This month was gone in the blink of eye. Just two more weeks and our final exams were going to start. It was Friday night and tomorrow after weeks, they all were going back town. And after weeks I was going to share this huge house with Manik and that too all alone. During these past few weeks I avoided him and I was sure I would be able to wash off the everything related to that night. I wanted to scrub off his scent from my senses, that feel of his body on mine, that heart fluttering softness of his deep breaths and little inaudible groans as he was having his own pleasure while kissing my skin. I tried to forget everything but the more I tried the more he kept piercing deep into my heart. I battled helplessly but couldn't get ride of Manik Malhotra because all the time he was there inside of me like piece of my own soul.

"Hey cutie. No more studies lets watch movie....!" Aanya entered into my room, pulling me out of my deep thoughts. So we decided to watch the movie at my laptop. After finding the movie we were about to watch, we listened unexpected knock over my door. Before we could ask who was there, from half opened door Rohan's only head peeked inside.

"You both are going to watch movie and that to without me...!" He asked as he watched movie over pause mode at my screen. Before Aanya could kick him out, pushing the door widely open he entered inside.

"Yes and you are not allowed here. It's girls time...!" Aanya told him. There was clear warning but after all it was Rohan who always do the opposite.

"Please I'm getting bored. I also want to watch the movie...!" He pleaded while coming towards my bed.

"Rohan go and watch at your own laptop. Don't trouble us....!" She said feeling completely annoyed.

"Common Aanya di, you know watching a movie alone is as weird as playing hide and seek without any partner....!" He gave his most genuine excuse while climbing over my bed. Entirely ignoring Aanya's glares he settled himself between us.

"Now stop glaring and play the movie...!" He asked as he rested his back against the headrest of the bed. Getting comfortable to enjoy the movie. I chuckled when Aanya took deep defeated sigh.

"And if you opened your mouth for stupid comments, I will make sure that big bros smack your naked bum...!" Aanya warned him and I couldn't stop myself from laughing my heart out. These two are precocious treasure in my life. Irreplaceable.

"If there won't be any gross make out scenes then definitely I won't say any thing...!" He said innocently raising his both arms into surrendering pose. Then he wrapped his muscular arms around our shoulders, pulling us into side hug. 

"Rohan I wish I could have a cute sister than an annoying brother like you...!" Aanya said while pinching his stomach and instead of wincing Rohan chuckled.

"Ok ok stop your over dramatic wishes and play the movie..!" Rohan said while shaking both of us. So we changed the plan and now we both were finding more reasonable movie to watch with brother.

      
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Curtains were fluttering with rush of wind. Outside lightening and thunder brightened the sky and indicated that it was going to rain outside. Aanya and Rohan were engrossed into movie when I stood up from bed and came out of the room. Reaching downstairs I realised all were into study room, as voices were coming from there.

Opening main door I came out of the living room. Ear piercing thunder once again lightened the cloudy dark sky, rain began pouring down. As it was light at first but now eventually grew heavy. Branches were dancing with the blow of wind and leaves looking more green and shiny after bathing into rain.

I raised my face up and cool drops of rain felt so soothing against my warm skin. Removing my sandals I came down from the porch and stepped over grass. Raising my hands up I collected rain drops into my palms. I was feeling like I was into my own world. Everything was so content, so beautiful.

Suddenly I listened voices of chuckles and I turned my head at my left side and my breath got hitched into my throat. Wall sized window of study room was entirely opened and one pair of heated eyes were stuck at me. Ishan, their four class fellows and Manik were at the exact direction where they could see me clearly. They all except Manik were looking down as it was clear they were avoiding to look at me purposely.

All were talking to each other but Manik mumbled something under his breath before he came out of study room. As he stepped out under the rain, his eyes travelled at me from head to toe. A boom of thunder shaken the entire house and I jumped slightly but I didn't break eyes contact with Manik who wasn't even slightly affected by it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice your frien...!" My sentence cut-off by Manik as he moved closer. That power rolling off him made my heart shuddered with anxiety. He stared at me as rain dripping from his hairs and sliding down his face. He was looking at me strangely.

