my girl chapter 9

My Girl

Chapter 9

Phone

Emptiness …

She left

And he felt that leaving like that…was so strange…

He doesn’t know why but he doesn’t like the way she’s gone like that…why she left like that???…

He touched his cheek where she draws a kiss before leaving…

The warm of her lips still on his cheek…

“I will wait for your call”

“you like me?”

She’s enigmatic…she’s maybe crazy but at least, she’s saying it all…

And he’s pathetic…

Why he doesn’t even try to retain her…

To say even “good bye” or “see you soon” to her…

He stands like that…

Like he was sure she will stay…

She will spend the day with him…no…she will spend the life with him…it’s craziness…what he was thinking…

He doesn’t find the fact that they shared that little bed strange…Not at all…but he finds the fact that she left him, suddenly, like that, without taking her coffee with him that morning…so strange…

And that’s really strange…

What if he really liked her?

of course he liked her...

but what if he's feeling more than simply liking her???!

No…of course, no, he can’t!

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She still wearing his warm t-shirt above her dress…against her skin…it does warm like his arms…no…his arms…it’s something else…

She shouldn’t feel all this for him…

He’s refusing her…

Yes, he’s attracted to her, she can feel it…but maybe it’s just desire…

But…

 only desire???...really???

No!

Yesterday…he was an angel…hugging her…wiping her tears with his own hands…

Making her melt in him…

In his little simple universe of him... she forgets everything that’s why she wanted to be with him…in that moment…

Feeling protected and safe…near that man who has that aggressive…still warm gaze…

His eyes reflecting his emotions…

She reads him like a book…

Sometimes she gets scared…she reads more than she should read…

Something so intense about him…

In her room…she locked herself there…she wanted to be alone and think…

In her bed…

She covers herself, again…closes her eyes…

She saw him…

His image can’t go from her mind…

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Khushi…

And that photo…

He spends a week…trying to meet Garima…

He knows Garima since 2 years…

She’s a neighbor

and his buaji’s friend…so of course he knows her…he knows her face…she doesn’t talk so much…

Garima…is the same one in the photo…

Same face in the photo…

 Same woman in the photo next to the little Khushi…

But what was enigmatic about this woman was she spends all her days praying…

In the temple…

Or locking herself in her house…

he hadn't the chance to meet her, yet...

He asks Buaji about her, she ignores everything about her past...what she only know that she was living in Lucknow and she's here to find a job (a woman in her age??) 

he wanted to meet that woman, naturally, he needs to see her eyes…her face…to be sure…

Khushi??!

What if…

What if she was her mother???!

He can’t think about this too much…

If she’s really her mother???

First, he should be sure then he should tell her…

But…that Garima is nowhere to be seen…

When he’s all the day working and coming late, she’s in her house…

And Arnav was waiting for an opportunity to see her…

He should be sure, very sure before talking with khushi about it…

The paper with her number…

He keeps watching that paper…whenever he gets the chance…

He does dial her number…with Happy Singh phone…

Many times like a fool and then repented…

what he goanna say??! and why he will call???

He thought she forgets him…many days without any chance to see her…

It’s been almost  two weeks now…

He ignores…ignores this inner fight…with work, work and work…

His work with Happy Singh is developed and now…he has no time even to take a breath in those days…

That was good…

No that was better…

No coke in the house any more…

It helps…

And that paper with her number…

He hides it from himself, in his closet…like a teenager…

He hasn’t any reason to call her…

But…damn it…he can’t stop thinking about her…

“I will wait for your call”

Now, he’s sure she stops waiting…

And then…what? If she stops waiting then…it’s better like that…for him...

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For Khushi all the days are like each other…

She hated her phone…

Keeping all the time her eyes on that damn phone…

Waiting for a call which will never come…

She tried to ignore, to forget but…

Everything reminds her him…

Her car…

His t-shirt…she keeps it, always next to her…in her bed…

She never felt this way with anyone else before…

She is even unable to find a name to this emotion she’s feeling towards him…

She missed him but wasn’t able to do anything…

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When Arnav knew that Garima is in the temple that evening…

He decided to follow her there…

The only chance to see her…

Finally…he goanna see her…that Garima…

It doesn’t take so much time to recognize her…

A copy from the photo…

Still time has consumed her beauty a little…

And she doesn’t has that smiley expression like in the photo…

Arnav just by seeing her…has the confirmation…

Still…

He’s thinking how…how can he even introduce to khushi this matter or even ask this woman…

He should maybe see that photo in Khushi’s phone again…

He so want to have a copy from that photo to show it to Garima and then when he asks her

