Loving the wrong guy✔

Messed Up Then Cleaned

Chapter - 19

Messed up them cleaned



❤️ Aditya ❤️

Comfort was all I wanted, and then being in her home and even sleeping beside her, no matter if there was a pillow taking enough space, I was in peace.

When she offered to cook something for me, I couldn't say anything to her, just shock and then sudden happiness rose in me after all that happened, and next she placed the bowl of rice in front of me which tasted so good, or I tasted maybe love in that.

I talked to her, ate what she cooked and I forgot everything which was keeping away my ease.

Her stopping me and then allowing me to sleep gave me great peace and with each moment it became impossible to go away from her.

I faced her back, laying in content in her bed, thinking what if that little distance was removed and she too willingly embraced my touch. All these things made to speak up the truth to her.

"Alia. " I called her and noticed her flinch but not turn to face me, still made me to continue, " You are very nice. Not beasty! "

For a moment, I felt she was asleep when I was in thinking process though her flinch showed she was awake, but after a couple of seconds she moved and slowly turned towards me, and in this process her flawless and long legs covered with sheets showed up to shift my gaze at them. Though the lights were off, moonlight through the open window poured over us to give us the sight.

She sighed and then pulled over the sheet to cover them, which again turned my attention to her beautiful brown eyes poking in exasperation.

" I didn't mean to... "

She cut me off, rolling her eyes and saying, " Fine. " I gave her a smile for thanks and she returned the same.

The way she was different to me, was all because I was different to her than usual, and I knew it.

Sometimes situation changes you forever or at least causes mood swings, and I had the mood swings to act that way which I perfectly found her liking this way.

We watched each other for long, not saying anything still talking. I let her know enough about me and my family things by coming at hers as I found her studying me deeply.

"You were saying something, " she said instantly with the blank look and I was so dumb to speak anything to give anything more about me.

It was better to keep her away from learning the things she was asking and I was giving away. I shifted a bit and said, " it was nothing much. "

She closed her eyes in irritation, maybe and didn't open them again, and all I did was waiting if she did open to say something for I couldn't dare to speak up.

Watching her beautiful and shining face in the moonlight gave satisfaction and I slipped into the sleep with content.

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Sunlight was piercing my eyes badly and I had already instructed Bunty, boy who did small bits of ours, to always pull back the curtains of the window, which on purpose were pulled away by dad occasionally to awaken me early.

I mumbled in irritation, " Bunty! Pull the curtain, " when my hands sensed the softness with warmth beneath them.

I moved my hands over the soft surface, trailing over it, feeling the smoothness I snuggled closer to the source, and as I did my whole body embraced the warmth of it.

I rubbed the surface slowly and felt the surface catch my hand.

No surface catches your hand back!

My eyes snapped open to find I wasn't home, and see her back pressed against me and one of my hand was on the smooth surface: her arms which she caught in sound sleep, and other hand was beneath her waist circling it.

Overall, we were getting the warmth of each other and were very comfortable. Atleast, I was.

I peered at the side view I got of her face which was so calm and carefree engulfed in harmony.

I drowned my face under her silky hair, taking in the fragrance from them and taking care not to move much too.

She shifted and I raised my head to see if she was awake but no, she wasn't, and then moved back pressing against me. I hugged her from behind and she too let me in sleep.

It was all I wanted. Comfort. Satisfaction. Love.

I watched her face endlessly when I felt her move, again wondering if she was awake and this was to end, and she did wake up this time.

As she turned to look back, I closed my eyes pretending to sleep, not that I was fearing her to kick me but I didn't wanted her to feel anything not good about me. For a couple more second she was just beside me. Maybe she was so shocked.

Did she like it?

She grabbed my hands and moved away from me and slipped off the bed. I wanted to open my eyes to watch her but I restrained.

I heard her hustle with things and away from room.

Opening my eyes, I looked around me. She was in the bathroom.

I know, I was smiling. I was happy to had come to her.

I hopped from my bed to my phone. I knew Big B was worried about me. I called him and he received within a single ring, concern covered his words.

'Where are you Adi? We tried to contact you and you do This. Now, wherever you are just come back and I'm home. ' By This, he meant running away and changing the contact number.

' I'm not going home bhai. ' I simply said. Atlest until she don't kicks me out if her house.

' Where are you? '

' Alia. '

He took long time to reply back. I knew he was shocked hearing that I was in the girls place whom I bragged a lot and she disliked me.

' Alright. But we need to talk. Come at CCD now.'

' 11:00.'

'Okk.'

I didn't knew the reason of the talks dad wanted to do with me but after meeting bhai I was to know.

I sat on the sofa, looking around me. She had her small house properly arranged and neat, carrying a bed, small dressing table, study table with books and lamps placed accurately, sofa with small circular table in front of it, cupboards, racks and the sweet pictures in her wall, teddy in her chair.

I walked to the dinning hall to go to kitchen but someone sweetly singing behind the door, adjacent to kitchen made me to stop.

