I can't believe this! Someone is striving to assassinate me! Someone wants me dead!

Who could be that...who in the world sees this naive, nineteen-year-old guy as his opponent and attempt to murder me?

Well, I'm not that innocent though. If that punk has the guts to face me one on one, I would show him my strength of muscles by gladly injuring his bloody body. But no, this he/she had to pick up the method of harming me indirectly, which I'm no ninja nor am a hero of a movie to detect the blow arising before the impact of it had been settled in.

And so, to be put in simple words, I'm indisputably scared. Moreover, having no clue of when, where, and how will be the next move of that bastard or more apparently, my so-called 'grim reaper', I couldn't even fixate my mind on anything other than pondering upon the thousand ways the bastard must have constructed to get his hands on me.

Sighing in exhaustion caused by my dear brilliant thoughts, I slouch back my head on the parapet wall of the terrace, lazily glancing at the sun embarking on drowning in the horizon.

Shortly after arriving from the supermarket, I had isolated myself in my room, discharging my worries pleasantly by trying to view--All problems, one solution! That is the fantastic hentai. But surprise! surprise! The great Vicky, for the first time in his life, got bored watching it.

Just then, very coincidentally, Thikki who had entered my room, indeed to check in on me, got startled by the stripped anime characters. Then of course, without any other word, she slammed my room door and I heard her hurried footsteps as she rushed away as though she had beheld a murder.

Following that, I closed off the hentai and played some video games. It provided me with enough fun for the time being.

Accordingly, I had lunch due to Thikki's continuous knocks on my door. How sweet of her, I thought she wouldn't waste time insisting me eat after catching me scrutinizing hentai.

And throughout the meal, Thikki kept num and I had not been in a very nice mood to start a conversation either. Hence, the lunch had been no pleasure today.

Then again, I proceeded to play video games until my brain chastised me to cease it. Like a maniac, I had walked to the living room, hoping I could spend some time with Thikki but she had been so busy on her phone, talking with someone and when I had enquired about the person, she told me it was her colleague, Geetha.

Naturally, I would have been too delighted to chat with that Geetha, however, my mood had really descended, thus, I had asked her to carry on and tugged myself to the terrace. I had been lounging here for almost two hours and for some weird reasons I kept on reminiscing about my parents.

Should I go downstairs now? I could save Thikki's throat If I did so, otherwise, she would yell my name much louder, that, even the soaring bird would become deaf. "Vicky!!!" And here you go! A chuckle leaves my mouth involuntarily at her shouting.

Not to torture her throat more, I commence to stand up but pause when something hot lands on the length of my wrist. A tiny round pool of liquid. My eyes evaluated those circles intensely when another one slaps my shorts, wetting them.

It can't be...

I touch my eyes in a quick motion. I am crying!? But I don't feel sad though. This is odd. Hurriedly wiping my eyes, I make my way downstairs when another thunderous sound reaches my ear.

"Thikki, I'm on my way!" I yell back, and as swiftly as possible, I obtain the living room. "Tea and snacks are here, have it. Then, remember, you have college tomorrow, so do any work pending" Before I can talk back, she retreats to her room and shuts the door. Oh...is she angry over me or what?

"I have some office works to do Vicky" she peeks at me as she slightly opens her door. "Okay then..." I nod understandingly, while she shuts off the barrier, after giving me a small smile.

Silence. Something I despise. But now I was forced to undergo that. Finishing off the tea and snacks, I rush upstairs to my room, plopping flat on the bed.

Gosh, this is terrible. Thikki is also loaded with works! what will I do to pass time?? I don't feel like watching hentai or playing video games either.

Damn it!

I already want Monday to arrive, thus, I can hang out with my friends and enjoy! Oh wait, that idiot of my enemy wouldn't possibly try anything on me while I'm in college right? He better not, or else...what the hell will I do?

It's better to think he wouldn't cause threats on me in college. Always think positively!

Pulling those apprehensive thoughts out of my head, I ring Nithin. I can at least pause time by chattering with them! He picks up right away. "Bro! I was about to dial you..." unexpectedly, Nikki's exciting voice surged my ear.

"Where is Nithin?" I question in suspicion. "Washing his car. And can you guess why?" Huh?

"Cause it's dirty" I suggest and a burst of laughter radiates out from Nikki. "Good one bro! good one" she adds in between her snickerings.

