His words kept repeating in my head over and over again.

Su, you're very pretty.

If I was to over think the words Piyush said that day to me then I would obviously come to the conclusion that he was my brother and he loved me a lot as a sister.

But on impact, it sounded as something else, something very inappropriate. Piyush had always been open minded to me, he told me anything and everything and I did the same. There was nothing hidden from me that he did not know. The close proximity of his body near mine gave me shivers. A very disgraceful feeling passed through my body and a bitter taste developed in my mouth.

He had never said something like that to me, not at least in the tone he used in his voice that day. He must have said that there are guys who find me good looking but he himself, never. The look in his eye was full of want.

How had he turned from such a sweet friend to what he was now?

I shuddered at the thought and tried to brush it away. Never had such distaste developed within me and I wanted to slap him for what he had done.

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"Cos of pi by 2 (cos (π/2) is equal to what students?" the math teacher was saying in the background. I had somehow dragged my feet to the place I didn't like and especially today since the yesterday's pretty little event was still fresh in my mind. Brushing my thoughts away and putting a small smile on my face, I revealed myself to the teacher asking her permission to enter the class.

"You're late Susan." She said but smiled anyway.

"I'm sorry Ma'am but there was a little traffic jam near the Big Foot circle here." I explained making movements of my hands in an attempt to make myself believable enough.

She nodded her head and gestured for me to take a seat. I let out a breath and moved my feet to an empty bench behind. I sulked in my seat and resisted the urge to look around the class and see if Piyush was there. I was avoiding that little pest of a best friend a little too much today. If I looked over at him then the next thing I would know is my knuckles. So much was I pissed already.

The bell for the break time rang and everybody moved out of the class. I had slept little last night because I was busy writing my Physics file and Math assignment. Life was no easy in an engineering college. I put my head down and fell into a blissful nap. Suddenly some warm air on my face made my eyes shoot open. In barely an inch close distance was Piyush, smiling at me and wriggling his eyebrows.

"Pretty exhausted by the night huh?" he said mischievously. I rolled my eyes and turned my face to the other side. I did not want to make any eye contact at this time. When I did not respond, he put his hand behind my back and on my hips, pulling me closer to him. I could smell the Axe he always sprayed. I closed my eyes breathing in the scent. I loved my brother, too, too much.

"Susan, don't do this to me." He said his voice very low. I opened my eyes to see what he meant and scrunched my face, "Don't do what?" I snapped.

"See, this might sound so weird coming from my mouth but I have to say it to you, one day at least I have to tell you." He kept going round the bush and I was getting annoyed now.

What did he want? What did he didn't want me to do? So many thoughts popped inside my brain. I was good to him always, I never fought with him when we were younger and I stood up for him whenever anyone spoke against him. He was everything a best friend should be.

"I like you." He spit it out. The moment his words left his mouth, I tensed. I felt nothing around me; everything was in a blur and my anger boiled. I felt hot air releasing out of my skin and I was in utter rage. In one quick move, I slapped across his cheek with all the strength I had.

"How could you?" I said rubbing my palm which was burning due to the slap on my jeans. He held one hand to his cheek, the other in front of me as if avoiding me from slapping him once more. I resisted the urge to slap him once more after seeing that I had hurt him much enough to cry. His eyes blurred and he held back his tears.

"Don't you have a girlfriend? What would she do if she came to know this? Your girl, Sally, doesn't like me Piyush, I'm telling you, so don't put me into more trouble than I'm already in." I poured out my anger through my screams.

"I didn't mean to. I-I jus--"

"Didn't you always say to me that I was your sister? Oh my gosh! Damn those days when you used to say that you would always be my brother, no matter what. I had trusted you too much to notice where this was leading. I became blind with your cuteness that I said 'I love you' too many times till those words made a completely different meaning in your mind." I gushed out angrily. To say I was shocked would be an understatement, I was much beyond hurt.

"I can't do this. I should have known your intentions; you little whore of a brother." I stormed out of the class dashing few people on the way.

I kept on walking fiercely, I didn't know where. I knew very little about the college since it was only two days since the college started. I walked past the parking lot when I turned my head to the left and saw the college playground. I made my way up there and sat on the huge, stony wall facing the ground. I let out a cry unable to control my tears.

A brother, whom I trusted almost all my life, was doing the most disgraceful thing ever. He had turned into a demon, I knew and I felt so ashamed of myself for letting him too much into my life. He was supposed to protect me from the bad world and he did. He did put an illusion in front of me that he was protecting me from others but it was not as I thought. He wanted something else from me. The thought itself made goose bumps rise on my body. My instant reaction had saved me. Had I fallen for his innocent devil face, I would have had pity on him and God knows what would I have had agreed to. Shaking my heads, trying to delete the thoughts, I looked at the scene in front of me.

The place was peaceful and I felt the cool wind blowing on my face drying my tears. I was too tired from the last night, from confronting the jerk of a brother, from everything. I was too tired. I lost the train of thoughts as I just stared at particularly nothing in front of me. I had not gone to the class since the break time incident and I intended not to go. I looked around to find my bag but I realized I left it in class. Everything was driving me mad but I kept all the emotions to myself. I didn't want to break like a clay vessel. I could do much more than this.

The final bell rang and one by one all the students left the college grounds. When the college seemed pretty empty, I went back to class to take my bag.

But the class was locked.

Shit!

I looked inside through the small glass pane on the door but saw nothing.

"Excuse me, is this your bag?" An elderly lady with a broom in her hand asked me.

I nodded and gave her a small smile before hanging my bag on my shoulders and jostling out of the college still numb from all the heated incidents of today.

"Where were you? I called you so many times." My father's annoying voice was what I heard when I left the gate. He had come to pick me up. He always did.

"I was in the library," I lied.

"Hmm", was all he said before I fell into a deep slumber.

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