Loving The Liar

Chapter 27

Let me know if something's wrong. I'd gladly rectify it.

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"We are leaving right now, take some rest. We'll meet at evening for dinner, okay?" Veer softly said, as he kissed my forehead and turned to leave. A grin slowly broke out on my lips and I tugged his shirt, making him stop. He gave me a curious look while the others left, giving us some private space.

I beckoned Veer to bend down to my level. Shaking his head as he smiled, he came down to my level, nose to nose.

I looped my index finger with his shirt and tugged him closer. The enticing combination of woody and cinnamon scent of his engulfed me, making me feel high as ever. Veer seemed to be much surprised seeing my actions. I softly placed my right palm on his one cheek, looking into his captivating eyes which were taking a beautiful darker shade.

I leaned forward and slowly pressed my lips on the corner of his lips, tugging them in an upward direction.

When I realised that his hands were making their way to my waist, I parted away, slightly pushing him back.

"You can leave now." I told him, contented to see him finally loosed up.

He shook his head again, blissfully, making making me laugh and left.

I shifted comfortably on the bed, my bed, as I let myself rejoice in happiness of remembering everything. But like always, this time too, it was short lived. I realized that I had always known who I was, but knowing what I was, I felt more scared of myself more than being scared for myself.

Most of my memories were restored except of that day, when the tragedy happened. And I had a gut feeling that it was the most important part of whole tragedy.

I remembered each and every member working in that gang of killers. We were a group of eight, boss is dead, which I don't know how I know. I killed a member. Jay is missing and four others were the ones from my first dream.

Where were they? Are they still searching for me?

My mind shifted to Vivek Sharma, papa. The beacon light of my life.

He was there in all ups and downs of my life. He gave me more than I could've asked for. He believed in me so much. I recalled each and every minute I spent with him till our last conversation, where I disclosed to him my decision of joining that gang for him. I'd promised him to fulfill his dream of bringing the City's crime rate under control.

It reminded me of how I and Maya Di met him.

I and my sister has nowhere to go after my father's death when I was twelve. Our neighbours had admitted us in some orphanage. But a rich constructor wanted the orphanage land for building a shopping complex. So he played the cheap money game and got the orphanage building collapsed.

I, Maya Di and our warden were the only people who survived the incident because we were standing outside the orphanage building. We had no place to turn to. I clearly remember me and Di spending a whole night on roadside platform.

Next day, early morning, we saw a man jogging down the lane and another man following him with a knife. Without thinking, I'd loudly called out that jogger, warning him about the danger lurking behind him.

After tackling his attacker, the man came to us. He introduced himself as Commissioner Vivek Sharma, and thanked me for my timely help. Maya Di had instantly asked him to return the favor by helping us out. All the wanted was to have a roof on our head and my stomach filled. But his decision of taking us to his home came as a huge surprise.

I smiled recalling my best twelve years of life with him. How can I forget him? The only father like figure I got in my life. I know that I said to Di that I did all things because I wanted do did in return of all the love and money in showered on us in those years, where really no one was there for us. But in reality, I wanted to fulfill my duties as his daughter which Ishika couldn't. If not him, that I really can't imagine where I and my sister would have landed.