C7 Pain

Anamika's POV:

It's midnight and one of the scariest nights of this week, memories hurt more than anything. I leaped out of the room with a sigh and went to my sister's room.

She was studying. I sat near a brown table, she turned back and a smile streaked her face.

"You are beautiful," she said with a smile. I knew her very well, she is aware of the fact I'm here for a answer but she was trying to change topic.

"What happened afterwards?" I asked her with a sad smile plastered on my face because a part of me knew that they didn't even realise it.

"Nothing, you didn't shout this time and I was coming into your room to show you my poem, and I noticed." She replied.

I wondered how she is so nice to me even after knowing all those things.

She moved towards me, held my hands and squeezed them. "Now, go and have a tight sleep." She smiled. I simply nodded and headed back because I didn't want to waste her time anymore.

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It's Sunday, I woke up at seven and helped my mother for breakfast. I went to the study room but I could see a rough day because today our aunt, Maria, is here. A wicked woman with a bad temper and bitter tongue in her late forties.

"Oh my love, it's been so long, dear. Oh, your face is looking horrible by the way" She said with her sugar coated words and trust me, it's the best way of her communication.

Bitch.

I greeted her.

"Oh aunt, it's been long. Where have you been ? By the way, you look thinner and more sexier than expected." Ananya replied, my sister is my savior.

She hugged Ananya tightly, I can see my sister is struggling for oxygen.

I went back to the study room to ignore her bitching about my Mum.

"Why are you still feeding her? She is nothing but a bastard! She don't even deserve this life, her mother died leaving her to you people.

She'll be nothing but a slut just like her mother, you still have time to throw her out." She said loudly, enough that I could hear.

"Please don't speak that loud, Maria, she'll listen and it's not good. Let her study, her father loves her equally so do I. I don't want to hurt her or his father." My mother replied.

She shows as if she is a very loving and caring mother but she is also nothing less than aunt Maria and maybe aunt Maria is better than her because she speaks on face but my mother shows by her actions.

They kept talking louder and I kept feeling hurt.

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Ekansh's POV:

She sent me a text in the morning and after every second my heart rate was increasing.

I finished everything till two and had enough time to do riyaz. I took my harmonium out and started my practice. It's actually a soothing and melodious sound of harmonium. I love to play classical songs more than anything, it gives me peace.

My mother taught me how to play harmonium, her thin white fingers on harmonium used to give the most melodious sound I've ever heard, she used to play it with such delicacy and love. Her mesmerizing voice was too delightful but when she left the world, everything was scattered. I still have her harmonium at my place, I wanted to protect her. The harmonium makes me feel as if she is always around me, waiting for me to play something blissful.

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It's fifteen to five, I called her. I've been waiting at the cafe for her and it felt like forever.

"Hey Anamika, Ekansh this side"

I tried to hide my excitement.

"Hello, I'm her sister Ananya. She is not well if you want to tell something, you can tell me." She replied, in a single breath.

"what happened to her, ... umm... actually.... we were going to meet." I replied.

"Well, I'm sorry she can't come, she had her migraine pain and she fell down. But now, she is better." She told me.

(What caused her migraine? She is all smiles and it's seems like impossible)

My brain was storming with questions.

"Oh! Take care of her if she needs any help drop me a text." I replied trying to cut that awkward silence and after that I disconnected.

My heart was feeling excruciating, I took another latte and passed another half hour there, thinking about her migraine.

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