'Joganiya.... Joganiya.. Tu jogi me teri Joganiya..... '

Bathroom singer!

Still enjoying, I entered the kitchen knowing nothing what to do. I found the cart of milk on opening one of the shelves and thought of making coffee for us which I thought I might do well.

I took one of the pan and emptied the milk in it and placed it in the stove. Next I searched for coffee and sugar in the shelves and I found them after ruining the arrangement of the jars there. I lost my attention in the search and the milk boiled out of pan, allover the counter.

I ran to save the left out milk, cursing 's**t' and caught the handle of the pan bare handedly and felt the hotness, jumped backward turning the whole pan and spilling the milk everywhere, and hitting someone as we fell on the tough ground.

"Fuck.. " I blurted and listened to her yell, "Ouch.. Ohh god. What the hell were you doing? "

She looked around and anger flashed in her eyes. We tried to stand up, colliding with each other and helping to get up. She then took the rapid glance through the kitchen: Shelves, counter and spilled milk.

"You ruined the whole kitchen. God!" she raised her hands in irritation when I noticed her wet hair dripping water over her arms and face. She wore the small yellow, off shoulder top and black shorts. She was looking so beautiful.

"And stop looking at me That way, " she said eying me with her hands on her sleek and curvy waist.

My eyes shifted finally from her bare legs and waist to her eyes and I blurted, " I will clean up the mess. "

" Have you ever done that? " She narrowed her eyes and my silence spoke enough. I had servants at home and they did everything.

" No! Of course it would be no. So I forbid you to do experiments here! God! What will I do? " she said looking the mess I created.

The burning sensation in my hand caused me to blew air to it and she noted it and asked," what happened? Are you burnt? "

Snapping my hand, she took a look and her face contorted in pain and I received the cold blows from her.

" Come. " She said and pulled me by my wrist and made me sit on the sofa, and then ran to her cupboard and took out the first aid box from the drawers. I saw some hand written and decorated papers hanging on the insides of the door of cupboard.

I wrote diary and she had the habit to write her things in papers and hang in the cupboard door. I urged to read them but I knew I wouldn't be allowed to and there was no cleverness in spoiling the moment when she was taking care of me.

She opened the box and took the burn cream and applied in my hands, again blowing air from her mouth.

" Is it hurting? " she asked in concern and love in them.

" No. Not now when you are blowing air. " she giggled and blew again.

Leaving my hands, she stood up and said, " You wanted tea or coffee? "

" I was making coffee for You. " she licked her lower lip, staring me and mumbled, " coffee.., " and marched off to the kitchen.

I looked at my hand smiling and followed her to the kitchen.

I saw her standing with her back to me and before I could say anything, she sang, " I don't need help!"

I laughed and she turned back and spoke in the commanding tone, "Go and get ready for college! I have already kept the things you would need in the table."

I looked back and spotted the toothbrush, tongue cleaner and towel in the table which I didn't know when she kept. I faced her and said, " I am not going college. I have to meet bhai at CCD today."

She made the small "o" from her pink lips and I added, " And I need to rush to get fresh before my coffee is made."

I picked my things and rushed to the bathroom and cleaned up and as I had no other clothes I dressed myself again in those clothes I was already wearing. Please don't shrink your nose!

When I came out, I found her sitting in the chair dressed up but her hair in bun with two coffee mugs and plate of roasted bread and butter, and upma, and basket of fruits placed in the table.

I headed to the kitchen and found the mess cleaned up with everything in place. I turned to her in admiration and exclaimed, "How can you be this fast!"

She Shrugged and said, "Tada, " spreading her hands to view what she made.

I paced to take my seat saying, "Great! If I learn to do these, I will do it for you too, which surely I will."

She smirked and said, "okay."

"I will. " she laughed this time.

" I ain't kidding. "

She laughed out loud and said," Okay."

" Well you sing very sweetly. " I giggled and she glared understanding. Upon that I concentrated on my food.

Later with little suspicion and undecided she left for college with two minds. She gave me the Key to the lock after lot of discussion of who would return early so I don't have to wait which I kind of won.

I watched her car pull off from the main gate through the window.

It was 9:30 and I had to take taxi to go to CCD for I left my car in college the day before.

With the thought of going at 10:00, I took out my phone and surfed net which turned out to me that I wasn't in mood to internet, very rare thing it was, when my eyes snapped up to cupboard and what was inside called me.

I moved the handle of cupboard and it opened to my surprise.

I looked Inside the door and it was covered with pictures and papers written in beautiful handwriting.

Love is life.

Learn swimming and guitar.

First day sucked : kick his ass(The ultimate mission.)

Ignore stupids and jerks.

Kiss in the lift: Hate him.

Though she had the reason to be but I wanted her to love me.

Dhruv, Mr. Serious and Him, not good but I like his playfulness. Still Not at all them.

She liked my playfulness? That was good but she even thought of freak, it irritated me.

His mysterious black eyes.

My mysterious eyes? I wondered why she wrote this.

Diary : Know him.

