Chapter : 37 - I Don't Trust You. I Never Will!
"Are you sure you wanna go to Samaira's party?" My mom asked as I tried the whole wardrobe dresses for the party but still couldn't decide what to wear.
"Yeah, I guess." I said to her and she gave me an unreadable expression.
I thought it thoroughly before deciding whether to go or not. But I really do need a distraction, a change of scene atleast. With coming home, seeing dad, the talk with Aryan, and what's left to talk to Siraj...ufff I seriously need this distraction.
"Fine then, looks like you need some time away from home now." She said in a low voice and I smiled at her.
"So.. you decided you're not going to talk to your dad forever?" She asked and I shrugged.
"Maa, let's not go there at all. I can't do this right now." I said folding the pile of clothes I laid on my bed.
"Till when Annu? How many days more? It's been years since that accident and you still are stubborn-" she said and I squeezed my eyes in irritation.
"It'll take more years or even the whole lifetime! Until he knows he has a daughter too. I'm being stubborn? Is he punishing me coz I'm not dead? Like his favourite son? So you blame it on me? I didn't know something like that could have happened! I have the guilt of killing him! Are you happy now?" I said breathless of yelling.
"Annu! Why do you-" she said in loud voice.
"Mom, please. I said I don't want to talk." I said firmly and she walked away from my room and I just collapsed in the pile of dresses.
As I buried my face into the clothes a paper bag caught my eye and I sat up pulling out a black dress from it. And immediately tried it on and my heart did a happy dance as it fits me perfectly and flattered my curves. It was the dress Aryan bought for me. And I finally decided to go with this. I bit my lip thinking if it was weird to wear something he gave me.
Then why didn't you return it? Um.. Maybe coz I liked it very much? Uh- anyway, I don't think Aryan would be coming to the party today. Yay!! Dress sorted.
I changed into my regular clothes and soon cleared up the rest of the pile lying on my bed. And it took me four fucking hours to clear and organize my cupboard. I laid on my bed and yawned and just then I checked the time. It was almost five thirty. Ughh. I was supposed to be at the party by seven. And I got up reluctantly and dragged myself into shower. After a long shower I quickly put on the dress and my black strappy heels. And I blow-dried my hair and left them as they are and swiped the same cherry tinted chapstick. And finally spritzed on my perfume.
Okay... I'm ready! And.. I look better. Thank god my hair looks presentable, and..do I look fat in bodycon? Ugh atleast it's midi length and I think it's okay.
I checked myself for a few more minutes and hurried outside the door as it was already six forty. I bumped into my mom and hissed.
"Are you blind Annu, can't you s-" she looked up and eyed me head to toe with a judgy face.
"When did you get this dress?" She asked and I gulped.
"The day we went shopping, I got it afterwards with Abby and Sweety." I said and she still looked at the whole dress.
"Um...are you sure it's not tight?" She said and I bit my lip.
"It fits perfectly." I muttered.
"A bit toooo perfectly. Right?" She said and I sucked in some breath nervously.
"But okay, it's long and I kinda like the sleeves. And it looks good on you." She said and I exhaled with relief.
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