"Come inside...!" He crooned silkily but that threatening power behind them wasn't hidden as well. Clutching my wrist, he started walking towards the main entrance and as soon we were away from every one's sight, Manik threw me over his shoulder. I shrieked into utter shock and fear as I found him climbing up the stairs.

"Manik put me down...!" I tried wriggling out of his hold but ignoring my all protest he tightened his grip around my legs. Within few seconds he kicked the door to open it. Before I could even rationalise the whole situation I was brought into his own room instead of mine. I gasped in horror as he threw me over his bed. I have never seen him this way before and his actions really scared me.

Raising my body up over my elbows I was looking at him with widely opened mouth and shocked eyes. Thinking about what was he doing, my mind panicked. I know he have anger issues but he never man-handled me like this before. He went towards his bathroom and coming out he threw big white towel at me.

"Dry your self and change into something....!" his order sounded calm, but the stiffness in his jaw and his body was telling me otherwise. With seething eyes, he was glaring at me. Fire was blazing through his eyes and I wondered if he moved closer to me would it burn me. Mortified by his sudden abrupt actions I slowly came down from the bed.

"What did I do that you are so angry...!" I asked, towel was still hanging loosely in my hand. That sudden stiffness in his muscles came as shocking surprise to me. He looked in my eyes with an intense emotion, I couldn't quite grasp.

"Do you really want to know the answer....!" he questioned as his eyes were piercing into mine. My heart leaped within my chest, as he slowly made his way towards me. Holding my shoulders he turned me around to face full length mirror at the left side wall. But...

Looking at myself, my body went numb and my mind blank. My breath was gone as air left my lungs. All of a sudden my heartbeat increased and a rivulet of shivers ran down my spine.

In nanoseconds I raised my hands up and covered my self with his towel. And now I understood why he was being so angry. The white shirt was fully drenched and looking see-through, leaving nothing for imaginations. Embarrassment took over me immediately as I looked up at his reflection. His gaze didn't move from my eyes but I knew they already have seen every thing. I lowered my gaze in complete and utter embarrassment with my jaw dropped.

I suddenly grew conscious of my body so turning around I moved hurriedly to went out of his room. I didn't look at him as he enclosed a hand around my arm and pulled me back against his chest. My hands were holding towel tightly against my chest like my whole sanity was dependant on it. He sighed angrily.

"Rohan is still in your room. Go and find something from my closet to change. I don't want you to step out of this room without removing this piece of trash....!"  he snarled, surprising me with his choice of harsh words but still I nodded my head silently. I was angry after listening my clothes as piece of trash but feelings of embarrassment was much more stronger than any other emotion.

"I don't like when other men look over something which belongs to me and only me....!" he said barely above a whisper. I couldn't miss how possessiveness and hunger flashed in his eyes before they darkened even more. And it scared me. We both stood there locked in a staring contest as my heart fluttered like a wing of a bird trapped into cage. Leaving me to fight my inner battles, soon he got vanished from my sight. For some time I couldn't move from my place.

Composing my self, I went towards his closet. After checking first two drawers finally in third one I saw a quite huge number of sweat pants, trousers and yoga pants. Taking a white t-shirt and some thing much shorter to change my bottoms I went into bathroom and after stripping my wet clothes I changed. Now I was thinking that where I could place my wet clothes. Having no other option rinsing water out of my clothes I spread them over radiator in the bathroom, of course my undergarments covered under my shirt.

Coming out I sat over his bed and was waiting for Rohan and Aanya to leave so that I couldn't face more mortification. Looking around the room I felt content. Feeling tired I laid back over the most softest pillow and his scent was invading as it was attached to everything. I don't know how long I kept lying over Manik's bed. I was praying for Manik to not come back into room because already I have faced enough proud moments. I took a deep breath, just taking in a tired sigh.

