Avani pov
"Aryan will never change , he never take care of himself. He is just recovering from his injuries but still doesn't take rest and always wants to run a marathon idiot" I am scolding him showing my anger on the poor vegetables.
Actually today I thought to prepare vegetable soup for Aryan so that he can recover fast I am saying to the poor vegetables which are brutally chopped by me because of my anger on Aryan.
"Arghh! "
"Come soon Aryan you have to learn a lesson for your carelessness" I thought in my mind.
I finished cooking the soup finally after lots of struggle and changed into a new set of clothes after getting freshen up.
I looked at the clock it's showing 7 pm. I know he went to meet his friend but he should come home early because he is not well.
"God !" I called him but no response it's switch off.
How can he switch off his Dammn phone ?
I went to the balcony and saw the sky covered with dark clouds and the cool breeze is picking it's pace making my mind tense.
"Aryan where are you ?" I muttered under my breath and started walking outside taking umbrella and cell phone with me.
I locked the main door and started walking downstairs through stairs.
"what if Aryan was injured like last time? "I thought in my mind.
"Stopping thinking stupid avani" my heart scolded
The moment I stepped outside our apartment the wind hit me in a speed making the grip on my umbrella loose...
I tried to hold it frimly but all went in vain and the umbrella started flying high in the sky as it was free from some cage...
I cursed the umbrella for ditching me and started walking through the street picking the pace.
"Where will you find him avani ?" My mind mocked me.
"I don't know where I will find him but I can't sit just pacing in the living room of our house and wait for him bitting my nails" I yelled at my brain
I quickly called his friend who can help me now but to my luck the call disconnected showing me the poor signal of my dammn phone.
The rain started pouring like a water fall making my whole body drench and the thunders are just adding shivers to my body with it's scary sounds.
I ran towards the bus stand to hide from the rain until it stops so that I can find my poor husband..
Wait ..
My husband...from when I started calling him my husband I thought in my mind.
Keeping all thoughts aside I ran into the bus stop and started calling aryan but no use it's still switch off. If I find him I will punch his face for sure.
"My whole dress was drenched with water. The rain was not stopping , my phone battery slowly going down what a day" I muttered under my breath.
I sat on the table of the bus stand and started calling aryan, suddenly a group of boys came into the bus stop fully drenched making my heart fill with fear.
Even though I am nervous I tried to act brave but deep down lot of negative thoughts are making me weak.
Their eyes staring at me from head to toe made me feel disgust. I took few steps outside the bus stop and they started walking towards me. I started running away from them and I turned back to look at them who are following me like street dogs.
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You Stole My Heart
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