"So the thing is, we both are planning to cherish our time in the club today." A wide grin spreads on my face. "But Nikki, aren't we kind of underage though? We should at least be twenty right?" Nikki replied to my query instantly.

"Bro, we own it so..." A giggle came following her words. I do know my twin friends are rich yet this is dang freaking awesome!

"Time bro?" I enquire, curiosity molding my brain. "9 pm. Let's rock it, bro! This is my first time going there. Dad and mom were always against the idea of letting us in the club. But as we both are nineteen now, Nithin and I somehow convinced them and got permission. And most importantly, we promised them that we wouldn't drink. Just dancing, vibing, and chatting around! You got it, right? No drinking." She finishes with a sigh.

"Well understood" just a little sip or one shot. No one can detect it, right? A small smile tugs my lips at the vicious thought.

"Can you pick me up on your way there? Thikki would beat me black and blue If I told her about this." She agreed instantly and relief heaves my heart.

We conversed for a few more minutes and as soon as I split up the call, my eyes scans the time. 6.30 pm.

How to sneak away without getting caught by Thikki? And that unknown enemy of yours.

I will make sure to cheat that bastard too. My eagerness to attend a club had already vanished the fear in me!

As the clock ticks the time away, I came up with an adequate idea. Tell Thikki I have an important project to complete and that I just remembered it. So please refrain from distracting me the whole night.

Splendid!

And without wasting any time, I exhibited my plan. Thikki seemed to not believe my words but I added some dramatical effect to it by straining my facial muscles and she, after a long moment of inquiry, which I handled very well, said an 'okay'.

"But you should have dinner. No objections over that" she says and shuts her room door.

Okay cool...

For the next couple of minutes, I keep myself busy by messing through my closet and finally found a perfect fit for the night.

White t-shirt, black denim overcoat, and black jeans.

Then my eyes stabilizes on the clock, 7. 30 pm. I guess I should freshen up now. Right!! I took my sweet time showering and hastily put on my casuals. And Thikki yelled from downstairs for me to have dinner.

And I did so.

The dinner was yet again silent but Thikki raises a query about my refreshed state. Genius me answered her with a nice line of a lie. "Felt very tired while working on that project Thikki. So took a bath" She nods her head, and doesn't pry me with further questions.

Soon getting done with dinner, I kissed Thikki very hard, and once I saw her struggling for breath, left her at peace. She is irresistible!! My Thikki...I love-

And you dare lie to her?

Well, It's for her good. She would be terrified If I go out during this time when some bastard is thirsting over my soul and apart from that, I don't think she would be certainly happy to have sent me to a club. Knowing her personality, she will pin me with lectures If she ever came to decipher this. So it's better to not let her know of me sneaking away to have a leisure time in the club.

At sharp 7. 50 pm, I deck myself out in the already sorted-out outfit, matching it with black sneakers. Did I look handsome? Ah, you wouldn't imagine how eye-blindingly stunning I looked.

Putting on my black ear studs, silver chain, and wristwatch, and springing my favorite perfume, fog, I impose an end to my grooming session.

Wait--My phone? Where are you? Looking around, I saw it sleeping on my bed. Grabbing that most essential thing, I plunge it into my slacks pocket.

Perfect! I smirk at my reflection in the mirror.

Now the crucial period begins! I tiptoed out of the house through the door in the kitchen, managing exceptionally well in not producing any little sound.

A sigh left my mouth as I jumped through the compound wall and landed creating only minimum noise.

It's easy than I thought so!

Quickly, I attain the street road. Human bustling was reducing bit by bit as I loitered for my friends to pick me up after I shared my location through mobile.

My buddies found me soon than I reckoned and a wide grin fiddles my lips once I notice Nikki peeking through the window.

However, my smile drops when it stucks on Kirti settled in the back seat. Vicky, life is too short to get worried over everything.

And I again flash my signature grin as I seat myself beside Kirti who gawked at me as If she wants to kill me.

Hm... by any chance, would she be that enemy of mine?

I once again strain my eyes on her and shake my head. She is not that type of human.

The car ride was soothing to my heart as we all chatted over, cracking jokes in between. Kirti remained silent but as it is her usual self, the twins didn't mind it. But only I know the real motive behind her tight lips...

Well, she will be alright eventually.

Time expired by and finally! We were inside the club. The low glow of the disco lights, DJs, the hyped-up people, dancing like drunkards but still, moderately good, plus those lined up varied types of alcohols...damn. This is fun!!!