Then in my peaceful darkness I felt a soft touch of lips at my cheek and then hairs were moved away from my face. My naked arms and feet were getting icy cold. But suddenly something soft and warm enveloped me into heavenly feelings. Crossing my arms against my chest, I pulled legs up against my stomach. I snuggled more deep into comforting heat and with every movement of my body, some silky soft stuff was rubbing against my skin. I just wanted to keep laying over my dreamy clouds and never wake up. Every thing was so comforting that once again I slipped into my peaceful sleep.

It was 4am when my eyes sprung open. I was still laying in my comfy bed, blinking sleeping eyes. But when I pushed myself up into sitting position and tried to adjust my vision into semi dark room. This was the time when I realised that I was sleeping into manik's bed and he himself was sleeping over the couch. Then my lost senses started functioning, and now I could understand that soft touch over my cheek were his lips and it was Manik who kissed me and tucked my hairs away from my face. He wrapped this blanket over me. It wasn't any dream.

Placing one cushion under his head, his tall figure was hardly covered with medium sized throw. Instead of waking me up, he slept over that couch and I was sleeping over his bed. Pushing this softest light weight blanket away I placed my feet over carpeted floor.

Walking slowly and silently, I stopped few inches away from him. I had a strong urge to stroke the side of his face to see if the sensation of touching him skin to skin, was as crackling in this dimly lightened room as it was during that night. I desperately wanted to move my fingers through his silky soft hairs. I know this was insanity but still I raised my hand hesitantly up. As my finger tips just touch his cheek, abruptly he opened his eyes. I hurriedly pulled my hand back.

"Nandni....!" he whispered my name. His voice sounded heavy and more husky as he woke up from deep sleep. I just hoped I didn't make things awkward by doing such creepy act because I'm extremely bad with awkward situations. I mostly do and say unexpected and foolish things.

"Do you need any thing...?" He asked softly while looking at me with those half opened sleepy eyes. I shook my head, feeling highly abashed over my presence near his sleeping form. I need to get out of here, away from temptation. 

"Um I was leaving. You can sleep over your bed....!" Saying that without sparing a glance backwards I left from his room. I hurriedly but silently entered into my room and gently closed it. I didn't want anyone to know that what was I doing in the middle of the night. I hope Aanya wasn't aware about me sleeping into Manik's room otherwise she gonna kill me with her teasing remarks. Tossing and turning over my bed for next hour finally got managed to slip into peaceful slumber again.

         
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Next morning came by so fast. After having breakfast all have been gone except me and Manik. After sitting into living room for a while I decided to catch up on some studying.

Coming back into my room I completed my one assignment and was now cleaning my room which was already clean and tidy. The way Manik started ignoring me, it was now annoying me. I was stuck here alone with him and since morning he was inside his study room. I was so distressed since weeks and I couldn't properly focus over my classes and I was constantly thinking about him. And here he was so busy while studying day and night. He don't even care about me becoming freaking crazy. It was awfully annoying.

I went into kitchen to make something for lunch. Even after waiting for hours he didnt feel even necessary to have at least lunch with me. Covering food for him I cleaned kitchen and then went at upper floor to visit birds room. Whenever I feel lonely or depressed I always go there and the time I spent with those cuties is the best time of my life.

After cleaning all the bowls of their food and water I went into library. Taking one book I laid back over the couch. During reading my book, don't know when I fell asleep on the same couch.

I had nightmare about the same night when that man in mask was going to fire at Manik but pushing him I got the hit of gunshot. I fell over my knees as pain was unbearable. I was scared for Manik as that killer now was aiming his gun at Manik. My vision was getting blurrier with tears.

