《ONLY YOURS (#2)》CHAPTER 14
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" I didn't fell for his love, but the havoc he creates.
And I hate myself to the core that I'm again and again falling for his havoc. "
- Amaya
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Amaya's pov
" Amaya, are you sure you wanna go ahead with this plan along with me.? " He asked me with little bit hesitation as well as concern clouding in his eyes.
" Yes..! I will teach him a lesson. I'm not gonna back out from this plan, or by your side. I'm with you. "
" Fine. Be safe while dealing with them. Especially with the one whom we are targeting. Because we are still unsure about him. " He said and patted my shoulder as an assurance.
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" So you do have encountered with many good figures than me. Impressive. " he said with a look of impression.
The heck...
" How dare you to point fingers on my character. What you know about me Huh? You think that I walk around only to spread my legs for some fuckers ? That's not my character, nor did my parents teached me that kind of behavior. You are a fucking asshole who can't keep getting inside others pants. Such a pervert and womanizer you are... You know what.. You son of a bi... Aaahhh! "
I almost screamed at him, but before I could register, the car halted at the isolated road ahead and I was chocked to the window. I looked at him with wide eyes. His left hand around my neck in a firm grip. He looked nothing less than a beast at the moment. Eyes darkened as his jaw sharpened like a blade.
" Dare you to complete that word, or I will choke you to death. "
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I frowned at the voices that echoed and the visuals that is playing inside my head.
" Ammu.. Ammu.. You okay? Wake up sweetie. Ammu. "
I felt someone shaking me continuously. But nothing seems like working. I frown only deepened as the words started ringing in my ears.
" AMMU...! "
I woke up with a jerk as someone shouted at me. My eyes traveled around just to register where I'm.
Where the hell am I.?
' In Pluto. Isn't this planet beautiful. '
' Huh.? '
' Goddd.! You loose nut case, you are in your home. '
' Home.? Really.? '
' Obviously, and it's your own room. Just look at this queen sized bed, where the green chilli sized you sleeps like a pig. Look at those walls. Where your beastly beauty arts and posters have been filled. Most importantly, look around and see your family members. '
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I kept on blinking my eyes with a blank face. First my eyes landed on the bed.
Then at the dark red shaded sidewall which is filled with many posters, which of course gives chills to anyone else.
Then finally my eyes landed on the human figures that are sitting around my bed with concern filled eyes.
I looked at the left side. Well there were two figures. One male and another one female. I focused on both more than a minute.
Isn't that badi maa and bade papa.?
I very slowly moved my head to the right side. Well there also it was two. But it looks like both are females.
Isn't that Anu and Sriti.?
' Are you possessed by some showcase doll or something, that you are blinking and moving your head around at each passing minute. '
Umm.. It's not completely wrong though. I might be looking like that shitty blue-eyed barbie doll who keeps blinking her eyes at whoever looks at her.
Eww... I hate that thing.
I looked straight at the wall infront of me. It's the same greyish black wall opposite to the red one. The same smiley mask painting that I had framed and hanged over there.
What..!?
Yeah, looks creepy. But I though love it. It always makes me smile.
' Fuck.! It's my room. '
' Woww.. Happy realisation. What a dumbass of a genius you are. '
' Thank yo...What.? '
" I'm in my home.! "
" Ahhh..! Mumma.. "
I almost screamed the first part as I yanked my blanket above my shoulders. But wait, where did that other screaming came from.? I looked around and saw badi maa holding bade papa's hands with terror written all over her face. I moved my eyes towards Anu and Sriti.
Uh - oh.. Where are they.? That's when my gaze fell on the floor. Anu was almost above Sriti hugging her tightly, as if they both have seen some sought of ghost.
When did they reach on the floor.?
" What happened.? Is everything okay? " I asked them with too much confusion.
Of course I'm confused. Can anyone blame.?
Nah.!
" What happened, Really.? You crazy girl, are fucking out of your mind or what.? You almost gave us a heart attack by your screaming. Then you could have straightly attended our funeral and sang us ' Rest in peace to my lovely family. '." Anu almost lunged at me if only Sriti hadn't held her from backward.
