My Love story.

The meeting

For me meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice. But falling in love with you. I had no control over it. 

For you meeting me was destiny, keeping me for the rest of your life would be your responsibility. 

~~~~~ Chapter 1 ~~~~~

The name is Princess a broadcaster on Bigo live app. I have been using this app since high school meaning almost 3/4 years since I had been using bigo.

I used to broadcast almost every day. I met a lot of good people on it with who I still have contact and of course it's impossible that there do not exist bad people. So hell yes that I have met them too. They went straight in my blocklist, got kicked out of my broad by me or my adnim and I kept my distance from them.

How I started to use this app? That is a long Story. I was in my last year of high school meaning in my exam year. Some shit happened at home meaning for me and my mom to leave the house to be in a secure place. 

My dad he got arrested and was behind the prison. My family isn't really a happy family or was and I know it is never going to be. 

Me and my mom stayed in a special house far away from the place I lived in.  The first day in staying in the new house with some other females and one even had a kid felt really nice to me as if I could breath in peace again. But for my mom... I don't know she was a crying mess. She still I guess couldn't process what the heck had happenend that we came this far. At the other hand I was happy and felt bad at the same time for my mom. We stayed there for a few days until my mom contacted her friend and through her help we got out of the place we stayed and moved in with her for almost a month or two. 

My mom went to work again. I stayed at my mom's friends house babysitting her little girl while she also worked. Her husband was due to work abroad and came a month later. I studied when the baby fell asleep and the time I was tired and had nothing to do I just was on my phone until I came across Bigo Live App and out of curiosity I installed the app. 

At first I didn't really know how to use it and what to do. But after some time me being on the app for 15minutes I got to know how it worked. It was just like Youtubers who do sometimes liveboadcast. I started broadcasting and got to know that the numbers I was seeing at the left side above were the number of viewers looking at me. They sent hearts, could comment and I replied them back, you could even send presents (beans) on the app. 

I talked to almost everyone replying back to them and if I found the person weird just by their names they were kicked and blocked from my broad. Like this I met a person named Viraj, Simran and Deep. We became really good friends and just like a family. Since I was young at that time they used to be on my broad a lot to watch over me. They saw me as their little sister and were protective. 

Mostly we talked or did sing songs on my broad or when we were on one of their broads. Meanwhile I went to the court, child protection, domestic violence people. They wanted to talk to me or my mom on how things were going or were before and what we want to do. My mom couldn't really speak or understand Dutch so I went sometimes with them even if they didn't need me as a translator until we found a great tolk to translate. 

No one on the broad even knew about my home situation nor did any of my friends knew about it or the school. I went to school happily, studied, did my exams, came back home, ate, played with Danisha the baby's name, went on broad talked to change my mood and slept and it went like that for the time being. It was really a tough time I had been going through. 

Everything kind of settled down as the time went by. My dad asked for forgiveness and we came on good terms. But deep down I knew same shit would repeat again. I thought of my mom as a dumb woman for believing in my dad's words and crocodile tears. Eventually we got back together as a family in one house.  For the time being everything went well. They had arguments but they were small not like as before. 

My life carried on too. Still studied, ate, slept and used Bigo. It was the end of summer vacation when I was on Bigo. I just came out of the shower, my hair was messy but already dry. I was wearing a black 'My name is Bond' shirt with my black glasses and went on broad.  There was this option on broad called PK it stands for Player Kill. PK is a kind of an option to have a battle with random persons (strangers) or with your own friends if they're also doing a live stream. Also if you're doing a PK with random persons you can swipe to change the person. 

At that time I chose to do PK with random persons. My back camera was on at that time since I don't really like to show strangers my face and I thought that I don't really look good. Finally I pressed on the button to do PK and it started to load. Like trying to find persons who are available and also want to do a PK. And then he  showed up on my screen. Sitting in a car, wearing jeans and a grey shirt. It was afternoon time for him by the sharp sun I saw at his side.

It was silent for a few seconds. We both to be honest didn't say a word to each other. At least we broke the silence and greeted each other. One thing I was sure of was that he was Indian.  I myself am from India too but decided to talk in English with him. At that time I didn't use to like Indian boys or let's just say Indian people. 

We talked a bit and suddenly he told me to turn my front camera on. He wanted to see me. I tried to deny it telling him I'm ugly and stuff... But eventually I turned my front camera on thinking who cares...

I could see myself next to him on my phone. Again it went silent for a while. I looked at him and I guess he was also looking at me since I came on cam. I found it more awkward suddenly, but he broke the awkward silence and we started talking again about general things. Finally he had to go since he would be starting with his work and asked me to follow him I did and so did  he. We said our goodbyes and he left just like that. I also ended my broad.  I read fan fictions after it.