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Mr.Wrong
Mr.Wrong
Author: Rithika Nayak

Chapter-1

Author: Rithika Nayak
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-25 05:14:55

Author P.O.V

“Motherfucking dog is what he is , damn it” she chugged her drink down . Her eyes were unfocused when she pointed her unsteady hand at her two best friends who were watching the show unfold . “ All men are the same . HEARTLESS CHEATING BASTARDS . Do you hear me? Heartless cheating bastards ” Casey screamed at the men sitting on a nearby table.

“Yes, that's what you all are . Cheaters . Bloodsucking vampires, you use women like chewing gum and spit them out after you use them”. She placed her glass with a loud bang , almost falling off the table. She joined her hands while looking up at the ceiling, blinking.

“If someone up there is listening, I wish all these men would suffer from crabs so bad , they would scratch it so hard that their dicks will fall off ”. She looked down and pointed a finger at them. “This is my curse on your species ”. She turned back to her friends leaving behind a group of mortified men with wide eyes who were left there holding their junks in fear . Her friends send an apologetic smile at them .

“Cruel cruel people.They can not tolerate true love”. she slurred, taking another drink of my gin . “What have I done, hmmm? I have given my all to him but he did ? He went behind my back with her. Ah ah ah ah . Herrr her.” she began to cry loudly without the care of the world while pulling the wine bottle close to her chest.

“What does she have that I didn't have? I took good care of him. I cook when he is sick , always call him to ask if he needs anything, remember every special date, and if he is sad I give him gifts. What is that I haven't done ? Am I so unlovable ?” she began to cry again.

“Nothing, my life, sweetheart, nothing. There is not a single thing wrong with you”. Her cousin and best friend , Zazu pulled some tissues and began to dab Casey's face . Casey took the tissues and started cleaning her face. The waiter placed a lemonade on their table.

“ Thank you”. Zazu held the drink for Casey .“Drink this ”. She made her drink it.

“ Just choose the wrong guys whenever she has dated.” her other friend, Deniz said . Zazu shot her a death glare as Casey again began to cry loudly.

“What?” Deniz asked as she put a grape into her mouth.

“We know you are a lawyer but do you always have to tell everything straight on her face ?”. Zazu brushed her hand on the back of Casey's head trying to calm her down.

“Deniz doesn't mean like that Casey ” . Casey blew her nose in the tissues and gave them back to Zazu making her cringe before she threw them on her empty plate . She turned back to her friend and took her hand.

“What Deniz is trying to say is …..”

“What I said is what I really mean . You have been boy crazy since college and let them walk all over you. Remember Henry , her first boyfriend. What did he do ?! He cancelled their date saying he was sick and when she…” She was cut off by Casey's grunt.

“Please do not make me remember those memories ”. Casey covered her face behind her hands.

“Let me finish . She went to his apartment and found another girl opening his door, dressed only in a drenched white shirt and after sometime when the sick baby boy did not get enough water fight he graced them with his presence only in a wet towel , asking his side chick”. Deniz dropped her voice, trying to copy Casey's ex boyfriend’s voice “ Sweetheart who is at the door”. She rolled her eyes. “ And like every other cheating boyfriend he said it is not what it looks like!” . They all burst out in laughter.

“God ! don't make me remember all those things. The shirt was so much see through that I could make out her nipple’s colour ”.she took breaths to calm herself down.

“And Billy , how can you forget Billy?” Zazu asked, pointing her finger at Deniz.

“He was not so bad, at least in his case whatever it was reached to a marriage proposal'' Casey tried to defend. Her both friends gave her a look.

“The dude stayed in his mother's basement at the age of twenty five” Deniz gave her a pointed look.

“There is nothing wrong with staying with your parents. I stayed with my mother and stepfather till the age of twenty and still stay with them whenever I visit” .

“The guy missed the dinner with you because he was busy playing PlayStation when he was supposed to meet you for dinner ”Saying Deniz popped another grape in her mouth.

Casey narrowed her eyes and tried to explain while moving her hands before them “It was the first time he did something like that”. Her friends both raised their eyebrows at her. Casey slipped back on her chair.

“Maybe he had done it a few times but but I made a huge scene. I could not let him walk all upon on me. We broke up”.

“And patched things up within two days” Zazu took a sip of her drink after shaking her head.

“Remember when he proposed Casey ”.

“ He proposed her in front of everyone on her birthday and she ran away. Aunt was so happy. She never liked Billy”.

“ I was thinking of dumping him for a while but felt bad for doing it but the proposal was the last straw” . Casey siped her lemonade again. “ It was the first and last time I ever dumped a guy”. She pressed her lips flat. “ I think God is punishing me for what I did to Billy because after that every guy I dated dumped me worse than the previous one”. Casey placed her chin on her palm .

“Talking about worst dumping then Garry has taken the cake”. Deniz crossed her legs.

“ She got saved from almost going to jail because of that guy”.

“We did not know what he was upto when he took Casey's car one night. I was suspecious of him from the beginning”. Zazu leaned back and crossed her hand over her chest. “ The police came to her house !! They found her car near an abandoned house outside the city with a dead body in the trunk of her car. Luckily the police investigated deeply into the case and found that boyfriend of yours otherwise you will be sitting behind the bars and it was not his first kill ”.

“ Ex-boyfriend! And do you always have to make me remember how bad my choice in men is” Casey pouted slightly and sit back in her chair crossing her arms over her chest like a kid . Zazu took her cousin’s hand between hers.

“Casey, my life we are just saying that rather than jumping on the next guy give yourself some time, focus on your career, do what makes you happy . Try to understand yourself ”.

“And please forget and stop talking Sam . You both have seperated for over three months. It's time to leave him in the past and move on”. Zazu and Casey both looked at Deniz who was munching her cucumber in irritation.

Casey leaned close to Zazu and asked “ What has gotten into her?”.

“She has to work with Paul on a case that is why she is irritated ”. They both cringed when Deniz bite cucumber like she is going to bite someone's head off. Zazu turned back to face Casey. “ But here we are talking about you. Remember what I said , give yourself some time ”.

Casey placed both her hands on the table like she is determined “ Ok, no more Sam . I will forget him. Tomorrow is a new day and you will meet a new Casey”.

“That's the spirit ”.

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