My eyes widened when I read it. She stole my diary. How could she do that? She had no right to read that.

Possessive : hit my friend.

Yes, I was Possessive for she was mine and if anyone laid eyes on her, I would punch his face hardly.

But she had my diary and I wondered how much she read. I started to excavate my diary in her cupboard.

I checked all the drawers of the cupboard, and when I didn't get it there, I turned towards the study table, drawers of the table beside bed to get nothing but after running my head it occurred to me to check under her clothes. She took long to open the door and I made she hid it there.

I turned her clothes and found my diary. It was locked but she knew it was mine and outside nothing said the same. I remembered writing my name Inside.

But she stealing my diary was all I couldn't digest.

I kept my it inside my bag and walked to meet bhai, deciding to question her later when I return from bhai.

It took me twenty five minutes to reach CCD. Bhai was sitting in the corner seat and I walked towards him.

As he saw me, he stood up and hugged me tightly saying, "Are you okay?"

I returned his hug more tighter than him. " I am fine bhai."

He tapped my back and pushed me to sit down beside him.

He sighed and holding my hand said, "Adi, dad cares for you even more than me. Any father would. You need to forget things and..."

" And forget that he killed my mother? He never cared for her and how would he for I don't respect him and is spot in the name of family? I don't want to hear him this time so I am not coming home until I feel like. "

" You don't know anything Adi. And you don't try to understand. Tell me one thing. Do you believe me? "

That was so obvious to answer. He was the one I always trusted.

" Always. "

He smiled pressing my hand and said, " Then believe me that we all love you and care for you so much and 'we' includes dad first in the list. Know it. "

I didn't know what to say. I always trusted and listened to bhai but in case of dad, I wavered to have his belief for he misunderstood dad.

" What for dad wanted to scold or talk to me? "

Bha's eyes stared me and mouth didn't wanted to say that. But when he did, I was to be in the court with judge as dad.

" Dad got something in you room which was kept very hidden inside the under rack of your cupboard when dad got your cupboard cleaned. A packet containing something white powder in it. And then cigarette, packets of condoms. And he got worried for his son. He couldn't let his son ruin his life again taking wrong path. Before that he saw his son forcefully kissing the girl in back of hall which he ignored considering it to be a thing boys do and would learn if given time. He ignored how his son treats him. But he couldn't ignore him when he is smoking and worse taking drugs. "

With each of his words my heart thumped and I counted my mistakes.

I was taking drugs, smoking, fighting and f*****g around with random girls two years back just to irritate dad. I remembered the crave I had for them and what worse it led to. My father left me in a rehabilitation centre to cry in pain alone. I shook off the memory as it was suffocating me this time. But not this time, I was taking in drugs.

" I don't drug now. I sometimes smoke and...., " I could not trail the words watching him in great uneasiness but still added stammering collecting strength," use.... con..oms. I kissed Alia..cause... because.. I love her. Bhai. "

" Are you telling me the truth? About drugs? I know you are not taking it but I want to listen that from you. " He asked me still with care, no trace of anger in him.

I didn't but still I don't why I felt guilty and my eyes went wet. Boys never suited to cry and that's what I knew but bhai always said there wasn't any demarcation for boys in it. He said one who cries off there pain are best and soft people and who liked tough person kicking around.

I know they were comforter made for me.

I said, "Yes. I don't drug. I swear... I.. ."

He hugged me and said joyfully, " I knew it. And that's why I wanted to talk to you in face. Now let's go home and talk to dad. Common!"

He stood up excited but I didn't wanted to talk to dad about this.

" He will accuse me all over again. I swear I am not doing anything. You tell him. " I said rooting at the place.

" Adi. Please! Dad is worried. Tell him yourself and see. You know he hadn't eaten anything. It will be fine. Believe me. "

I stood up for the last part he said and we drove home. Dad was sitting in the chair in the study room with his hands on the temple. Bhai pushed me inside and called for dad.

Dad looked up to him and then stared me for long and then said lowly, " sit here." He pointed the chair adjacent to him.

I sat. " Are you taking drugs, smoking and.." he stopped and I knew what he wanted to know. "Tell me."

"I ain't taking drugs now and that packet you got is very old I might have hid during rehab though I didn't remember doing so. I smoke sometimes. And I... Don't drug. "

He tried to grab my hand but I took them away so he pulled back his hands and said, " look at me. "

I did and saw stress and redness in them. He hadn't had the sound sleep like me, I assumed.

" I forbid you to smoke. Go clean yourself and eat something. Go! "

I didn't took another second and walked straight away from him to my room. I couldn't believe it ended this easily and quickly for the first time.

I took shower again and changed into fresh clothes. Then I had lunch with dad, mom and bhai. My all favourite dish were on the table.

Later I talked to bhai the whole day. I gave him every detail of how and what happened between me and Alia.

Except about diary.

Next day I was to talk to Alia. I urged to call her but kept my instinct because I knew if I call, I would ask her about it and better was face to face talk, so I controlled myself and slept to let the next day come faster.

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