I walked upstairs and knocked on the opened door of my dear sister's room leaning against it casually I studied my nails.

"I was planning to take a picture of you but the angle really doesn't suit you "

Sana immediately turned around throwing the burning cigarette out of the balcony in the haste not to be caught.

"Had fun?" I said sauntering towards her. She gulped trying to move out quickly not before I grabbed her arm,
" Oh dear sister you always running off when I only want to do is have a little chat"

She glanced up at me nervously, I pulled her in a friendly manner to the closet floor-length mirror.

That had some gothic wallpaper. For someone who appeared so timid, she had bold taste in things. Her room had this dark witchy vibes design. Black dream catcher with black and white feathers above the bedroom it had a tree with long branches going up and up. Such a creepy thing to put there.

"Who looks pretty?" I asked rhetorically studying our reflections in the mirror. She wore a big-size dull blue sweatshirt and lethargic pants while I glowed in yellow midi and black boots.

She didn't look up just clenched her jaw and vigorously tried to pull her wrist out of my grasp. I tightened my hold on it.

"Come on look up it's not fun when you don't see for yourself that you don't have any competition with me yet you go around stealing my place" I hissed the last part.

"What does he see in you? Pity? Or is he just trying to get back at me finding the nearest no matter how pathetic but an excuse"

She yanked her hand out of my hold standing straight she lifted her face determined, "Get...out-t of-f my room"

"What?" I laughed in disbelief looking around the room.

Did she say that to me?

"This is-is my room, I said get out" She folded her arms. Trying to appear brave when her voice shook

I narrowed my eyes at her, "you won't speak to me like that. This is my house in case you have forgotten, everything is mine. Everything is mine" I repeated with a warning.
"Why were you with him? What were you doing? Had he called you or was it you?"

She looked away breathing hard, "Get out"

I observed her just because she went out with Dhruv did she think now she was better than me? How dare she forget her place.
I said viciously moving my hand up and down to her form.
"You are so lousy nobody likes you nobody wants you. Beside him, you look like a walking trash can. You don't deserve him you don't deserve anyone with this ugliness you carry no wonder your dad left you -

"GET OUT!!"
She threw the teapot at me kept on the side table. My eyes widened, and I stepped back to escape it. It hit my left side dropping open on my sleeveless arm. The tea was boiling hot, it burned my skin. I flinched. The teapot broke landing on the floor with a sound that awakened her out of hysteria.

My gaze dropped on my midi stained from lower with big splotches on.

She choked in shock
"Oh my god Silver your arm--"

My eyes watered with pain yet I refused to look at my bruised arm. I shot her a furious look.
"Yet another dress ruined cause of you!"

"I am so sorry I didn't mean to Silver let's call the doctor it's-

I whirled around leaving her and her room before I burst into tears of pain along with the humiliation of the afternoon.

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I was applying the cream on my arm with my eyes trained sideways. All the while I, refused to even glance at my wound. Blood and Gore just wasn't my thing. I feel dizzy with nausea at the sight of it.

Suddenly someone grasped my injured arm. My eyes snapped to the intruder.

Dhruv?

When did he come?

"What happened?"  He asked frowning no hello or How are you?

Typical Dhruv.

I pulled my arm back wincing. Even a little movement made it hurt so bad

"what are you doing here?" I fumbled around to get my jacket to leave. I didn't want him to see me in this state.

It made me look weak

He picked up my jacket with his finger smoothly and tossed it back.
I glared at him. Just once I wanted to not have him around, but he chose otherwise.

"I asked first what happened?" He tried to see my wound properly, I stepped back shooting him a weird look, "What's wrong with you?"I said.

Why was he acting like he cared? We never reached that stage not after he preferred my step-sister's company to hurt me or whatever reason it was. I was angry at that. I wasn't immune to such betrayals no matter how strong upfront I put.

