Emma's POV
"Fuck you" I shouted as I continued packing my bag.
"Fuck you bitch, I had to put up with all your tantrums and every single day but for you it's easy to just leave, I should have understood girls like you were not worth my time" He Shouted back.
I zipped up my bag and walked away because I was not in the mood to deal with him.
"Is this is how girls like you end every relationship, do you want me to pay for your services slut"
I stopped in my tracks, okay he was talking too much, I walked back to him and with a swing punched him right on the nose, he screamed as he held his nose.
"This is how I end relationships"
I said as I exited his apartment slamming the door shut.
And that's another failed relationship, and as always I thought this one could go somewhere, but he had to turn out to be a bastard hence breaking my fairytale. When I reached downstairs Krish was already there waiting for me.
"Come here" he said as he saw my pathetic state.
I went and hugged him tight.
"Is it too soon to say 'I told you so'"
I hit him on the chest angrily.
"Okay sorry, get in the car" He said.
And I quietly stepped into the side seat.
"I can't believe I got dumped by that asshole" I said.
"Open the dashboard"
"Why?"
"Can you listen to me at least once without asking any questions?"
"Fine" I said and did what he said and instantly a smile appeared on my face.
"Burger" I said.
"With coke" He said lifting up a cup.
"Still can't believe I got dumped, I should have seen this coming he was acting all weird since dad got arrested"
"About that, how are you holding up?"
"I am okay I guess"
"You will be okay once you get busy after collage starts"
"Oh my god I almost forgot that collage starts tomorrow"
"Don't worry it's a great place"
"I hope so; hey at least you will be there"
We smiled at each other.
***
Adya's POV
I checked myself in the mirror after putting on the Sun dress that my mom got me.
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Wicked Sins
Mystery / Thriller"It was a sultry month of july,when love rained over Mussorie but the thunder of wrath was going to distort the rosy picture forever" 12 lives, interwined with each other. at times due to love or passion or friendship or rivalry or hatred. One murde...