The life of a withering flower [COMPLETED ✔️]

Chapter 14

It was the next day. I woke up in my bed. Although, my eyes were wide open, I rolled about in my bed, trying to catch some more bit of sleep.

It wasn't until my room door was opened, revealing mom.

"Are you awake?", mom questioned.

I glanced at the clock. It was 10 AM in the morning. I was surely drained out of energy after all the load I carried.

"What happened?", I asked as I sat up straight and flexed my hands.

She let out a deep breath. It was going to be something serious.

Wanting to give her time, I asked her to wait at the dining while I went into the washroom.

As much as my muscles ached, there was something missing in the day.

I wore a graffiti printed T-shirt and my olive green shorts.

I walked down the dining and scraped one of the chairs back, as I sat on it.

Mom had a smile on her face.

"What are you smiling for?", I asked, as I chewed on my brelfast.

"Divyank called.", was mom's brief reply. How long had it been that we were running away from each other?

"Is that so?", I asked, non-chalantly. It was not much of a shock. Specially, after he paid a visit, after his ex told about her sister and me.

"He said that he might drop by anytime soon", mom said, smiling ear to ear.

This news, however didn't amuse me. C'mon! For how long am I going to cling onto the hope of the re-union of my family? Let's be honest here. With great hopes, comes great expectations and with great expectations, comes great grief. And, I didn't want any more grief in my life.

"I hope, it's soon", I marked.

I gulped down my orange juice and went to my room. I took out, one of my books from the shelf and took out the bookmark from where I left off.

The mountain of books scattered around my room.

As though it was not enough, I missed a certain vibe around me. Even if it had always been my shell, today I yearned for something out of my shell. And, even before I knew, I was missing her. I had the urge to call her.

I knew nothing good could come out of sitting there, entangle in my thoughts and not able to concentrate on the book I am holding.

So, instead, I decided to take a stroll outside. The sun was out in full view, however, the clouds covered most of it, due to which it was bearable. The clouds were huge, gray and fluffy. It would probably rain by 4 o'clock.

I grasped the strap of my bag and whirled in a direction, to a place I didn't know.

It wasn't until I had walked nearly 50 steps that I bumped into Shivank. Yes, that train guy.

"Oh, hey Darshan! How are you?", he asked, enthusiastically.

"Fine", I briefly answered. Like I said before, I don't talk to bullies and creeps.

"Would you like one?", he asked holding out a chewing gum.

"No, I am fine", I answered.

"Hey Shiv!", a boy, much younger than him and a girl of the same age as the boy came up.

"You cheated. Why do you get to eat the ice cream?", he stomped his feet.

"Haaaa... What are you saying? Weren't you the one saying that you would rather take that chocolate rather than the ice cream?", this guy protested.