I drew my eyes to my wound to disregard him and his figure in yellow jersey athletic clothes. He had tattoos. God, he had tats intricate designs on his left bicep running to his forearm. His hair was disheveled, his ivory skin gleaming. He smelled amazing. Just came out of the shower maybe? What, didn't invite me?

I absent-mindedly applied the cream where it wasn't even burned. I diverted my attention to my red burned skin when he noticed me staring.

Ugly mark what was the white thing? I felt dizzy. He steadied me before I fall holding my good arm.

"Lemme see, you are doing it all wrong" he spoke reading my face which I believed had turned pale. It will leave a scar.  I can't wear sleeveless again.

"It's gonna leave a scar right?" I mumbled.

"Might be if you don't treat it properly"

"What are you a burnol police??"
I grabbed hold of myself and suddenly felt crowded by his huge form that left no room for me to escape. He inspected my arm holding it gently with furrowed eyebrows.

I clasped my lower lip between my teeth muffling the pain. It's been two days, it shouldn't look this worse. Was it this worse from before? I was worried now honestly, I wanted to kill Sana. But, deep down I knew I was wrong there, that's why I didn't say anything about it. When Disha asked what happened I lied saying in the lab I dropped the acid by mistake. And who would believe me anyways?

Sana went on a guilt trip, In the morning I found a replica of my yellow midi that was ruined.

"You were burned,"Dhruv said bringing me back from lamenting about my condition.

I scoffed, "I couldn't guess"

He ignored my sarcasm and not left my hand, "you've gone to the doctor?"

"Of course, I have, what's wrong with you? Now leave my hand and me alone" he didn't, rather pulled me towards him. My face crumbled in pain at the movement. He left it immediately. "Sorry," he said, drawing back but still hovering around me.

"Better be," I said breathing through my teeth. I stepped back sitting on the infirmary bed.

"Did you take the painkillers?"

I glared at him in a warning.

He folded his arms still lingering oh now I can understand what it was like to have someone around you don't want, "Did you?"

I got up on tiptoes leveling my head up and looking straight into his eyes with a temper burning in them "Do not pretend you care about me" trying to spot any trace of where this behavior was coming from

He clenched his jaw asking calmly, "Did you or did you not"

"I didn't! Okay I don't like medicines they taste bitter" I slumped back on the bed holding my injured arm it was such a nuisance,  I wanted to cut it off

"You can't be fucking serious! You would rather lose an arm cause of infection than take medicine" he said incredulously looking me from up to down he can't believe it. I rendered him in surprise.

Hurray for me!

I shrugged sheepishly glad a bit, "I guess"

"Take it right now! do you have it with you"

"That's sweet you ordering me but I want you to leave this room right instant," I said nicely. If it was some other day with me not holding my burned arm. I would have welcomed all this attention and care he was directing toward me. But I refused to be a damsel in distress. I despise that role.
He grabbed my purse without any permission, and I gaped at his audacity.

My purse was shaped of a honeybee, he glanced at me blankly, "Seriously"

"Hey that's rude opening a lady's bag and why are you so concerned about me?  can't you just rejoice I am unavailable at my job of running after you? You just love it when I chase you. It feeds your ego doesn't it?"

I was a hair away from snapping at him.

"Not everything is about you" he handed me my purse failing to find a way to open it. I pushed the black nose of the bee, it flapped open. I shouldn't but it felt like a waste of opportunity when it appeared he was ready to do anything rn to have me take the medicine. I was kinda pleased with the realization. He didn't want to admit it. He does care about me. No matter how much he wanted to deny that, we did share a bond once.

"Do you have this weird fetish for miserable girls? Is that your type?" I asked with a little mocking and a little serious attitude

His hold tightened on my bag. Did I hit a nerve?

He looked up now glaring at me,
"I don't want to have it on my conscience when I see you with one arm less knowing it could be avoided if you take your medicine"

"Oh God, should I be surprised now that you mentioned your conscious or that you are in love with my left arm?"

I took the medicine, he was handing them to me. He took them out and even brought the glass of water.

