Runaway Or Kidnapped?

Chapter 19

After a few moments of silence, he suddenly asked me 'What happened? Why are you going all "angry young woman"?' I snickered at this.

'I just don't know! It's hard. I am kidnapped and I am enjoying here with you guys, having fun and there my parents, who have pressure to cancel the wedding and on top of all that ,they would have to hear all the taunts from my so called "uncle and aunt" who are no less than evil.'

'Why are you so scared of them?'

'I am not! It's just that they are so damn annoying.  And plus, you remember me talking about how much they have helped us, and later, how we managed to return all their favour? Yeah, so to them, they have rights to taunt us all the time. And we cannot stand up for ourselves just because he is much older than us. And it's such a crap you know? And it's not like we always ask them  for  favours from them or we haven't returned their favor. I don't know what these stupid wicked minded people want from us?! And then there's my nightmare, it's getting worst Manan, worse than the actual incident. Worse than what my so called brother did to me. Sometimes I really wish I could die!' I said and tearfully. I cried enough to let him know that I am weak that I cannot handle all this now.

Manan knows every single thing that happens in my life or what I am going through, he knows even minute details of my life. I love him. Yeah, I do. But, I love him not only as a "lover" but also as my best friend. Maybe I love him more as a bestfriend than a "lover". I don't care if he doesn't loves me back. Because he is here, always with me as a best friend and loves me and cares for me, what else do I need?

'You know you are a fighter. You will come out of this shit trap. I'll make you come out of it, we'll fight back together. And your "uncle and aunt" honestly don't give a shit about them, they are not even worth of a shit. How old are they? 70? Just few more years'  I beat him playfully.

'It's hard, everything. You know it really hurts me a lot when people comes to me and they say "your life is so perfect" " You are rich, you are beautiful, any guy will fall for you, your friends are so good,  you have so many people for you, you are so lucky" and all the crap. Like, sure my family is rich but that doesn't mean I am rich that's my parents money and not mine. Yeah, my friends are awesome, so what is it to you? But that doesn't mean I can talk to anyone!  No one has time to listen to me except you, but it's not like you are going to waste all your life on  me. Rishab and Harsh are always busy. Even if they want to spend time for themselves they can't because of their shit loads of work, let alone they'll have time for my rants. I am not blaming them for that, but...you are getting me right?' And he nods his head in understanding.   'And man, I do get lonely! I am a human not a robot.  If I am good at hiding, doesn't means I have no emotions! I just hate people who easily judge me and to be more precise "My life!" I cannot even open my mouth about what my so called "brother" did to me. And gosh If I do, I should keep my ears ready to hear a mouthful, oh wait, a shit full of taunts from my uncle and aunt. And, I would have no problem if they taunt me, but they taunt my parents! Like what the hell is wrong with these sick people. They judge me every time.  And you know what is worst?  They say I am to be blamed for what happened to me. My clothes are to be blamed. They even blame me to have male friends!?'

He gave me a tight hug as I started crying, again.