"Manik....!" I yelled as I jerked up into sitting position. Book fell over the floor. My heart was beating rapidly due to fear and chest heaved up and down. Pulling my knees up against my chest I wrapped my arms around my legs. When my heartbeat was back to normal, I came downstairs. Entering into kitchen I found Manik wasn't even present into this house. Throwing that rotten food into bin I washed dishes and went back into my room.

Now I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted someone to talk to me and to listen to me. I needed distraction to let my mind loose and relax from the anxiety-ridden thoughts. So I changed into my black dress. Making loose bun I picked my clutch and came downstairs. If he don't care about me then why I'm sitting here sulking like a fool.

As soon I reached the porch at front of main entrance fresh night air hit me in waves. It helped to make my cloudy senses little bit clear. Before I could step down of the porch I listened a loud horn.

Next moment I found Manik's car entering inside. Driving slowly he parked at the end of drive way. As he stepped out of the car his eyes fell over me. My grip around my shiny black clutch got tightened, as he stalked his way unhurriedly over to where I was standing. Narrowing his eyes he surveyed my preparation from head to toe. To stand at the same level he climbed two stairs of porch up.

"Where are you going....!" he asked, this time his voice was serious. In normal state I would have been affected by his intimidating gaze but at the moment I was beyond calm and in sober state of mind. His white shirt under dark blue blazer was stretched delightfully tight across his impressive chest. He was looking great and all fresh and here I'm being crazy all alone.

"To meet my friend....!" I muttered, tipping my chin up while holding his stare challengingly. At the moment I wanted to see Riya to talk to her so that I could let out my bottled up frustration. My stupid heart started to pound faster and my stomach clenched when he moved closer and held my arm.

"Come inside, its very late, tomorrow I will tak.....!" his words died on his lips in the middle of his sentence when pulling my arm free from his gentle hold I snapped at him angrily.

"I'm not your slave, whom you can keep prisoner whole life....!" I interrupted him even without listening what he was going to say. All the anger I was suppressing since last few weeks exploded. His expressions turned from shocked to a cold smirk by my outburst.

"And when I made you feel like a prisoner slave....!" He asked, not wanted to hide the fact he was highly offended by my remarks. I felt my anger rose up when I realised he was right. He never treated me bad.

"But still I feel like I'm caged and suffocating alone in this house....!" I yelled. I never knew that his simple ignorance could evoke such a strong reaction in me. I was being out of control. 

"I never left you alone. Even at weekends I don't go anywhere....!" he stated angrily. Well yeah weak days, I could see everyone but not him. He comes back when I'm sleeping and goes when no one even woken up and it was just to avoid me. At weekends he don't go out but he remains in his study room, gym or in library at top floor. So it was same either he was inside the house or not.

"Yeah of course you don't go anywhere still I barely see you....!" I replied curtly, fake sarcasm dripping from my poisoned words. I hated the fact that he had started affecting me this way. But when he raised his brow up, despite of my anger, my face turned red.

"There are lots of work, I had to do besides completing my degree and keeping you safe....!" he stated into strong tone and very clear. And I felt those words hit my head really hard. I felt his words like a hit into guts.

"How...? By hiring hundreds of guards around me when I'm outside and suffocating to death when I'm inside, but I don't need them....?" I scoffed, as my words soaked into mockery before I hurled them at him. My chest heaved up and down as anger was enveloping me entirely. Silence stretched for few moments as he kept glaring at me.

"Do you think my care and protection is suffocating you....!" Manik asked me in disbelief and instantly his calm persona was gone. I...I wanted His care, His protection but I didn't want his guards. His mere presence was enough to make me feel all safe and protected. His furious dark gaze penetrating into my soul. Ignoring his question, I came to the next point which was really bothering me.

"Now you don't even eat food cooked by my hand. You don't like anything related to me. You don't even want to look at me....!" I exploded in pure frustration but immediately regretted when manik took a threatening step towards me.

"That's enough....!" he yelled forcefully, as he kept glaring at me. I so wanted to keep the distance between us. So I moved back. Without realising that I was already closer to the end of porch, I set foot on the edge of the top step.