For now, he decided to meet Khushi…

The bike was there…

It’s evening time…

Probably he will find her in her home…

He still remembers where she lives…

And calling her wasn’t really good after two weeks without doing so…

He just wanted to see that photo again…

That’s it and to that, he should see Khushi…

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The most beautiful thing that could happen to you is the thing that you never expect to happen to you and it happens like by magic…

This evening, after work was so boring for Khushi…

She wanted only to work to don’t have to think about anything…

But today not much work…so she decided to come back home and just sleep…

When she stopped her car before the main door…

First…she doesn’t see him…

She see him only when she was searching the keys in her purse to open the door…

She felt like a shadow is standing before her…

And she looked up to see…

It’s no one other than him…

The person that she waited for him all those long days…

When he said:-hi!

She looks straight in his eyes…

And then she was hurt because he’s so late…

She’s angry…

She was about to smile, to hug him, to touch him but she repented and then she continues searching the keys, indifferent…

She continues opening the door with the keys…

And Arnav was admiring her but he wasn’t able to understand why she’s not talking to him and why she’s ignoring him, like that…she was the one who wants to see him, again and here he’s before her…he waited all those two hours only to see her, to meet her and look what she’s doing…

When she was about to enter her mansion…

He holds her wrist…

Arnav:-Khushi?

she looked at his questionning eyes but she doesn't lose it...

Khushi:-who you are?

Ar:-what?

-let off my hand! I don’t know you!

-Khushi?

She looks at him and acts like it’s the first time she’s sawing him…

-it’s me Arnav!

-who is Arnav? I never meet someone having this strange name!

-this is not funny, Khushi!

-how it comes you know my name?

-enough of this stupid game, please!

-ok! Let off my hand!

When he lets off her hand…she tries again to enter…but he holds her hand, again and this time…he closes the door also…taking the keys from her other hand…

She looks to the other side, not facing his chocolaty eyes…he’s looking at her and seems to be angry against her behavior…

-I want to enter my home and you're stopping me!

-why you’re behaving like this! I’m here to see you…why you’re like that?

-Oh really?!... You’re asking?

-yes, I’m asking damn it!

-give me the keys! I don’t want to see you neither to talk to you!

-Khushi! enough of this childish behavior!

-childish behavior?

-yes!

-ok! you can have the keys!

She walked away, ignoring him…

He follows her…

And walked next to her…

Kh:-two weeks? Why? Is that too much effort to call me?

He understands it all now…

Kh:-I know….I know… We have spend only two days together, few moments but…you think you don’t have to call me?…right after I left your home that day, you should have called!...

She was walking, talking without giving him any gaze but just speaking like that…

He likes her craziness…

She’s so cute…

Especially in another dress of her fresh, lovely dresses she used to wear…

This time is baby pink…

He likes when she keeps her hair like that…

She looks like an angel…a so beautiful angel…

And he felt like it is like it’s their date number 1000 and she’s blaming him because he’s late…

He walked faster than her…

And then stands before her…

She looks at him…

-why should I call?...I don’t have anything to say if I call!

-really? And why you’re here?

when he doesn't answer, she continues her way, walking...

some breeze comes to make her hair fly and it totally covered Arnav's face...he can smell her scent...fruity and soft scent...

he stops walking...

she stops also ...like she felt it...

she arranges her hair...behind her shoulders and looks at him...

Arnav was just closing his eyes...feeling her hair...

and when he felt there is no hair, now...

he opens his eyes...

she was starring at him...

what the...

he wakes up from that dream and looks at her...

Khushi:-why you're here??

-to see you! I have to talk to you!

-talk!

She’s angrier now…

-woo…well…can I…Khushi…

What he will said to her now…give me your phone? Show me the photo of your mum? …what?

-Khushi! I want to buy a phone like yours and I want to check out your phone!

-what?

She almost yelled…

It’s totally stupid but what? he should do so!

-yes! I want to see the quality of the photos in your mobile!

-get lost!

She pulled back and then walked towards her mansion in the opposite direction…

He runs to come to her level and walked next to her:

-Khushi! please! It’s important!

-go to a shop and they will show you! (she answers coldly, angrily)

-Khushi no! listen!

she stops:

-what’s all that! All that because you’re so arrogant and you don’t want to said that you missed me and wants to stay with me for awhile? Is that so hard?

-no!...it’s not like that!

-then what?

-we need to take a coffee and I need to talk with about an important matter!

-an important matter about my phone?

-no! about a photo in your phone!