Mingling with people has never been my problem, which is why I'm right now having a girl in my arms, who I don't even know except her name.

And you said, you are trying to change?

Thikki wouldn't ever know this, would she?

Besides, I'm just dancing with this girl, but that doesn't mean I am cheating on her or something. Thikki is the only girl who has my heart and she will always have it.

Next! A tiny shot of liquor. I swing the girl away to another fellow and order the aforementioned stuff at the bar counter.

The waiter provides me the same, and I gulp it in one go. Fantastic, well no going back from words though. I don't want to drink beyond the limit and lose my mind.

As I saunter over to my friends who are now chatting, lounging on a couch, someone tugs my denim coat and leads me into the crowd.

Is it my enemy?

I was so ready to shoot a punch on his--wait, it's her?

Kirti glares at me, as I look at her without blinking. "You won't change your opinion?" Processing her phrases, I shake my head negatively.

Is she deaf? I had clearly told her that I love Thikki.

"Kirti, you can find many other dudes here, look!" I point to the flood of people grooving to the song, surrounding us. "But none can be you" how touching.

"Who knows? First of all, you should give it a try Kirti" I grin. She sighs and stares down...all of a sudden, her hand hooks on my coat, pulling me down, trying to kiss me but who am I?

I'm Vicky, right!? And who do I belong to? !

Therefore, my hands, in an abrupt manner, shut over her mouth and pushes her away from me. She stumbles back and as If I'm the one who charged on her, she cries and turns away, only to bang her head at some girl and get cursed over.

Well, she deserved it!

I straighten my denim coat in a cool way and whirl on my heels towards my twin friends.

As I sit with them on the couch, Nithin narrows his eyes at me. "Is there any problem going on between you and Kirti?" Of course and I conveyed what had happened on our college day, editing out my Thikki's part.

"Oh poor her, let me go and look for her" Nikki rushes from the couch and enters the crowd.

I then analyze the time on my wristwatch. Already 10.10 pm?

"When will we retreat home?" I question Nithin and he thinks for a second before responding. "10.30 pm"

Oh no. I'm missing my Thikki.

"Okay then, I will book a cab and go home. Deliver about my departure to Nikki too. Bye buddy" I stride away before he can utter another word. I so desperately want to see her.

Standing alone in the corridor of the club, I gaze at the empty road. And the moment when I grip my phone to book a cab, some unknown number comes off on the screen.

I ponder for a few seconds about whether to attend it or not but then decided to go with the positive answer.

As I clung the phone to my ear, "you know what they say?" A dude's voice comes through the speaker. Shit, I shouldn't have attended this call, cause now I have to answer his ridiculous question of you know what 'they' say. Who the heck is the 'they'?

I can't deal with this joker now, I need to see my Thikki. I was so close to cutting the call but paused, 'Can't guess it, Vicky?" He chuckles and only now did I sense the danger his tone carries.

Wait-could it be that foe of mine?

Yes.

"Hear this well, Vicky. They say, If you want to hurt a person, steal the most precious thing they have. Be it a thing or human, a human..." I still at the man's words. The way he emphasized the 'human' doesn't sit well with me.

"You don't..." My words fade away when a distant voice yet so familiar enters my ear.

"Vicky!"

And a slapping sound. My blood literally boils at her sobbing. They dare to kidnap my Thikki. They dare to hurt her...bastards! I will rip their heads apart!

"Oh, hope you heard that. Nothing to be afraid of, we don't assault females. But the woman can't keep her mouth shut. It was just one hard slap on her face" I clutch the phone tighter in wrath.

"Leave her out of this!!" I strain the words out, my mind becoming a mess. "Then, prevail there, a car will soon appear there to pick you up." with that, the call went dead and a car, as said so, paused in front of me.

Only a driver was there. He looks destructive and scary. And I, without another thought except my Thikki's, hops in.

"Phone," he asks, having no second opinion, I handle him the same. Informing the police or uncle would be risky now. Thikki is with them. If something goes wrong, she will get hurt.

Idiot. Thikki's voice buzzes in my head. As she always says, I'm an idiot.

My fault...mine, I should have never left the house. I clench my head with my hands and bow down to my lap, resting my elbows there and suppressing the scream threatening to scatter out.

Because of me, she is hurt.

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