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Prags' POV
I left from there, controlling my tears. My chest felt heavy, my throat tight, but I swallowed it all down. I went straight to the washroom and let the tears spill freely, crying my heart out until I felt a little lighter. Then, wiping my face and fixing my specs, I headed to the singing club.
"Oyee baby, come! Sit here..." Purab called out, patting the spot next to him. His warmth always had this way of softening my mood. Bulz rolled her eyes at him dramatically, making me chuckle. I took my seat beside him, and the practice went smoothly-not bad at all. After that, I headed to my hostel, but the night was restless.
Tanu's words echoed in my head like a broken record:
Abhi is always mine! Don't dream to be by his side! He still loves me! You know, he told me he wanted to be my dance partner. He hates you to the core, so better stay away from him! That'll be good for you!
Why did her words sting so much? Why did they hurt, as if someone was twisting a knife in my chest? I tossed and turned all night, trying to make sense of it.
The next day was Saturday-a holiday. I hated holidays. They were the loneliest days of my life. No classes, no chatter, no friends... just me and my empty thoughts.
I woke up lazily around 8 a.m. It's one of my habits-good or bad, I'm not sure-but I just can't sleep past 8, no matter how late I've been awake. I dragged myself out of bed, showered, and slipped into a comfortable T-shirt and sweatpants.
And, of course, my mind wandered to him.
Whenever I'm alone, I always overthink. It's like my brain refuses to rest. It's annoying, but sometimes this habit solves my problems too.
Alright, let's think this through...
What did Purab mean when he said Bulz and that cold fish are siblings?
Why does he bully only me all the time?
Why doesn't Bulz talk to him?
Did he have a hand in my humiliation too?
Are he and Tanu still together? But wait-she dumped him, right? Then why does he allow her to... ugh. He didn't even support me during that incident!
And that threat-why would he say he'll kill anyone who tries to involve in my life? Does he hate me that much? So much that he doesn't even want me to have a shred of happiness?
But if that's true... why did he say "except Purab"? If he wants to ruin my happiness, why is Purab an exception?
ARGHHH!!
My spiraling thoughts were cut off when my phone rang. Purab's name flashed on the screen.
Oh my jaan!
He always calls at the right time.
I answered, and his cheerful voice instantly made me smile. He invited me to a movie at 10 o'clock. My first thought? I hope he comes alone. My second? What if that cold fish comes along? No, no, no!
To be safe, I called Bulz and Madhu to join me. I had to clear the misunderstanding between Purab and Bulz anyway. I dressed in my yellow churidar, grabbed my purse and phone, and left.
We all met at XYZ Mall. Of course, as I feared, he was there too. Not just him-he came with his two besties. I tried my best to ignore his gaze, but he kept staring like I was the only person in the mall.
We bought our tickets and entered the theater. It was a horror movie-great, just great. Perfect for me to embarrass myself.
Seating arrangement:
Abhi (1) - Purab (2) - Rk (3) - Madhu (4) - Me (5) - Bulz (6)
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LOVING MY BULLY...(ON HOLD)
AléatoireThis is my third story on Abhigya... This is a story of college students.. He is a bully of her.. that's it... to know more.. sneek into the story..
