Ruined by him (Completed)

Part 6: Getting used to.

A filler part...

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2 hours, for 2 hours her phone rang continuously. The amount of unknown numbers she has picked today was really surprising for her own self. Almost all of her relatives, friends, colleagues, teachers, bosses, ex bosses and even school friends she don't even remember real names to. Those people who never entertained her any request were pleading her to get an autograph or meet him through her that she felt how people are flip sided suddenly. She chuckled and just disconnected politely saying 'will see'.

When she kept her phone on the table and held her head in her hands resting on the dine she seated, she heard a chuckle which turned into a giggle much to her annoyance. She shot her eyes at him with her tight pursed lips and a brow raised that he had to keep shut for his own sake.

Karan Khanna, he was, but she is a hitler, he realised. Fans wither within his gaze, girls go crazy with his smile but she just won't budge. He gave her his, gotcha smile to hers which works everytime for him, not once but thrice since her outburst, did it worked? Yeah only to make her glare at him with more violence but he didn't showed it affected him. 'he will love her violent' he winked at his thoughts which again annoyed her. "Arrhhhhh" she groaned when her phone rang again.

Without looking at the ID she picked it up.

"Hello" the not so polite greet startled the person on the other side.

"Tirupu!" The surprised tone of the person shocked Tripura.

"Amma!" She straightened up on her seat.

"you okay?" The question came in immediately when the mother sensed the turmoil in her daughters voice.

"I am fine amma" though she said the partial truth but hearing her mother's voice after a almost a week surprised her, tears filled her eyes and rolled down slow.

Karan stiffened at his position looking at her tears, they hurt him somewhere deep in his chest. He wanted to ask her the reason but kept quite for now.

Listening to the one sided convo he tried adapting to her situation.

"yes amma, (apna khayal rakh rahi Hu me) everything is good" she wiped her tear filled cheeks with the back of her hand.

"wo...wo..." She stammered and looked for the right words. "(he is a friend amma)" she closed her eyes and crossed her fingers, a habit she has when she lie and he noted that. "just a friend" she repeated her words.

"yeah amma, casual friend nothing else" she tried changing the topic "(how are you)" she bite her lower lip suppressing her sob. Her amma was talking to her, not even she spoke to chetti, her aunt and sherry her sister, who was with her there and taking care of her. Amma is quite weak to talk, she is either exhausted or too much depressed to even speak to anyone.

Her amma told her that she was tired and wants to be with her. That thing just lossened her barrier and she broke into a sob but she took a deep breathe trying to not break down.

Karan was just a spectator to her emotional rollercoaster. So much grief on her face yet her face shined whenever she took a deep breathe, like she knew how to inhale a sadness and exhale happiness.

He wanted to ask her her grief, but was he worthy enough?'. That thought made him loose more into the depth of his worthiness.

"you take care amma, love you" she sighed before putting the phone down, taking another deep breathe she sniffed her sob and took a tissue from the dine to wipe her face.

"we are friends now!" His voice came in disturbing her relaxation moment.

She gave him a 'not now' look.