Next moment my feet tripped over the stairs and I fell backwards over my back. My cheeks flushed as I realised that what exactly happened. I couldn't believe I fell like this at front of him. No matter how desperately I wanted to stand up and run away but all I could do was blink fast and swallow deep repeatedly.

My whole back was aching really bad. Of course my body hit really hard. Still sitting on the ground I looked up, to see Manik's expressions. I saw his lips slightly parted and eyes widened in shock looking down at me. I lowered my eyes as I was dying in embarrassment.

But soon my eyes noticed pointy golden brown shoes at front of me. Gripping my both upper arms, his strong hands pulled me up over my feet. My head was still lower. I rolled my lower lip inside as my entire life, I never felt this much stupid. 

"Are you ok....!" Manik asked me, his voice little bit more soft and husky. His minty breath and familiar scent touched my senses. It was like I was listening his voice after ages and realised how I missed him in these past few weeks. Thinking about it my lower lip once again trembled as my eyes started stinging. So looking up into his questioning soft eyes I nodded my head. Lowering my lashes down and slightly taking a step away from him I ran inside.

Entering straight into my room I closed the door behind me. Throwing my duppatta at bed I picked fresh pair of clothes and went to change my once blacked dress now looking dirty after falling down.

After that Manik hadn't said or do much but just him being there with me alone in this house, was enough to bother my heartbeat. I was supposed to be angry at him, to fight with him but just his one soft gaze and gentle touch my heart managed to affect my heart and how he always keep doing this to me.

Before he came into my life, my life wasn't very perfect but I was doing everything fine by myself and I was fine with that normal life. But then Manik entered and it was as if a storm had struck my little world.

After sulking over my pity-party for some time I came downstairs and went straight into kitchen. As I wanted to eat something light so I made sandwiches for me and Manik. If he didn't want to eat food prepared by my hands then I won't give him anymore but still I will made for him in case he asked.

He was in the study room because I could see that light was on. Deep down I was grateful that he wasn't outside as I wasn't ready to face him yet. After eating my sandwich, I left some for Manik as well. I'm not sure that either he wanted to eat food made by hands or once again it will go into bin.

It was 10pm when finally he came out of study room. I was watching TV, when Passing the sofa where I was sitting he went into kitchen. He was roaming around in the kitchen, may be looking for something to eat. But from now he won't get anything unless he himself will ask me to cook for him. Yeah I know I made sandwich for him already but I won't give him so easily. I hid them. The way he didnt even look at me, I felt like I don't even exist here. During all the time he spent in the kitchen he was massaging his temples like having headache.

After a while I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard footsteps. He came back into living room and laid down at left side sofa while facing me. My heart lurched slightly as I gave him a very short glance and noticed that he was wearing black dress shirt with off-white jeans. I pretend like, I was so engrossed into TV when hugging cushion over his chest he kept staring at me.

"Tonight you didn't even make dinner for me....!" he stated lowly, and I felt bad. He must be hungry but no, I won't be tricked by his innocent face. If he need dinner he had to ask me to make for him. I wasn't asking thousands words, just say once. Just four words 'I WANT TO EAT'. That's all I wanted then I will give him sandwiches I already had made.

"I ate every thing you cooked for me but I always left half for you, in case you felt hungry....!" he mumbled and I got huge shock of the night. After listening it, I couldn't see into his eyes so I looked down embarrassingly. I understood why there was always food in plate and I thought he didnt even touch it. Knowing that he ate everything I made, I felt happy.

I kept fiddling with remote but didn't look at him because I was too ashamed of what exactly happened at porch and all the whimpering and complaining. It was too childish behaviour. And now TV was already forgotten thing, all I could feel was his eyes on me. Though my heart was fluttering, but I remained quiet while looking ahead at TV screen aimlessly.

