My nightmare turned lover

Chapter - 37

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Astha's POV :-

" So are you going to tell him now that's it's you or what?" Samarth asked opening the cork of the champagne that he just ordered inspite of my protest.

My eyes widened at this. Not even if it is the end of the world that I will tell him that. He will kill me after knowing it for sure. By now I am well aware of his issues.

" No. I will not and I believe that you will not too." I said raising an eyebrow to him.

" I will if you ask me to otherwise I respect your wishes your highness." He bowed dramatically and I laughed at his silliness. He is still the same.

" You are one hell of a drama queen, do you know that?" I said taking the glass he offered.

" I know I am." He declared proudly. " But what's more interesting than my skills at the moment is your situation. What are you planning to do now. I suspect my brother is half way of knowing the truth." I looked at him shocked.

" How and where do you know that? Don't tell me you knew something and didn't tell me before."

" I just eavesdropped their conversation a few weeks ago. I got to hear only a tit bit of that, before they knew that I was there." He looked at me sheepishly. I gave him a stern look.

" And why I am learning about it now? Are you on his side now?" I asked. Surely he had been with me all these years but family is family and friends are friends right?

" I am in no one's side." I knew it. He decieved me. He told him where I was. Suddenly I want to murder someone.

And perhaps looking at this murderous look in my face he thought of clearing himself before me.

" Chill sweetheart, chill. I was not the one to reveal your whereabouts to him. Listen to me first before planning my murder."

" This better be pretty valid or else your last day is not far from now." I warned.

" Geez you have become scarier now." He said wiping an imaginary sweat off his head and I rolled my eyes at that. " So one day I was just visiting my brother to annoy him and bring some life in him when just before entering his room I heard your name. It was a surprise to me since after you left you and your name became a taboo in our house." He looked at me like expecting to say something of-handed at this. But since I know that I am partly at fault too so I decided to keep mum. 

" We never spoke about you and Abhay never mentioned a word about you again. So I became curious to know the reason behind this sudden change of events so instead of going in I stood there and started listening to them."

The words bring some life in him brought some unknown fear and pain in me but I quickly ignored and dismissed them. Surely it is not what I am thinking.

" Abhay was asking someone about some photos and wheather it is you or not. I thought he was just guessing someone to be you. There is no way that he can pick the tail of my master plan but when I heard the next sentence my fear and the confidence that no one can outwit me came jumping down on me. They were talking about Maya Fraser." My heart skipped a bit at this. Does he know that it's me?

" Then I thought of distracting them from you and so barged in there. I put forward some lame comments on you and tried channelizing his attention and his anger towards me. And from their expressions I thought that they fell into my trap but listening to you now I guess I am not that of a witty owl after all." He said with a fallen face.

" No you are not." I laughed a pretended one to lighten his mood again and take off the guilt from him but deep inside the fear that Abhay might knew about me was jolting me.
" Besides if he had known about it we two would not be living now. We would be sharing our silly and totally weird death story with our neighbours resting in coffins near us. Wouldn't we?"

He laughed at this.

" Yeah you are right." He chuckled and we clinked the drinks together.

The next day....

I woke up with the blasting sound of my cell phone ringing on my side. I gnored and looked at the wall clock with one eye. It's still 6, who is disturbing my sweet slumber so early? I got up and messaged my head. Curse you Samarth for ruining me so much last night. Now my head feels like someone is playing loud unbearable music inside it. And that too in foreign languages on top of that!

" Hello." I answered and instantly regretted opening my mouth. This caused more pain in my already throbbing head.

" Maya get ready and come down fast. We will be flying to Udaipur now. They want us to shoot there." Andrew said through the line.

" What? I thought the shoots would be here in Mumbai." I said with difficulty. Each word from my mouth feels like a very arduous task.

" I thought the same too." He said with some displeasure in his tone. " But it's the client's order. What can we do except for following it. So get ready. Our flight is at 7:30 sharp." With this he cutted the line.

So unwillingly I dragged myself out of the comfortable bed and forced myself inside the bathroom. Maybe a hot shower will ease my throbbing head.

Exactly one and half hours later, I was sitting on one of the seat of a private plane that Abhay had arranged for us. Seating there I couldn't help myself to reminisce the time when me and Abhay were here at the same plane. I chuckled remembering how I had emptied my stomach contents on him. Surely life had changed drastically after that and now I too own such private luxuries. But my flight sickness is still there. Coupled with my hangover headache I am not feeling any different than what I had felt at that time. My friends don't know about this and I prefer to leave them at dark on this matter. I don't want to trouble them with my silly sickness.

I tried to get up and walk to the bathroom but a sudden nausea hit me which forced me to run to it.

After clearing myself in there and splashing cold water on my face, I settled back on my seat and closed my eyes. Ghosh! When will we reach there?

Suddenly someone grabbed my hand and placed a strip of tablets and a wet towel there. I smiled without opening my eyes. It's certainly one of my friends. They must have noticed my discomfort. I opened my eyes to thank them when my eyes widened by looking at the person standing in front of me with concern written all over the face.

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Here we go with the real name again. Our one and only Astha. So guys what do you think about this? Happy that the old and pretty familiar name is back or do you still want the hot model? I know both are same but by calling with a different name each time gives a whole new personality to an individual right?

And in the midst of this don't forget to vote, comment and share please 😊.

Oh yeah I just want to welcome a brand new member to our family ####( you know that I am taking about you). Thank you for your sweet and encouraging comments. And the rest of you, who gave their time to read, vote and comment, I will remain forever grateful to you all. Love you pals...

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