Broken Destinies |✓|

The Kids.

" Being loved is the second most beautiful feeling... Being in love always  stays in the first place."
                               ~Anya

✯Chapter-4✯

Adwait's POV:

          Driving in the empty roads of the locality I belong I never realised when the car stopped infront of out apartment.

       I stopped right before the gates of the house but something in me urged to go back to that place.
   
           I closed my eyes and reversed the car. I drove towards the place where it holds the most beautiful moments and dreadful moments of our life.

            I slowly got down looking at the 2 storeyed building soon after parking my car. I went to the main door and opened it with the keys that always stays under the door mat.

          I enetred inside and is greeted by dust. I coughed and looked at the sofa where we used to sit and talk, make love, watch t.v, fight with eachother, helping her study everything...

        I then looked at kitchen counter where we used to cook, sing, dance, play with the veggies and all.

          I smiled remembering those days. Then I went upstairs. My heart is beating like crazy. Tears brimmed in my eyes. Rubbing them harshly i opened the door and is greeted with the sight.

          Pictures... All the room contains is nothing but our pictures... I don't know why Iam doing this! Why Iam hurting myself. Maybe there isn't any mistake of her's but for whatever happened.... I don't know anymore.. I don't know what to say, what to feel, whether to cry, whether to be happy I don't know honestly and it's hurting that the moments I wanted both of us to cherish our whole life are now nothing but increasing the pain. The love, the promises, the care and everything is can't be easily forgetable.

            Tears streamed down my face as I felt the familiar pain running through veins and reaching my heart, squeezing it with all the power of the memories causing and unbearable pain to pass through me...

            I immediately rushed out of the house. I locked the door and went to my car. Hopped in it and went to my home.

          I went to washroom and took a shower. Wore my casuals and went to the mini fridge which contains all the alcohol. I took one bottle and the night passed by me wondering what so bad had happened to the lively lives of us that we had ended up hating eachother...

        The Sunday rays hit my face making it so irritated with my head hammering.

     I slowly opened my eyes only to be greeted by the harsh sunlight. My phone is ringing and I answered groggily. "Hey Addy!!" Screamed a female voice. Drama queen. This Shanaya knows how to spoil my morning mood. "what woman? Arent you having a husband and  kids to take care of? Why the hell you have called me early in the morning?" I said and hissed at the end.

         "Early in the morning? Are you nuts? It's 11 you idiot!" Screamed Shanaya making me wonder why I haven't became deaf by now.

                 "So what?" I asked getting irritated. "Iam coming there today in the evening so pick me up asshole." She said. "Ok" I said. "And Addy...." She lagged her voice.

       "What?" I snapped at her. Nowadays she is stretching the words too much. " The day before I texted Vanya." She said. Vanya why she did that though?

           "Why?" I asked getting irritated. " I got drunk and texted her." She said in a low voice earning a growl from me. "What did she said and how is she?" I asked her being curious one. "She is happy. With two kids." She said making my blood boil. "Have you told Surya?" I asked her only to receive silence. "Have you Shanaya?" I asked now fearing that she did. "No Addy. Iam not that stupid to do such thing. Bye Amayaa is crying." She said and cut the call.