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Chapter 18 : some friends I have ...

Where was he? How long it takes to walk with a person to their car making sure no one comes near them and asks for an autograph or stop them from going into crazy fandom mood. And also to be careful not a single media people get a glance of them. And after that he had to talk to our always on declamation mode Principal. How long this all can take?

"Still waiting for Krish?" I turned around at his voice.

It was Abhi.

He was in his cricket uniform and held his bike helmet under his arm. He had to straightway go to the practices after dropping Myra to her house and then he had his coaching and after all this he returned back to his home. So his father did what he want and Abhi was doing what he wanted.

It had been nearly an hour since the school got over but there were no sign of Krish. He had the after break duty so he had also to make sure to guard Pratiksha to her car securely with the help of our security guards. Usually it took not more than half an hour but today it was way past that.

I replied to Abhi's question, "yeah what choice do I have?"

Abhi looked at me, "you can come with me"

I frowned pointing at him dumbly, "you?"

He nodded, "on my bike I can drop you"

I folded my arms trying not to smile, "and what about Myra?"

Abhi tilted his head as if considering it now, "we can do tripling?"

"And get caught by traffic police? nahh besides it won't be comfortable for the long ride, anyway thanks Abhi,"

Abhi nodded looking at the exit driveway, "how long are you going to wait?"

Something about his tone was different.

I fiddled with my bag straps answering, "how long it takes"

He looked back chuckling, "what if it takes forever?"

Are we being cryptic Abhi?

I inspected him trying to decipher his words. "I don't think it will take forever,"

He continued looking at me, "I also"

I dropped my hands making a somber face, "Abhi do you want to tell me about something?"

I hinted him about Myra.

He mirrored my expression, "Kyra do you want to tell me about something?"

I was literally taken aback I shook my head immediately looking away.

"Oh you're here," Myra joined making her way towards us.

Abhi glanced back at her smiling her wearily. "Coming " he once again offered, "Kyra it's hot here are you sure you want to wait?"

I contemplated do I want to go? what if Krish came and he didn't find me. He must be also tired and after my morning statement I can't just leave like that and keep it hanging for tomorrow. And not to miss I have to complete the first step.

I finally answered, "I don't have any choice,"

Abhi raised his brow, "you have it's a difficult one,"

He used my words on me!

They left making my suspicion from 50% to 80%.
Abhi knew.

And he was hurt that I didn't tell him like I was he didn't tell me. So he wasn't the only one responsible for our now diminishing friendship.

25 minutes later when entire campus was vacated.

I got that Krish left me. He had gone with maybe Pratiksha he was so disappointed by my statement he thought yeah Kyra isn't even the worth of being my friend.

I had to take the taxi now.

Slowly, I walked to the exit gate looked back one last time. I sighed.

This is it.

I pressed my temples.

Come on, I need to reach home.

I told mummy about my new schedule but it's now late for that also. Great another lecture waiting at home for me.

I scrambled ahead aimlessly, thoughts wild running in my head.

I didn't have money on me. Not even a coin. I spent them on eating and paying debts of I don't know to whom I took from.

God now I have to walk to home.

The sun was at his own glory no mercy. I wanted to punch something, I wanted to shout.
Didn't realise I was running when I ran out of breath. Staggering I slumped down to one of the steps of a house. My head held in my hands breathing hard. I wanted to just to go home. I don't want to this I don't know -

"Kyra!"

"Kyra! Oh God Kyra you are here I was searching the whole school I said you to wait- what are you - Anything happened?"

I felt someone's hand on my shoulder.

Was I hallucinating.

I cautiously peeked up.

Krish knelt down in front of me, "Kyra I'm sorry I was late some media people came I didn't know how to handle that I didn't know it was my first time but drop that ...tell me someone hurt you just tell me-

I breath out in relief. He was real. Of course he was. Trying not to be to happy about it. I amorphous my previous state to anger now.

I beat him with my bottle
"Ow.. yeah like this we'll beat him," he said avoiding as I thrashed it on his arm .

"You took your own time what do you think I'll just wait there! You have a mobile couldn't make a use of it-

He sat down there giving up as I didn't stop.

"Okay beat me",

Like hell I won't!

"I deserve that" I slapped with it on his cheek.

He narrowed his eyes, "my phone was dead"

And then the other cheek.

He covered them continuing, "but how could you even think I'll leave you alone-

I halted the blow now to on his head

"And go home"

Yeah right, I poked his forehead with it.

"And that's it for today" he yanked me by my hand and also my bottle.

Dragging me beside him he went on, "you will never run away Kyra promise me . It's not safe how could you even think of leaving without informing me. I was so worried and called your mother,"

I pulled my arm out from him, irritated, "why do you call my mother everytime do I look like some kid to you? She is already so overbearing-

Krish frowned at my statement, "overbearing? she thinks only good for you Kyra besides, I called because I need to know if you're back to your home. I don't think you're a kid you are my friend ,"

Oh God I covered my face. I'm so tired now.

"Just take me home Krish, I have had enough for today,"
He watched me now with concern, "something is bothering you, you can tell me you know?"
I faked a smile, "right,"

•••••••

I tip toed passing the dinning room.

"Mummy will be late di she said immediately call her once you're back," Harsh narrated from the dinning table.

Oh it will be a text

"You're alone?" I asked.

Harsh looked up keeping the spoon, "dadi (grandmother) is here"

Wonderful..

His face scrunched up, "she said after lunch both of us come to her room she will tell us something,"

Oh that will one of her nth Haridware tales.

Leisurely, I went into the Kitchen

"And yes mummy said not to skip the lunch"

Instantly, I checked what was there for today karela (bitter gourd) I groaned.