"Then you complain I ignore you when you yourself don't even look at me when I come at front of you....!" as all of sudden he whispered, and feeling really shocked I looked up. Instantly our eyes met, he shot me a tender look which had my heart melting and heat spreading all over my body. So I lowered my lashes. I was speechless because I didn't know what to say. He was right.

"I just kissed you three times and it's been two months you started avoiding me. I feel like I had done huge mistake. I felt I'm rushing you into this. That's why I decided to give you some time and space. This is what you wanted then why being so angry at me....!" as my mind absorbed his words, my entire body locked up into awkwardness. He was right, I'm entirely crazy freaking confused soul. At one hand I'm hiding from him and when he let me go, I'm complaining and fighting to him. I kept looking down silently because I really didn't know what to say.

 
"Don't you feel empty when I'm not around you. Because I feel like I'm incomplete without you. How you didn't feel the connection that pull us together....!" he said under his breath. Just the thought of our heated moments, made my body tingled with the strange sense of excitement. He was right, we both can't resist each other.

I looked up and I glimpsed a tortured look that flashed across his face. My eyes met with his simple gaze, but my breath got taken away. I suddenly felt my stomach did a small flip, giddy feelings filled it and he was complaining why I avoid him. Not knowing what to say I stood up to leave, like always I was being a coward. I was running away from these strange feelings.

"Nandni don't you dare to take a single more step away....!" he warned me as his voice losing the calmness. Knowing that I wasn't having any choice, my feet refused to move further ahead. So I stopped where I was stood.

I could feel him standing up from the sofa and walking in my direction. His body heat mixing with my own, was the evidence that he was just behind me. Holding my shoulders he turned me around to face him.

"Don't you feel anything when I'm this close to you....!" he asked softly, trailing his fingers lightly across my skin as he tucked my hairs behind my ear. My heart started pounding harder from his quiet and husky response. Slipping his arms around my waist he pulled me against his chest. Why he was so warm, or it was me getting so cold. Our foreheads, our chests and our limbs were pressed and I realised how every cell in my body was aching for his touch. And this simple act made me suddenly aware of every nerve in my body.

"Can't you listen how strongly our heart beat together whenever I press my body against you....!" his voice was low yet more like a breath stealing whisper, as I could feel our hearts beating into rhythm. My hands unconsciously captured his shirt at his chest. When he leaned closer and our breaths started to mingle.

He paused for a second before hesitantly his gaze fell over my lips. I closed my eyes as cupping my cheeks into his palms he raised my face up. That intensity in his eyes was so arresting but still I couldn't ignore how warm his body was feeling against mine.

"Can't you feel completed when I kiss your lips....!" I barely contained a gasp as his lips slightly brushed against mine, for a second I thought it was just my imagination. He didn't even kissed me but I felt chilling shivers running down my spine.

But next moment Manik slowly retracted his hands from my face and slowly trailing down from my shoulders to my hands, he pulled them back at his both sides. He took a small step away. I felt really painfully cold at the sudden loss of his warmth. My hands clutched his shirt tightly as my poor heart protested for already craving for his closeness. My cheeks heated up at my pathetic response.

"Nandni, I thought we had moved past these basic steps. But I was wrong. At the moment we are standing at the same zero point where we started. But don't worry I'm not complaining. After all its your life and I'm ready to give you your space and choice to choose....!" he smiled at me and I felt like I was flying high but his words hit me back down to earth really hard.

"We promised to give each other a chance but I think even before trying you gave up on me, on us....!" I sighed and reflected on everything that he just said. After avoiding me, ignoring me and hurting me, how he could say that it's me who was giving up on us. It wasn't fair.

"And what if after giving my hundred percent still you choose not to be with me. Then....?" finally I asked him something I was scared of even before trying to work out everything between us. His expressions changed from normal to aggressive ones. He didn't like this question.

"I would never let you go until I will see that you are really not happy with me.....!" my brows furrowed as I contemplated his statement. Surely he tried to assure me but I wasn't fool that I couldn't recognise anger behind his words. He was angry because I was showing my doubts about our future. Moving closer I stopped face to face.

