Those who have problem from violence till •••, avoid reading this chapter. Ps: Includes murder

Completely new chapter

▪︎Rakshit▪︎

Heading towards my room, the first and foremost thing to cross my mind was 'She would be there in my room after following her for months now'

Seven months ago my father told my brother and I about some stupid deal he had made. Resisting the view of any interest we both secretly decided to get the girls off our hands by killing them.

But the day my eyes landed on her, I was well aware of who I wanted in my life. Aryan was interested (not so much) in the elder sister while I actually liked the younger one. But Aryan wasn't so much into her that he wouldn't like to share his room with her.

It was only to ensure that she wouldn't be an obstruction to our plans, our life and most importantly come between me and her sister, that Aryan was sharing his room with Lavanya.

Separate beds you nasty minds.

As my father came to know they had arranged the money to repay him, he being a man of his word was ready to let them go.

Such were his 'kind' thoughts before death. This little stunt of letting them go away was never welcomed by any one of them and costed him his life. In front of the sisters, we lied. Lied about killing our own father. Despite the inhuman figure he was, he was still our father and we were his sons.

For Shergills, it was Family that came above everything. Love was everything for us.

The person killed him by putting a rope around his neck and tightening the knot every moment while the other one was recording all of this without my face being visible.

We came to know for whom they killed him, but by the time we reached the murder site, guns were put on our heads and that was how we watched our father die.

Through his suffocating breath he managed to speak, "As for the elder sister he will have his own problems and I don't care. They maybe good with each other. But as far as the little sister is concerned, don't get fooled by her behavior. She is something that guys will never know, she is indeed childish most of the times but behind that is someone you will never want to face"

We still have no idea what dad was talking about that idea. So I needed to keep an eye on her closely. But I still liked her so double profit bro, double profit.

•••

I watched Lavanya exit the room, wiping the tears off her face. Losing parents couldn't have been an aesy task for them.

I walked into my room moving my eyes everywhere searching for her. And I saw her standing near the window, her shrug hanging down her shoulder exposing it.

What was she trying to do?

Not with me.

But herself. It would cause her trouble if I failed to control my emotions at this very moment.

Screw my fate!

She started pacing back and forth on her toes with her hands on the window, looking at the backyard. Her expressions expressed how fascinated this person was, seeing the backyard.

Taking large strides towards her, I ensured not to make any sort of noice to alert her of my presence in his room.

Her mere presence in the room was wrecking a havoc inside my body. I could feel the sudden urge to hold her and never let her go, tell her I loved her and how exactly I fell for it.

In the starting it was a pure attraction according to me because

A devil could never fall in love. Your minds might have been filled with some 'the bad guy always fall for the good girl' sort of crap which in my practical life, wasn't possible, until now.

"How are you, love?" I whispered in her ear from behind and gripped her waist tightly before she made an attempt at turning back.

"Leave me you asshole" she yelled trying to remove my hands from her waist but what strength she had in her pretty little, was just similar to a ten year old trying to beat a professional fighter. Not exaggerating, but I truly was self obsessed.

"Shh!" I whispered again in her ear, digging my fingers in the skin of her waist. The only thing separating the contact of the two was that filthy thin fabric. "Don't try this"

She winced in pain and tried to get rid of my hands which only went deeper at digging her skin. "It's hurting you-" a few tears escaped her eyes which were prominently visible to me when she threw her head back, resting it on my shoulder. "Anyways" she calmed down a bit and stood silently, looking outside the window. "You'll never understand the pain"

She wasn't talking about physical pain, it was the mental one which came when Lavanya told her about the death of her parents. This could be the only reason behind her tears now.

"I know love, I know" I pulled back my hand from her sides and leaned along the window, following her gaze.

"Why did you get us here?" She stood there wiping her tears with her lower arms instead of her hands. Fixing her eyes on the floor, she folded her arms across her chest hiding her shoulders. She curled into a ball as the cool wind bit her and that very spot, she started sobbing while hiccuping in sync.

"You okay?"

"No" she cried even louder. "I want my parents back" her statement made me memorize the moments of my parents. I used my thumb to clean her tears and made her look into my eye.

"They won't be back love. They are at a place from where no one has ever returned" she shook her head in a yes while her body continued to rack with silent sobs.

"I know but how to explain this to myself who is expecting them to come back" This was true. Whenever someone close dies, even after the death we wait for them as if they would randomly show up someday and embrace us. "You can't ever know. You killed your own father"

"I won't, but I'm there for you. For the moment, enjoy your view. When I am out, you can go and change"

Changing into a black t shit with black trousers, I walked back into the room and saw her standing standing near the closet holding her shrug in her hands.

"Go and change. Your clothes are inside" She immediately went inside tthe closet to change where Maria had already arranged clothes for her.

I was waiting for about fifteen minutes but she didn't show up. What happened to her now?

I went inside to check and saw her standing there checking out the nightware section as if unable to decide what to wear.

"Wear that blue one, you will like that"  Saying this I left the closet so that she could change.

A few impatient moments later she stepped outside wearing the light shade of aqua blue colored spaghetti top with matching trousers and a black jacket over it.

"You tired?" Seeing her tired face, I thought it might be a little 'pleasant' for me to ask.

"Yes" she whispered from a distance and looked everywhere but me.

"Then sleep"

"Where?"

"On the floor"

"What?" Her eyes popped out and her lips pouted into an angry face on hearing that.

"Relax, come here" I opened my arms for her calling her but she didn't move from her place. "I said come here" The single deadly warning made her growl in annoyance and come towards me.

"What?" She asked me once she settled down beside me. I picked her from that end and placed her near me, wrapping the duvet around her.

"Sleep"

"I would argue, but" she yawned "I am sleepy"

"I know" Smiling at her, I planted a kiss on her forehead and took out my laptop to work on an important project.

"You will stay on the same bed?"

"Not at all! This is my room. Why should I have any right sitting on my own bed?"

She murdered something inaudible to me and covered her face in the blanket. Two seconds later a voice came from inside. "You are not going to sleep?"

"I don't like sleeping for much. It's just 12. You had a long day but I am a night person"

At an instant, a head popped out of the blanket, looking at me. "You know, only owls stay up at night"

I glared at her, which made her head disappear into the blanket at a speed faster than it appeared. "Don't you dare touch me or sleep near me, or else you won't see the morning sun darling"

"Sure love"

"Stop calling me that!"