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                                      Hredhaan

It has been fourteen days eight hours and nine minutes since that incident.

We go to the site daily, work together but it’s not the same anymore.

It’s very formal.

She doesn’t talk to me unless needed.

She is giving me silent treatment.

And for some reason I hate it.

Scream at me curse me hit me but don’t behave that I don’t exist it makes me feel unwanted.

I want her close to me.

Very close.

Just like our date night.

The moment I was smacked across my face was the moment I realized that I fucked up a big time. Even if I keep my feelings for her aside no one deserves such words. I almost felt disgusted by myself.

So I lied.

Used my dad’s cheating to clean the mess I created.

I have no regrets about that.

I knew I spoke everything impulsively and had no valid reason for my behavior but her approach towards the situation shocked me to the core.

Unknowingly she healed a part of me she didn’t break.

She sounded so mature.

She always surprises me.

Thanks dad.

For once you were useful to me.

I want my old aaradhya back.

But she doesn’t even look at me unless needed.

Your jealousy ruined everything.

I wasn’t jealous.

Sure.

I have no reason to be jealous.

I was just scared what if my plan is ruined.

Whatever helps you sleep at night?

These days nothing helps me sleep at night.

I haven’t said these many sorry s to anyone in my life as many I have told to her. Why is she so stubborn? And why am I thinking so much about her? Why doesn’t she leave my head?

Aaradhya Malhotra get out of my head.

                                        

                                         Work.

Hannah: Tomorrow at five am.
                                                          You: Why so early?

Hannah: Double checking on everything we did from the last 15 days.
                                                          You: Okay.

I wait for aaradhya to reply anything but she doesn’t reply anything till night. She doesn’t reply till dawn. She always replied to everything related to work.

Did something happen to her?

Is she okay?

Did she again get stuck in the lift?

But I remember she doesn’t use it anymore anywhere.

This woman always manages to get herself into problems knowingly or unknowingly. I always have to be extra careful around her.

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