Frazzled Rose

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'I guess I kind of like.', I muttered slowly under my breath, and bit my lower lip,  while gawking Esha with nervous eyes.

'You what?', she spoke with a hushed tone, with her eyes gawking out at me, with her pupils at their biggest size possible, and lips left ajar.

'See, that's the reason I was nervous to confess it to you.', I made a crying face.

She immediately closed her mouth, coming back into her senses.

'Ok I am sorry. But what did you really just say?', she spoke in a hushed tone.

'You heard that very well, right?', I exclaimed irritatingly.

'Yeah I did. But I don't understand. You just met him yesterday, neither did you have had any conversation with him. Then how, I mean....', she fell short of words.

'That's the reason I was not sure. Maybe just some kind of gender attraction?', I said under my breath, really unsure about my feelings.

'Maybe. He's handsome, though. It might be a possibility.', she shrugged her shoulders.

My phone buzzed under my palms, indicating a new message for me. I swiped through the lock screen of my phone, and my eyes fell on a message notification, from Krish bhai.

I guess you need to get back home, ASAP!

'Some kind of a emergency, maybe.', I gasped reading the message.

'What's wrong?', she asked worriedly.

'No idea. Krish bhai wants me back home immediate.', my stress was increasing with each passing second, thanks to my birth defect of overthinking.

'You know Krish Radhika, don't you? Such a prankster he is. Trust me, he might be just pulling out some other prank. Don't worry.', she never takes Krish bhai seriously, does she?

'I don't know Esha. I feel from the bottom of my heart that this is not just some prank. Maybe we should go.', she sighed listening me and stood up on her feet.

'As you say, your highness. Later don't blame me for not warning you beforehand, in case it turns out to be some ugly prank of his.', she said in a loud tone, dragging her feet towards her Triber.

'Are you sure you and Misha are not sisters? You both have got the same talent to piss the hell out of me.', I rolled my eyes, and she gave me nothing but a fake smile.

'What if it's dada ji's health issues? Or what if anyone had some kind of a injury? Or Meera had her Masters result coming out in these days, what if she had a bad result? Or what if...........', my overthinking was at it's peak, which was annoying my friend.

'Shut up. You are doing nothing, but just over complicating things. Can't you just sit silent? Or you want me to sew your lips?', she shouted, her eyes scrunched irritatingly. 

'That's not under my control, Esha. And I.....', I tried to defend myself, but seemed like she was in no mood to listen.

'Chup. And please let me focus on driving, else if it bangs, it's gonna be on you. Remember that.', she shushed me.

'Fine.', I said slowly and sat with a grumpy face, with finger on my lips.

'That's like a good girl. Now don't move until we reach home. Understand?', she was ordering me as if she was my teacher.

Hey! Even I am teacher, not just you. But messing with her currently would feel as if I myself will invite a bull to throw me miles away. I just nodded like a obedient kid.