C9 Trust

She sent me into a room without letting me speak. My eyes were filled with tears not because of those slaps but maybe because of the amount of trust they had on me.

We are two sisters, Ananya and I. In our family Ananya was the only one who cared about me most. Mother cares about me but only in front of relatives. Although She forced me to help her in the kitchen yet never slapped me or anything. Whenever she lost her temper, she used to speak rubbish. Father never talked to me like a real daughter. He gave me shelter, food and dress but not the love that a real father should give. Sometimes I wished that my real mother had taken me somewhere else and raised me. She might have treated me more like a daughter than a useless thing.

She might have helped me in studying and fed me with love and harmony rather than abusive words and slaps. But she, tears start flowing. My mind was filled with memories, questions but more likely hatred. Hatred for myself, sometimes I question my existence and what if my mum had married someone else.

Whole night passed with questions, but I got no answer. Ananya came inside silently.

"Dad left the house early in the morning and when he came he was talking to mother. I overheard that he went to your office. Everyone was appreciating your work, even your boss said if I had had a daughter like her, I'll give her my place in this office without thinking once, and he may give you without you being his daughter. And lots of other good shit." She smiled and sat next to me.

I plastered a sad smile on my face, and simply nodded.

"Now what?" I asked.

"Nothing, they just want to talk to you and they said they will listen to you." She grinned.

"I don't want to."

"But why?" She paused.

"There is no need for that conversation when they don't trust me. They had made up their minds that I'm slut or whatever so what now ?" Tears started flowing and I wasn't able to control.

"Okay we'll not talk about them. Your eyes are bloodshot, your face is completely pale, you look sick, you need to go out. let's go for a walk." She insisted.

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"So sister, who is Ekansh ?" she chuckled

"Umm... a friend .......what happened?"

"The day you were sick he called you that you were planning to meet and when I told him about your sickness he was saddened as if I'm asking for his kidney" she grinned.

"I thought he was your boyfriend...." She continued with a grin.

I frowned.

"I'm sad that your assumption was wrong but he is my friend my dear sister" I replied.

"Oh ! You know I saw a boy with electrified eyes and he was looking damn sexy." She said

Electrified eyes? I thought

"He was a bit older than me but it's okay he was damn good so it'll be worth it to have a crush on him." She said.

It's him but there are a number of people with electrified blue eyes. I keep walking without her and try to listen to her.

"So where did you see him ?" I asked

"In my school" she replied shyly

Oh it's not him I sighed with relief.

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Whole day passed and I tried my best to ignore them, it's early and I cooked food for them and I was going to bed but I took my phone when a message popped. It was Ekansh's message.

Hey. He typed

Hii. a smile streaked my face.

Sick again?

I replied dubiously "no I'm fine... why are you asking?"

You weren't there... I was looking forward to seeing you but..... he asked.

What if we meet tomorrow and I'll tell you everything. I sat on a chair near the window when I Heard footsteps.

I'll talk to you tomorrow, Good night ;) I typed hurriedly.

Good night <3. His text made me smile. I deleted our chat and went to the study room.

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