"Will you say something?!" Drishti said annoyed because after she had sat in the car and Rakshit had begun to drive without saying a word. And they had been driving in utter complete silence for the last hour.
"What's there to say?" Rakshit asked in a blank voice, finally speaking.
"So you have absolutely nothing to say about what you did to my Baaba?" Drishti asked unbelievably.
"He deserved it." Rakshit said matter of factly, his grip on the steering wheel tightening as he thought about what had happened
"No he didn't deserve it, whatever was happening was between me and Baaba, you should've not gotten involved." Drishti said adamantly in defense of Nikhil, even though she was confused and hurt by his actions, he was her father so she couldn't be mad at him.
But instead of saying anything in response, Rakshit gripped the steering wheel tighter, pushing down on the race pedal.
"Rakshit sir! What are you doing?!" Drishti yelled scared for her life as the car sped through the streets of Mumbai, dangerously above the speed limit.
"Rakshit stop! Stop!" Drishti yelled as she held on to the car's roof handle to keep her balance as the car swayed from side to side.
The car eventually came to a screeching halt as Rakshit quickly got out of the car slamming the door shut behind him, and leaning against the car door.
"Are you seriously defending that man right now?" Rakshit asked in a low angry voice as he heard Drishti get out of the car too, without looking at her.
"He's my father of course I will defend him." Drishti said adamantly.
"Father?! What kind of father does that?!" Rakshit yelled unbelievably, as he turned around to face Drishti who was standing by the passenger door.
"People who hurt you like that deserve to be punished, they think they can do whatever they want without any consequences, they think they can get away with anything, that's not true-." Rakshit began to rant with a faraway look in his eyes as if he was talking from experience.
"Who hurt you?" Drishti asked in a worried gentle voice, as she stood in front of him wiping away some tears that had fallen from his eyes, he did not even realize when she had moved during his rant.
'Everyone.' Rakshit thought to himself brokenly with an inaudible bitter chuckle, more tears falling from his eyes making Drishti more worried as she wiped them away with both thumbs, looking at him in a mixture of confusion and concern.
"Let's go." Rakshit said in a blank voice as he broke out of his thoughts, removing Drishti's hands from his face and turning around to get back inside the car as if nothing happened, leaving Drishti standing outside in confusion for a bit, before she silently got back inside the car also, trying to read Rakshit the whole car ride.
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"Prachi wait!" Ranbir yelled as he finally caught up to Prachi as the bell for lunch period rang."Why should I?" Prachi asked annoyed but turned around to face Ranbir as she stopped avoiding him for the time being.
"Because I- didn't mean it like that." Ranbir explained awkwardly.
"Then how did you mean it?" Prachi asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Uh- I just meant that- that I-." Ranbir stuttered out awkwardly, knowing that whatever answer he gave would only make Prachi madder.
Turns out his not answering made Prachi just as mad, because she made a face at him, and then turned around and quickly walked away without letting him say another word.
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Fates
FanfictionPreviously known as Yearning For You The way I see it, our fates appear to be intertwined. Years have gone by, and a new generation rises but still, our mistakes will be theirs too. Our sorrows are theirs too, our love is theirs too, our story and...