Falling In love Again!!!

Chapter 4: It's all started here.

BEFORE 5 YEARS.

Anika pov. 

Why it's only me to go through everything, They knew everything from the start, And called me in the last moment, Don't I deserve to live with my mom, Why they always do this, I know being a girl in a trivedi family is a curse, I thought they completely forget about me until yesterday when I got a call from my grandfather, Mr. Sathyajit Trivedi. I confirmed it twice when he called me for the first time in 17 Years. I moved into Los Angels with my mom's sister when I was eight. I left my family, Mom, friends, School everything in a half-a-way to get into my new life. 

I was confused when mom slapped me multiple times to accept chocolates from my chachu, Dad's stepbrother, and grandfather adopted son, Nivansh Trivedi. Over then, My dad was no more, He passed away in a car accident. I didn't cry in his funeral because he didn't leave me any memories with me to miss him. But tears crossed in my eyes when I saw my mom in a very distressed state. She was my everything. But when she decided to send me with my maasi, I was shattered. My Massi introduced me to Los Angels when I was just 8. I had my room, my own private space, Own life with my new friends, In fact, life long friends, RON, Easton, Stephnie, and Priya. 

After a few years, My massi divorced her husband as he cheated on her. And my maasi is not like my mom, whatever husbands do, Wives didn't fail to take care of him and shower him with love. On that spot, I have decided, I won't be like my mom at any point in life especially not the one who's dependent on his love to lead the life. That thought eventually allowed me to recall the incident because of that my mother distanced herself from me. Of course, Nivansh chachu offered me chocolates, But in the bathroom. He tried to touch me and I have no idea about that. Before anything worse happens, My mom saved me from that situation. 

I was blank, Completely blank when I realized someone who snatched me my luxurious life from me actually saved me from the terrific world. But here I am ignoring her and having a limited conversation with her for the past few years. I immediately called my mom, But I was silent, She understood everything, She didn't let me speak anything but consoled me to lead my life, fearless, Adventurous and most importantly she didn't want me to depend on anyone. And I made it as my principles to live life. Never been into any kind of relationship, I love being another daughter to my maasi and a cool buddy to my friends. People even doubted my sexuality when I calmly rejected many proposals, But I laughed out to them. I know I am a woman and I don't have to prove it to anyone. 

Everything was perfect, I graduated, I started doing my internships, Jobs and also started to save money, Become a little bit responsible with my life but still, there's a void. And I don't want to fill this void and become dependent like my mother. Friends say that I am phobic to commitments. Maybe they are right but only one difference, I am doing this to myself because I don't want to get hurted in the end. 

Out of sudden, I got a call from India, I never been to India in these 17 years, Not even once, Even to see my mom, She visited me here four times on my birthdays and we spent quality time together. But when she come to know that her mom is ill, It's the fourth stage of cancer from my grandfather, I was shattered, I pushed away everything which came to my vision, and decided to go to my mom. 

"What happened to her?" - I asked my grandfather who didn't forget about me yet. I know I will be a newly found granddaughter to my grandfather. I don't know, I wanted him to console me and give me hopes but he didn't. My mom hardly opened her eyes and looked at my tired eyes. 

"Pancreatic cancer, Last stage." - The doctor said and continued to say many things but I concluded with one thing, She didn't have time with her when I died to became independent to take care of her. I laughed at fate to play with me like this every time, It always keen in breaking my expectation into pieces.