"What about last night's Khoya Paneer?"

I looked back when he didn't reply.
He showed his empty bowl grinning, "Finished!"

"You're born to annoy me,"

••••••

Unsatisfied I laid on my bed, my phone rang.

Rishabh

Give it a rest, I answered anyway
"Did you read it completely?"

"I'm not really in a mood of reading a book!"

"Alright! Don't shout, by the way he'll be busy he's playing PUBG now Abhi's practice was cancelled and he bunk the classes"

Another thing they didn't included me in.

Ughhhhhh

"Tell them I'm officially upset now,"

"Oh no I was not allowed to tell you they will kill me or throw me to enemy-

I cut off his lamenting.
Now I need to recharge myself.

•••••••

My eyes snapped open at I squinted to see the time. 11pm !
I got up how could I sleep for like? I counted 6hrs!

I got up taking the duvet along with me someone pulled it back. It was Harsh sleeping. I pinched his nose. He swatted my hand glaring, "your phone is disturbing me I can't sleep!"

Oookaayy

I leaned towards the side table. And grabbed it. Oh God So many notifications from Instagram.

I clicked it.

'Kyra -we -are -sorry - AGAIN 'page

whattt??

They didn't even waste a single brain cell over the title of it.

Seeing the time.
The page was created four hours ago.

1.5k followers

That's more than even on my account.

The posts were some memes.

Crying babies photos.

First post of the page
|Kyra is like a bright sunlight on a rainy day.

Oh that's sweet I continued reading..

It's irritating but okay what can we do?|

Who the hell made this one?

I go through the 30 comments on it.
First one from a guy

lucky_Prince Kyrav

I read it twice oh well it was Kyrav

You're a good boy Hope you forgive us.

RishabhEverywhere replied he's not a boy
*I mean she

HArdyDharma replied to @luck_Prince you are a terrorist

What?

..Just go back to Pakistan

lucky_Prince @HArdyDharma I live in Nepal

Then there was someone replying them in Chinese

Scrolling down the comments I saw they were fighting over India and Pakistan with Chinese one also tagging along.

Groovy_Eram do anyone know Chinese? Why the hell is he keep commenting on?

HArdyDharma he's from Pakistan!

CallMeTerroristURDead shut up**** you **** he ***

God!! anything was happening here

Second post

This better me good one

Our chances of winning any games when Kyra is playing is equal to the hair on the bald man's head

Ghandi Ji's Photo was there with a monkey? behind

I read the name of the page again.

Seriously, what were they up to?

I read the comments on it

English.Master Den Kira should learnt Gaming and won

Oh God now I'm Kira from death note

Someone replied back

HeroNo2 @English.Master you r Inglish wasi baddy

Oh God
I laughed really hard at this one.

Abhi had replied to him.

CaptainAbhi 'in 10 days learn English ' took those classes?

HeroNo2 fick coff

CaptainAbhi ah.. must be in 2 days one

Now where was Krish

Third Post
We are tired of winning come back Kyra let's play PUBG be present virtually at sharp 11:30 pm

Krish was here commenting on to someone.

GovindTheEarlyBird - Lavanya

Okay in the first two at least K was intact now that also had gone away.

Lavanya can try different games pass her number I'll teach her

Krish_Riddle take my number I'll teach you WWE

I clasped my mouth.

GovindTheEarlyBird no shit Goldberg

Krish_Riddle what are you Bret Hart?

And like that they went on...

GovindTheEarlyBird to my house bring your buddies we'll together watch the smackdown

Krish_Riddle Zaroor Zaroor (of course of course) will bring Lavanya also 😂

What?? They were supposed to be arguing

I scrolled down to the last post shaking my head.

S- salt
O- orange
R- red
R- red back again now more red
Y- yogi sarkaar

|I know it doesn't make sense and why does it have to always and why do we even look for it anyway? Can we be once human not robots and lead by our feelings not logically.
You see how much we love you Kyra we want you to smile and not bring tears by posting some emotional and sappy posts.
So forgive us like you did when we sang sorry or we gave you cup set so you could throw each and cool down.|

I bit my lip while trying not to grin like an idiot or burst into tears like some bloody emotional fool.

I read the comments to distract myself.

Miss_OMG oh my goddddd you have damn good friends Kriti

Aliya_Not_Bhatt now what those idiots did? God Kyra when will you include me in your friend group I also want that last post😫😫

Danish_CanBeCool you're welcome Kyra I have made this page along with the other things minus writing

He got three replies

RishabhEverywhere and humor

Krish_Riddle and cooperation

Captain Abhi plus blackmailing

Danish_CanBeCool what?

God they are always pulling his leg

There were more comments

Kaira_Singhania wow Kyra you should forgive them and hello everyone!😍❤️

And it had 94 replies that's why this page had so many followers

Queen_Myra guys you all are crazy I mean Kyra is like upset when? In every 3-4 months stop wasting time be serious and study. Tell them Kyra

Kyra_Lestrange (guys did you notice) fuck you Myra Bitch you are jealous you don't have this kind of friendship If you hate me I detest you sooo much there's no limit.

I deleted it after taking a screenshot to send her separately

Krish messaged me - come on now you don't want to listen to that sorry song also

Oh no please..








what do you think who's evil one?

Myra
Or
Pratiksha
Or
Both of them
Or
None of them

guess it I like it when you guess wrong 😂 leaving ThEuWaNtEdGiRl
She knows everything

Please guys vote give me at least 50
And I'll post tomorrow otherwise you know...
Did it sound like a dealer?

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