It's funny how life takes an absolute turn one day. One moment you're blossoming in the feelings of your love, waiting for the right time for that one declaration and the next thing you know is someone snatching it from you.
And yes snatching it, because Jennifer saw Harshad first. Because she was the one who approached him when he was new in the town, when no one would talk to him, when he was sitting all alone in the park while she was hanging around with her friend that one evening, she had decided to go talk to him. It wasn't random, no it was because he was in her class, because he was also in her school. She had walked upto him offering him her friendship and asking him whether he would join her group as they all are going for a movie. He had shyed away at first, resisted her request but she had said that she wanted him to come. And he had agreed, the first time she had seen him smile, wide, all toothy and she knew it from that very moment it was the most important thing for her.
She had reasoned to her friend Karan(Wahi) later that Father always taught to do a good deed and to help others and she had done a good deed, made Harshad smile.
So no, it was not Alia that saw him first that night. It was Jennifer, she saw him, loved him, admired him and cared for him. But she didn't danced with him that night, she didn't give her hands in his and Alia took her position, she snatched her place from his life and she will never forget that.
Jennifer has a heart of gold and big one at that, she cares for anyone and everyone, she loves everyone and she thinks about everyone. But no she doesn't have that much big of a heart, so she won't. She won't forget Alia taking her love away, won't forget the way her life took a turn for the worse.
She grabs her phone clutching it tightly as it rings, it's Naihal calling her probably worried as hell as she ran through her doors. And Jennifer shouldn't have done that, really she shouldn't have.
She runs to her home with keys in her hand, jamming them inside she throws the door open and dashes to her room locking it with a force that will rake the house down. She slums behind it clutching her head tears running down her cheeks, like she did years ago. She places the vibrating phone down as she hits her head on the wall behind.
All the memories, the pain, the betrayals she faced rolling infront of her eyes like a broken movie clip. She screams into the empty house clutching her chest as her heart burns, stomach twists.
Her eyes meet the dustbin placed under her desk, it's her old room. And the memory of her crumbling all their pictures and throwing in them hits her.
She slides down the floor tired after crying for hours, now only silent tears making their way. She doesn't know when it will stop hurting, when the memories will fade away as she looks up at her white ceiling, everything coming to her one by one.
Jen! Wha-what are you doing here?? Its pouring outside ! "Harshad opens the door for a very wet Jennifer who is shivering in her clothes clutching her handbag tightly in her hands as she had walked from her work till his home. As he had yet again forgot about her.
" You... You promised to pick me up. "she said with a rage inside her before pushing past a guilt ridden Harshad.
" Harshad ! Let's go we are getting late. I will come at your house, we will-"she jumped saying happily into the phone only for a very tired, sleepy Harshad to cut her.
Where we what? Where we are going ?" she rolled her eyes giggling as she said, give it to Harshad for always forgetting about things.
Arre to the movie! We planned on going remember?" she said as she put on be earring and getting up combing her fingers through her long traces
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Bepannah | Jenshad
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