Ahira's POV
"Ahira let us explain", Abhimanyu takes a step forward towards me but I just step back.
"I don't want to. Everyone lied to me, simply lied", the irritation returned. "I didn't expect it from you Char and not even you Bhai. Maybe I'm simply so gullible that everyone stamps all over me with lies"
"That is not true", Char cries.
"Please save your lies for someone else. Now I actually see the real you, you came all the way to here because of my brother. I should've known this. You were never my friend, you always were with me because of him. Tell me Char do you even love him or it's just your another move towards fame? I mean you always wanted to become an actress, right? What a good way to achieve the spotlight!"
"Ahira enough", Abhimanyu shouts in anger.
"Oh don't you dare tell me enough. You are defending her against me? Against your own sister? I guess mom's not the only one dead for me"
"Ahira don't say things like that. Would you please listen to me?"
Somehow I am not looking forward to their so called explanation. "Neither I have the time nor I am interested. You both are selfish, unworthy and actually good for each other because people like you deserve each other"
"Ahira you're crossing the limit now", Abhimanyu sternly spoke.
"Oh I am crossing a limit really? Everyone betrayed, treated me like a game and I am the one whose crossing a limit. Bravo!"
I added, "I'm leaving you both. Have a great night and Char don't bother calling me your friend again. You're dead for me, even you Bhai"
Coming out of the house I take a deep breath in. Tears starts falling again. I've cried so much today that the tear marks are already imprinted on my cheek.
Am I really that bad that everyone I think is close to me always deceives me. I should make a promise to myself, never let anyone in your life. Whenever someone tries to get close to me run away from them. I guess this is the reason why Mom also went away from me. Maybe I'm not worthy of someone's love.
With a heavy heart and tired self I slowly started walking. The further I took a step, the house looked more blurry. I have no idea where I was going but I kept walking.
I almost reached a market place when a black car suddenly stopped beside me. Before I could react my mouth was covered with a cloth and my nose was forced to inhale a chemical, it was chloroform. Hands immediately grabbed my arms, pushing me inside the car.
I struggle to move away but the Chloroform starts its effect and everything in front of me becomes blank.
Third Person's POV
Randheer was sitting on the bench inside the locker room. The same locker room where he just few minutes back was celebrating his victory and gave a parted kiss to Ahira.
A part of his was angered on himself for not telling Ahira the truth yet the other part knew this would happen all along.
He took a long sigh hoping he would slightly comfort the numbness and the pain. Even though the wounds were from the match were still hurting he didn't care to put any ointment on them because the pain of the wounds and his heart ache was the same.
He knew it was stupid of him to keep such a thing from her. But in all honesty how do you tell someone you love that they made a big mistake. The biggest of them all that is haunting their future.
However deep down the question he was asking was how did Ahira got to know about all of this? It wasn't like he was going to hide something for the rest of his life but he wanted to tell on his pace. This led him to believe that someone had told his secret. Who?
"I see your flavor of the month ran away"
He didn't need to look up towards the voice to know who it was. By this point he was pretty much familiar with the taunting voice. "Walk away Anushree. I'm not talking to you"
"Oh but darling you have to. You can't ignore me like that", her voice sounded a little closer.
"Watch me! I'm really not in the mood to talk to you"
Instead of being angry she replied with a snide remark, "how many more to go Randheer?"
The comment forced him to look at her. "What do you mean?"
"First it was Pranvi, then my sister, then me and now Ahira. How many more girls to go Randheer?"
"You were never there. Also it is none of your goddamn business!" Anushree brought the worst emotions inside him. He was already on the edge of his frustration.
"Oh really because you got me pregnant, that makes it more of my business"
Exasperatedly he replies, "and how many times I've asked for forgiveness. I made a mistake and I am guilty for that!"
A silence fell over his lips. Could she tell her? Oh God! "You! You were the one who told Ahira. Why did you do that?" The frown lines were about to pop out of his forehead.
The vile smirk broadened on her lips, "I thought you'd never ask. I was just talking to someone and she was apparently eavesdropping? So I thought why not soften the blow for her"
He immediately stands up, "Why are you so hell bent on ruining my life?"
"Darling why can't you understand that you love me?"
Randheer bursted, "I don't and I never will, love you. Anushree I am genuinely sorry for all my actions. Please forgive me"
"I don't want your forgiveness. I did everything to make you mine. I even moved you away from my sister"
A crashing sound comes from outside the locker room but none of them move to see what it was.
Randheer continues, "No! I thought I was in love with Drishti but it was just an infatuation. It is not even close to what I feel for Ahira"
Realisation hit him, "I love Ahira. Gosh I really love her and she loves me"
To him it meant that if she loves him. She'll definitely forgive him. Isn't that what people in love do? Forgiving each other and moving on.
"I have to go"
After Randheer walked out of the locker room Anushree stomped her foot on the ground, "You are mine Randheer and no one can take you you away from me. No one can!"
He was like a man on a mission rushing outside Omega High but stopped when he heard his name being called.
"Randheer!" He was surprised to see Rudra running towards him.
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Rumble With Love [Puncchbeat Fanfiction] ✔
أدب الهواةSometime you find LOVE in a battle field. OMEGA HIGH, a prestigious school who holds a very prestige position among the top schools, home for the elites and their heirs teaching discipline and giving knowledge to students who truly want the meaning...