The next day everything became awkward between me and Karan. Karan stopped asking me questions, and we didn't really talk to each other. We were strangers again. It felt strange, but i just didn't wanna hurt Gautham.
The days went by quicker and quicker. Christmas came closer and closer. I really wanted to become friends with him before Christmas eve. I just didn't want Hope to be sad.
2 days before Christmas Eve at 20:54 p.m
I walked down the stairs and saw that the door to the backyard was open. I walked closer and saw Karan sitting with his feet in the water. In his hands, he had a vodka bottle. The pool light was on.
I walk out to him. It was really cold. It was snowing, and i only had a long T-shirt on.
He quickly turns his head, as i come out. I cross my arms, then he looks away again.
"What are you doing?" i ask him. I got nervous. It was a long time since i actually had talked to him alone.
"What?" he says, and turns his face.
"I......Why are you drinking?" i change the question.
"Why do you think?" he says and looks at the water.
I go closer and sit a little bit away from him.
"Can you just leave....trying to be alone here..." he says.
"Why can't we just talk about this......" i ask him.
"Really? I taught you were finished talking?" he asks.
I get water in my eyes. He takes something out of his pocket. He takes the box with the ring in it.
"Karan.....i.....i just wished-" i start.
"Just.....forget it...." he says.
There are some moments of silence.
"I hate you," he says suddenly.
Within a second i turn my head towards him.
"What?" my voice cracks.
"It was a mistake of me to fall for you," he says.
"You don't mean that...... This is not you..........You're just drunk" i say crying silently. I shake my head to convince myself that he's lying.
He gets up and is about to fall.
He chuckles.
I get up.
"Why are you talking to me like that?" i ask him cryingly.
"WHY DO YOU THINK? DO YOU REALLY THINK I'M STUPID OR SOMETHING?" he shouts.
"Don't shout at me," I say looking at him. I look away.
He starts to get water in his eyes, after seeing me.
He gets closer to me so our faces touch. It gives me instant memories of the old us. I just wanted him to pull me closer to him, and then kiss me.
He slowly takes his hands around my waist and pulls me closer. I can feel his breath on my lips.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that" he whispers.
"Stop let go of me!!!! I hate you!!!! Stay away from me...." I shout.
I push him away.
"No, stop. You don't mean that....i know you don't mean that." Karan says getting closer to me.
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Love or Fixed
RomancePriya is married at 18 years old. She is married to her husband Gautham Petal. Gautham was fine at first, but after some time he started to drink, smoke, and be violent towards Priya. One afternoon in town she meets a compleate stranger, but little...