"Aunt Vedika, what are you doing standing there?" Amaya screamed at Vedika who was standing way behind her and Samir.
"You guys go ahead" Vedika responded with a loud tone.
Her eyes trailed round the airport, and her feet refused to move. Her hands were shaking and tears kept falling from her eyes. As she glanced around all she could recall was the first time she came to New York. How frustrated she were, how lonely she was. She wiped her eyes as she hurriedly walked towards Amaya and Samir. When they got to the waiting point, she stood right in front of the notification board, red light kept flickering the screen and she saw
"Flight to India --- 10.00pm"
She got lost in her thoughts staring at the screen. All she could recall was the curses her mother said to her the last day she was at India
"You can never make it in life, you will never have a home of your own. God forbid, I
Rohit Pov He walked away from the hospital and head straight to the car park. The thought of his mum's death still felt unreal to him, and the fact his dad just wanted to make up was insulting to her memory. He swore to not give him peace, he felt his father doesn't deserve to be happy. If ever he get his hands on the woman who made his mother like that. He started the car engine immediately he got in, looking to his left he found the picture of himself and Rai hung with a rope. It's probably the end of their relationship, he thought, maybe it's for the best. He miss him, He do really, but what could he say, he knew he fucked up, though he did not felt guilty about it. He just hate the fact that Rekha didn't deserved it. His relationship with Rai broken because of a girl who can't keep her pants on. He couldn't even believe this was the woman he had been dying for, for the past eight years. he hated to say this, but it was ever going to
Amaya POV She could sense Vedika's fear, the way she had been feeling so uneasy throughout the flight. It was as if she is running away from something. Amaya have asked her severally if she was alright but all she said was that 'she is fine.' But Amaya knew something was definitely wrong, the plane was air-conditioned but beads of sweats still formed all over her body. Anyone could clearly see something wasn't right with her, but she wouldn't accept it. "Passengers tighten your seat belt, we are about to land." The captain announced and Amaya tightened samir's seat belt, he was fast asleep. She sighed trying to ignore aunt Vedika but then when she saw her struggling to tighten her seat belt, Amaya thought to help her. She held the belt and pulled it out, then she clenched it together and her gaze slowly trailed Vedika's body and rested on her eyes. Amaya couldn't let out a pretend smile
She stood there staring at him shocked at his words, she felt a rage of desire burning inside her, her upper lips was dancing to the fury in her heart. Her lips was full of millions insults she would pour on him, but the words was overlapping, she didn't know what to say first. He had a sly smile on his face, the kind of look she hated so much, it reminded her of when Liam visited her home. Suddenly she felt a warm touch on her shoulder, and then a familiar voice that always soften her heart "Amaya, I see you guys have met" Vedika walked in from behind her, immediately she felt the fury in her heart slowly going down, but every glance at him, made it felt like she had missed a chance to win some kind of tournament. "Aunt Vedika" He hugged Vedika, and Amaya rolled her eyes at him, seeing the way he was so mindful of his posture. "Rohit, I've missed
She walked to the terrace and opened the curtains, from the terrace she could see the garden and a small pool at the side of the house. The flowers in the garden was decorated with little lights that hung on the branches making it look like suspended floral arrangements mostly for weddings. She walked back to the room and admired the paintings. The wall was painted with golden color and the furnitures was brown color. The vases and the chandelier were silver and the art pictures on the wall blended perfectly. As she turned around she was shocked to see Rohit standing right behind her. "What are you doing here?" He asked her. He was so damn mad with her, all he wanted was for her to stay away from him, but just few hours in his home he felt like he would never know privacy again. He couldn't even had his bath properly, disturbed by the footsteps of hers, feeling comfortable in his room.
"Hey" Kim screamed and got off pooja, he picked up his clothes and dressed up. Amaya was speechless, it wasn't as if she knew them, she just thought they were couples and would need some privacy. She attempted to walk out, but was dragging Rohit by his sleeve to walk out as well. Though he paid no attention to her, Amaya then pitched Rohit which made him screamed in pains, he looked back at her and furrowed his brows whispering "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "Let's go out" She whispered as well still dragging him by his sleeve. Rolling his eyes, Rohit walked right behind Amaya as they went out of the room. He was perplexed by what he saw, he couldn't believe that after Kim's feud with Rai over Rekha, he still went ahead and cheated Rahul by sleeping with Pooja. He wasn't upset, rather irritated that Pooja who always preached about faithfulness in relationships, was a
"Actually, he is one of my fiance's close friends." Pooja confessed, sighing as she kept looking at the floor, she knew it was a shameful thing to do, she wasn't proud of it. "I see, what about Rohit? I wasn't the only one that witnessed that." Amaya asked walking to the closet to hang her clothes. "That's not an issue, I Know Rohit well enough, he minds his business and he isn't a talkative, he is very quiet and avoid problems. He is the coolest guy I know." Pooja praised Rohit with a smile on her face as she stares intensely at Amaya. "Coolest, I doubt that, he is arrogant, and rude, looked foolish to me and certainly guys like him are players." Amaya pouted her lips then let out a small smile "Rohit isn't like that, he is arrogant-yes, rude-well not so much, a player-no he isn't, even if he isn't serious in a relationship he would never date two girls same time, instead he will call it qui
"Mind your business, I told you earlier." Rohit yelled at Sonia and walked out of the room dragging Pooja. Sonia was detested by how Pooja continually mocked her with her laughter in front of someone she haven't met before. She found it difficult to be close to Pooja and her clique's. She wanted a friend for herself, she humbled herself and came to introduce herself to Amaya, cause she thought that as a foreigner she would blend with the first person she meets. She pouted her lips as Rohit slammed the door behind them, and her gaze slowly travelled to Amaya's. "I'm sorry, we are actually friends with benefits, but I love him, that's what it is for me. And we've been together for years now." Sonia said to Amaya in hope to build a friendship and also a way of warning her not to go too close to Rohit as he was already taken. "I see, why do you hurt yourself like that?" Amaya asked as she sat on the bed.
"Why are you dragging me out? what's your problem?" Pooja kept whinging until Rohit released his grip on her "Get off" She blurted glaring at him and passing her hand through her dress. "What was that all about?" Rohit asked her making a sneer, he was disgusted seeing her of all people-cheating. "It was what it was, I'm not guilty about it. Rahul has done it lot of times to me, so why should I feel guilty?" She raised her brows and widened her eyes at Rohit. "But still, not his friends" Rohit sighed "You must be kidding me, haven't him slept with all my friends, he slept with all of them, and you are saying this?" Pooja questioned him "Not all of your friends, he didn't sleep with Rekha, she is your best friend, just like you shouldn't have slept with Kim , he is his best friend." Rohit roop at her. "You think, well let me burst your