I tilted my head observing him. I liked making him worried about me. Too bad I can't make myself get used to it by putting myself in a lower spot.

"I am actually in hate with all of your parts so yeah definitely want them in a good state for harboring the hate in the right amount "

I laughed taken aback, genuine one. Okay, he was funny.

He gave the medicine perpetually looking distracted by my laugh.
"Only if you help me," I said opening my mouth.

"You burned your arm, not your hands" he put the medicine in my mouth grudgingly anyway. I gazed up at him and held his wrist lazily rubbing the spot. His eyes locked on mine. I teased his fingertips with my tongue. He removed his hand from my mouth immediately. Shooting me a warning look.

I smirked. He handed me the water hastily. I declined. His ears were turning red.

" I will swallow" I grinned

He narrowed his eyes at me

I won't. Once he leaves I will take them out of my mouth at once. It's childish that's how I turned when I was ill, Tashfee practically had to shove the medicines down my throat.

"You haven't," he said, taking a threatening step toward me.

Catching my lie.

I jolted up grabbing my purse ready to dash out of the infirmary.

He blocked my path at once, I squealed dodging him, and moving from the right I ran down the aisle of the infirmary ward in my heels they clicked loudly. He was behind me very near. I could feel the heat of his body. I made the mistake of turning around to check. His hand reached me I stumbled not looking ahead, he caught me I tripped on my heel holding him by my arms around his neck, and we fell to the bed in the right lane.

I toppled over him my hands drawing down to his solid chest. He held me in place by my waist, my knee in between his long sturdy legs. My hair cascaded down freeing from the bow it fell creating a curtain on our faces.

I breathe hard by our little run. His heart raced below my palm. I had a smile on my face, I opened my eyes seeing his already on me. I studied his face from this close my eyes searching for that nice cute boy. His sharp jaw grazed with light stubble only visible from this close. Those prominent dark arched eyebrows above penetrating almost black eyes they focused on me the intensity behind them stealing my breath, still urging on like a mule he said, "Swallow"

He was such a control freak. I rolled my eyes.

I shook my head slowly with a small smile trying to get away he held me back his hands reached down from the curve of my waist to my hips. My eyes widened in a delightful shock as did his when they landed on my top with a deep neck basically I was flashing him. He dragged his eyes to my face his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed.
I laughed at the absurdity of the situation and nearly choked on the medicine. l coughed getting up then gulped down the medicine it left a bitter taste behind. I grimaced, "well now you must be pleased"

"Wow, one really doesn't know what goes behind the infirmary door" Lucas low whistled standing at the entrance with his other friend Neel gawking at us. There were more boys behind them in sports uniforms. I turned back at Dhruv who laid on the bed like a devil with no care and I was practically sitting on him jacket-less, not to mention my top barely reached my waist.

I got up getting away instantly almost falling in the process. I steadied myself flicking my hair back struggling to smile. I was rendered very unprepared.

"It's not how it looks like" I explained with a wink saying the cliche line, getting into my jacket and wincing the pain somehow was forgotten over the embarrassment.

The guys whistled, smirking and passing dirty jokes.

I glanced at Dhruv wishing he could say a word or two to make this less scandalous. I was desperately failing to come up with anything how to get away with this situation?
It never happened before I wasn't publicly caught in this type of situations. I was the mean girl but not a whore, which I guess I would be labelled with enough evidence of how I threw myself at him at every waking moment, my Dad will kill me if the rumors reached him.

Dhruv ran his hand through his hair after getting off the bed he appeared as gorgeous as before nowhere flustered as if it was every day he was caught with girls on him. He dusted his jersey and glared up at the boys they shut up at once. They parted the way as he moved out, I followed him with my chin up and gave Lucas and Neel a shy innocent wave. They grinned back in response.

Out I waited for him to say something or anything but not just leave like that to make this scene open for discussion.

And he did just that.

I bored holes into his back as he stormed away throwing me to the wolves.

What a catch.

Here, I thought he cared about me