"Then if in future I told you that I'm not happy with you, you must accept my every decision and respect it. You need to understand that you won't force me....!" as I finished for few seconds he didnt say anything. It was like he didnt want to accept my any condition. So instead of saying anything he turned his back towards me and headed for the staircases up to his room. I palmed my mouth to suppress the gasp as before climbing the stairs he hit the vase of flowers, letting his all anger on that expensive fragile piece. As soon it hit the floor, got smashed into small pieces. I rubbed my hands helplessly over my face as standing there I was looking at the mess he just created.

What just happened.? My eyes followed his retreating figure until he stormed inside his room. He slammed the door shut so hard that I was surprised how it didn't break off its hinges. Placing hand over my beating heart I threw my defeated and tired body over sofa. My eyes were stuck at front wall but mind didn't even exist in this world. Placing both elbows at my knees my hands fisted my hairs at both temples. He didn't even eat his lunch, and now he left and will be burning his blood with empty stomach.

Taking deep breath I stood up and first I cleaned broken vase from the floor and then went into kitchen to pick his sandwiches. Careless monster. I followed the path he took half hour ago and started climbing the stairs. My feet carrying me through this small hallway as each step was sure that where was I going. I was so out of mind that I forgot to even knock.

Opening the door slowly, I found him sitting over the bed. His one long leg spread straight over the bed while other folded up. Resting his back against head rest, he was glaring at his mobile. There were painkillers placed over his bed, it means he really not feeling well. I knew he heard me walking in but he made no indication of it. His body stayed rigid and closed off.

"You didn't eat anything....!" I asked as I went over to him and placed the plate over side table. Already the air between us was crackling with awareness and tension, and now me alone in his room wasn't a good idea. 

"I'm not hungry anymore....!" he said dryly and I perched on the edge of the bed next to him. My left shoulder almost touching his folded leg as I was facing him.

"But you didn't even eat lunch....!" I told him lowly, but his lips didn't even try to move. He was really upset and it was all my fault. But what I do he makes me this confusing mess. Why he don't clear what we are to each other, besides being simply house-mates. Few minutes ago, I was angry at him but now I'm feeling bad.

I picked the plate and placed it on my lap. Holding one piece of sandwich I stretched my hand to him. I waited patiently for him to open his mouth and have a bite. But after glaring at sandwich for few seconds, he shifted his eyes back up to me.

"I made this sandwich...!" I told him, my hand still stretched out to him. I moved my hand little closer to his mouth but his mouth remained shut. Eventually he turned his head back over his mobile and mumbled quietly.

"Then eat it and go to sleep. You have to study tomorrow so you need proper rest....!" he said into dismissive tone. I withdrew my hand back and placed the sandwich back into the plate. Should I feel happy that he was worried for me to have proper sleep or should be angry that he was indirectly kicking me out of his room. Letting out a silent sigh I placed that plate back over side table. Feeling irked I stood up and went at other side of his bed. After kneeling over bed I crawled closer. Reaching exactly at front of him I sat over my folded legs.

"You can't dismiss me like this. I'm not going anywhere....!" I said, trying hard to keep my voice strong when I was feeling really hurt cause of his ignorance. Cause of him I'm being crazy all alone in this ghostly silent house and at the other hand he was showing me tantrums. Finally he removed his eyes from his mobile and glanced up at me. His gaze wasn't angry anymore but it was blank as well. And that was more scary thing.

"Nandni I'm really having severe headache. Please go and have rest. I'm sure you are tired as well.....!" saying that he stood up from bed and went towards his closet. Pulling out his sweatpants and one T-shirt, he went to change into bathroom. I could listen running water as he was taking shower. My heart was beating rapidly due to his ignorance as it hit me like slap over face. At one hand I wanted to go into my room but at other hand I was so distressed to even move from the place where he left me.

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