was her purse.

"Open it", she spoke through her chattering teeth. And I did. There's a token inside her purse along with her other stuffs. "There", she then pointed with her forefinger to a counter at the side entrance of the club.

"Okay, stay here. And I mean it", I warned before walking towards the counter to collect her stuffs.

When I came back after taking her bag and her jacket she was still standing by one of the pillars beside the emergency exit, where I had asked her to stay. She was standing silently, and obediently. Her head bended over the pillar as she tried to support her drunk state, and she has her arms wrapped around herself because of cold.

Wow. I actually hadn't expected her to obey me, specially after all the stunts she's pulling on me these days.

"Here, wear it", I forwarded her jacket to her. The cold has already started to make her nose and her cheeks red. And I fear she's going to catch cold if we keep standing out in this cold temperature.

She didn't say anything. She just obediently take the jacket from my hand and draped it over her shoulder, wrapping that not so warm material over her small frame.