I scrambled myself close to badi maa who immediately hugged me. I felt badi papa running his fingers through my head to calm me down.
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" Anu, shut up. Let her relax first. " I heard Sriti scolding Anu, who was again ready to lung at me.
" Oh come on. You should be assuring me to calm down. Because I'm the one who is at the verge of loosing my mind. " Anu said making a big pout as she leaned on Sriti.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Sriti rolling her eyes at Anu's drama. I almost felt sorry for her.
" Ammu.. Sweetheart, are you okay? " Badi maa asked me holding me by my shoulders.
" What happened Badi maa. Last night.. How did I reached here. I was at Hooda mansion. Then Shivaay.. He.. He took me out from there to drop me off. ? " I asked her with utter confusion.
" Wasn't I with him in his car.? Then how the hell.? Wait my clothes.? Who the hell did change my clothes? And.. And my hands no longer have any dirt stain.? " I almost freaked out.
Well, now I'm panting as if I had run some marathon.
" Ammu, Ammu relax. Yeah, you were with Shivaay last night. He dropped you off. You were asleep. He asked us not to wake you up. Because you weren't well. And you did had a mild fever too. And Anu and I changed you into this nigh gown, because your hands and clothes had mud stains. " Sriti explained to me calmly.
Asleep.. Really.?
' Chances are high, looking at your sleeping record. '
' Close you dumbass mouth. '
" And you know what Ammu, That Mr. Poker face carried you like a newborn baby and laid you here. Aww.. That was a worth watching scene. " Ammu said excitedly cupping her cheeks, and not to forget about the dreamy eyes she made.
" Newborn baby.? " I yelled at her with wide eyes and mouth agape.
" Ohoo.. Don't worry. You did had clothes on you. But the way he bought you made me feel like that. " Anu rolled her eyes at me with an annoying face.
" I came to wake you up. But you were sweating and breaths were heavy. I tried to wake you up. But you weren't responding. I got worried and shouted for everyone. That's why all of them came here. " Badi maa explained with full of concern in her eyes.
" Ammu, did you had a bad dream.? " Bade papa asked me with a keen look on his face.
" Umm.. I.. Kind of.. But, about someone who is with me. " I just trailed off turning my gaze towards the frame on the wall.
But now it didn't bought a smile nor peace in my mind.
" Hey.. It's okay Ammu. You are fine. We all are here. " Sriti hugged me snapping me out of my memory journey.
I smiled at her and hugged her back.
" Heyyyyy... You two can't just like that. Here I come. " Anu yelled and jumped on top of us making three of us to fall on the bed.
Only a second was left for us to break into a fist of laughter. After a while, Anu stood up with a jerk and looked at all of us.
" I need to reach office quickly. I do have some paperwork pending. And you idiot Ammu. It's your first day at the office. Your appointment letter has been mailed to me. See you at the office sissy. And bye all of you. " Anu informed me and ran out yelling all of us bye.
' Crazy running skeleton. '
I laughed at my mind.
" Ammu, by the way you missed a really important matter last night. " Sriti said giving me a sad face.
I raised my eyebrows as if asking what.?
" Niti aunty were on the line. That too video call. " She grinned at me, while my face looked like that I would cry at any instant.
" What the.. Why didn't you wake me up? It's been long that I have seen or talked to her. And bade papa, I'm saying that your sister is really greedy. For saving money, she is refusing to give me a call or receiving anyone's call. I'm not gonna talk to her from now on. " I complained like a kid making him laugh at me.
" Yeah yeah.. Fine. Then you are not gonna talk to her when she will be here after some months. Right? " He questioned me with a slight smirk.
" She is coming back.? Really. ? Oh God.. I'm so happy.. " I yelled at the top of my life and hugged badi maa and bade papa.
" Okay baby.. Now I need to go. Have an appointment with a designer. Bye. See you in the evening. " Sriti too bied me leaving the rest three of us alone.
I looked at both of them. But the smile on their faces have faded. Both of them looked at me with a serious concern face.
" What happened bade papa.?" I asked him looking straight into his eyes.
" He called me last night. "
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