Marry Me

Chapter - 19 WHISPERS

His words are so soft, so sure it's almost as if he is nervous. Confident, smart, irritating Kiyansh I can deal with. Soft, vulnerable, Kiyansh is someone who makes me nervous, and I am sure my hands are sweating this moment. Thankfully Denver, like always saves me.

He suddenly starts jumping up and down, trying to get up on my shoulders. I laugh and pull him on my legs from one hand, laughing.

Kiyansh glares at Denver, and I joke, "You know I can marry you for him anytime."

"You can?" Kiyansh's expression changes sudden, he takes Denver from my hands and puts him on display as if he is a thing I am being offered to buy in a market. Denver starts barking head on. "Shhh I am doing something important here little guy and you are a big part of it." Denver instantly goes quiet.

"So Denver will be completely yours wouldn't you be Denver if mom marries dad." Denver nods his head and starts barking.

My eyes widen and heat creeps on my face, I point my finger at Denver, "Hey you were in my team."

"Tell him Denver you were because I wanted you to." Denver barks again.

My mouth opens in shock. "Oh my god you both played me, I am going home and you two can make someone else a fool."

I get up from the sofa for fun and Kiyansh let's go of Denver who tugs at my jeans with his teeth.

I shake my head at both of them.

Kiyansh smirks with a dimple on his face. "He wants you to stay don't you Denver?"

At this Denver for a second leaves my jeans, barks, and then again tugs at my jeans.

"Have you bewitched him or something for the time I wasn't here?"

Kiyansh gives me a small smile. "So you are staying right?"

The thought sends something unravelling in my stomach, something that would have made me run away. I think about the last words by grave digger. The words that I wrote because of Kiyansh, the words that I have been writing for years because of him, "You were just scared before, going to his favourite places when he isn't there anymore and now you are not."

And the word "Yes" hauls out from my throat.

The grin that passes on Kiyansh's face makes his face look like a sun chasing all the darkness away.

"Leave her Denver," Kiyansh says and Denver instantly let's go.

"Oh you little devil" I say and pick him up from the floor squealing with joy. My attention turns towards TV and I see the ending credits flashing across the screen, they made me forget about Ironman. I glare at Kiyansh who wiggles up his fingers in defence.

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We play for an hour more, then, Denver goes to sleep near our feet.

"You should change." Kiyansh says looking right at my eyes his eyes not moving even an inch anywhere else.

"It's okay I can sleep in my jeans."

"No I will give you my clothes, and I promise you it will not be Bojack horseman shorts." He says sarcastically then picks up Denver from the floor who sleepily rolls in his arms.

We start to move upstairs towards his bedroom. I hold onto the balustrade and tug myself up, nervous awkward energy zipping through me. It didn't feel so awkward when I visited him with his family or with Sahana. The thought of her falters my step as we reach upstairs.

And suddenly I regret my decision to stay, when I think about how many times she must have stayed over. Maybe even Denver likes her more and he pretends to like me because he misses her.

"Would you-" Kiyansh turns towards me with a smile that turns to a frown when he sees me. "Hey, all okay?"

"Yeah... I, I am just tired. Could you show me the room I am supposed to stay in and give me the clothes there?" The thought of going to his room and thinking about him and Sahana makes my gut wrench.

He doesn't say anything but looks at me warily. He moves through the marble doorway taking me towards a room with black wooden door and an electric thumbprint on the lock. He tells me to wait and goes to a room to put Denver to bed. He comes back and touches his thumb on it and clicking on a button telling me to touch mine.

"It's programmed yours too now." He says and turns to put his hands in his pocket biting his lips. 

"Okay" Isay and step inside, a big room full of light greets me. A king size Peyton bedstands in the middle of the room with a beautiful ivy patterned ivoryheadboard. Near the bed is a big  glass wall on the right, which provides a clear view of beautiful garden outside filled with Magnolia, Rosewood and palm trees. Instead of being at his house inside a room I feel like an alien to an unknown land. And all I can think about this moment is, how little I have known about my best friend, and how much someone else has.

The thought sends an uncomfortable twinge inside my stomach, it makes me turn to him and speak in a dismal tone, "Can you give me the clothes, I really want to sleep."

He nods and goes out the door entering into the room a minute later with a knock, holding a white t-shirt and black shorts.

I look at him and find him staring at me, but then he turns towards the bedside's end table and picks up a remote handing it to me before pressing on a button that makes the glass window blur with a black tint. "I have set the air conditioner at 26 as you like right? If not, you can change it to your own temperature."

"Okay. Thanks. "

He looks at me as if he is expecting that I would say something else, but I don't. I don't want to sound stupid or think about him and Sahana.

"Goodnight" I wave with a fake enthusiasm.

He stands there and I see the wave of storm passing in his eyes. His eyes turn hard, a shade of stone cold. His lips falling in straight line the dimple that was there some minutes ago in no sight.

It makes me feel stupid and angry at myself, but before I could say anything, he was out the door.

I sigh and go to the bathroom, and pathetically wrap my face around his t-shirt and take a deep breath. It smells so nice and feels so soft.

Did he also give this t-shirt to her?

I groan and almost throw the t-shirt away before realising that this is the only thing I have to sleep in. I longingly look at the bath tub and glass shower but decide to be off to bed before I make myself crazy thinking about her and him.

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