chapter 7

.•♫ Rain Rain Go Away ♫•.×÷×÷×÷×÷×÷×"A Tale of Mansoon Love"×÷×÷×÷×÷×÷×ＥＲＩＫ Once a princess loved watching the rain. And, I loved her. Adored her. Planned a future with her. Was fucking planning to have a child with her.. But she? She handed me the divorce, saying "I was a princess in my house.. But here? I don't even get to sleep. All I need to care is.. You! I just hate this. So, why don't we stop?" And I realised.. She was never the Cinderella instead, she was the witch. The reason, I started to hate her. Not only her, even this fucking mansoon. I yawn and get up from my bed just to see my surroundings which are filled with the empty beer bottles, the half cigarettes, the rotten food and the unwashed clothes including my boxers. Aish! I don't care about this mess. An honest question_, When you're having a messed up life, will you care about the mess you create? Yeah! The point. I ignore them and take my laptop. To work? No! I scroll through my emails which are from my so-called company. And some stupid Instagram requests. I don't understand why these women are still interested in me when I got divorced? Whores. I go to another tab. That's Netflix. Should I work or watch something?I stop and smirk thinking about to watch a new series, leaving my work. Of course, my dad is my boss. So, chill out. For some reason, he is the reason why I am like this way. I take out my new chilled beer from my mini fridge. The clouds were drizzling I guess. Bloody Rain. Well, it's a wonder as of course, it must be raining right? It's fucking monsoon and everyone love it. But, I hate it as my ex-wife's name resembles this rain. It's Misty Floren. I even met her during Monsoon. And, it's her favorite season. But most importantly, my mom gave birth to me during monsoon. Yeah! My birthday is during this month. So, of course, I need to hate. Don't I? I brush out my thoughts when the series starts. It's a suspence thriller. Time flew by quick. And I was done with the series. Also, it was evening. I get up to bring a new beer but seems like my fridge is empty. Fuck! I couldn't help but just feel to curse myself loudly. How can I forget to bring the stock of beers? I look at myself. I was hardly wearing shorts and was shirtless. I even can sense myself very sweaty as I didn't shower since two days. "Good realisation" My brain mocks me and I just say, "Fuck off" to that. I take a hot bath as I need to bring beers now. Of course, just to forget her and everything happened in my life. I get out wrapping my towel around my waist. I wear my shirt and I look around for my boxers.Where are my boxers now? They must be drying out? Oh wow!! Just great. I walk to my balcony just to see this drizzling rain washed out my boxers again. I really fuck you, Rain. I sigh heavily and just then, I caught a tiny figure dancing on the roads. Who is this mad now? I look keenly to realise it's a girl, who was dancing with her fellow friends. She was laughing and smiling like she doesn't matter. Foolish girl and foolish people. Such a waste of time. But her moves halt my way and I don't let my eyes off. It was some classical dance which I don't know. The road was getting slippery and as I prayed her to fall. Yes, so that.. I can resume my boring life. And, her leg slips and she falls down. It made me chuckle and her eyes stops at me. Did I chuckle that loud? She really didn't let out a shy look nor stopped her dancing. She was just dancing while sitting on the floor. Good! Bravo. A proud smile leaves me stunned. Yes, I'm smiling because of her. But why? I don't know it's just.. I loved her spirit. I heard my mobile ringing. Thank you for distracting me, God. So, I went inside and looked at the user name as "Mom". I thought not to lift the call but I need to do it. I sigh and talk with her for a while. Out of sudden, I sneeze and that's when I got to know I am still in my towel. I didn't find my boxers anywhere so I just wore my shorts and went downstairs to see that 'Bravo Girl' talking with other PG people. I smile a bit when she looks at me. But, she avert her glance immediately. Okay.. That's rude.So I need to ignore her? Yeah! Maybe. I get back to the apartment with some more beers. Well, this one is rented one. Cause, even though.. My dad is a millionaire and I used to be the CEO of our company.. I never saved money for myself. I mean.. I never had savings. And, since the divorce thing.. I disowned every fucking thing which didn't belong me. So, technically! I don't own this apartment. But, I own my needs and clothes. Basically, I work as a normal middle class man who's depressed and broken. I press the button of the elevator as 8th floor. And, it stops in 4th floor.That's when.. I look at the 'Bravo Girl', again. She was staring at her mobile and I immediately looked away. It was finally the eighth floor where we both step out at the same time. Woah!! Is she a new member? "Why do you care?" My brain asks. And yeah, Who cares? I simply walk inside my room. I take out my beer and sleep takes over me. Next day morning 🌞I get up when I hear someone yelling and ringing my door bell. Dude!! Who the heck you are? I looked at my wall clock which was showing as 6 in the morning. Who is this man in this early morning? I open my door and was surprised to see Brian standing with a scared look. Why he is scared? I glare at him where he closes his eyes sensing my anger. "Listen, I-I know. You must be angry on me. But, please listen to me. Today is sunday and our manager is calling you." He says and I look at him, confused. "I know you must be confused but the apartment's owner is here. I mean.. His daughter. She had come and she wanted to speak to the PG people. Everyone were present but you aren't. So.." He opens his eyes and I just slam the door loudly on his face. Manager? Society meeting? Wow!! Just a bullshit. I walk inside and sleep again.That's when I guess, I heard my door bell ringing continuously which made me groan. I was so furious now and I open my door to give a punch. "Why the fuck you can't understand I can't come there?" I yell at Brian but wait.. It's not him. It's that Bravo girl. What's up with her now? "You? You were ringing my door bell non-stop?" I ask her with a disbelief. Really? I was about to punch her. "Yeah!! You weren't present in the meeting. So, I was like 'Why don't I check my tenant?' And, I am here because of that." She says making me more confused. Which tenant? Wait!! Am I her tenant? Shit.. She is our manager? ×÷×÷×÷×÷×÷×A/ N -Hello Lovies! How are y'all? Fine right? Hopefully you are loving it. And yea! Is this confusing y'all? If yes, have patience guys.. Cause, maybe it's worth it after you find out the twists I'm going to give.Anyway, Stay safe and healthy. Always take care of yourself. See ya tomorrow. 🍁♛