Chapter 45

The day passed normally and Sameera forgot to ask Shrithik about the bills.

Next day when she was sitting in her college cafeteria with her friends around her, she suddenly remembered about it. But, because he was not there she couldn't ask him.

Once again the day passed and when he was with her she forgot about it.

The next day when she woke up and went in the hall for breakfast she saw all the bills in his hands.

"Ah! Good thing. Old man, have you seen any bill in the last two months. Like electricity or water? Now that I see, I haven't paid the rent too and the landlord has not even asked about it. That's strange."

She started asking him but in the end she was talking to herself.

He lifted his head up and casually spoke

"Yeah. I know. I have paid everything."

She looked at him surprised.

"You.....have paid everything? Are you kidding me old man? You literally shifted with me because you didn't have any money. Remember?"

She asked him with a disbelieving look on her face.

He nodded and kept the bills down.

"I know. But do you remember that I have 10 lakhs in my bank account and I am the owner of a 15 crore bunglow?"

"10 lakhs?! How?"

"Assignments and thesis."

"Wow! That's amazing. Then why do I buy groceries. From next time you are paying. And anyways, what will you even do of that much money."

She waved him off teasingly and walked into the kitchen to cook something.

She was chopping some chillies when he also came and stood leaning on the door frame. Folding his hands and giving her a half smirk-half smile, he asked

"Want a new phone?"

She whipped her head up and stared at him for a moment. When fully registered what he said, she shook her head in no.

Pushing himself off the door, Shrithik sat on the counter.

"Why not? Your phone will literally break into pieces in some days."

"I know but you don't have to buy me one."

He smiled softly at her and then spoke

"What will I do of this much money? And where better to spend my money than my sweetheart?"

She didn't look up, her eyes on the knife. But her lips were in a smile. Without looking at him, but still with that smile, she spoke

"Then I want the new Samsung flip phone. It's of one lakh."

He didn't say anything but laughed. Laughing he went to his room.

They didn't speak at all that day. She felt a little weird but just left it.

And the next day when she woke there was this exact same phone that she wanted kept on her bed. Just beside her pillow.

She grinned and opened the box and took out her new Samsung Galaxy Z fold 3.

Hopping up and down she entered her old man's roomand threw herself on his sleeping figure.

He groaned at the sudden weight and she laughed.

"You are the most lovely, sweet man I've ever seen."

Saying this she squished him like a teddy bear.

"Oh, aaah, sweetheart. I'm not pain intolerant. Please leave me."

"Never."

She said and hugged him more tightly.

That day Sameera particularly wore more bright colours, visualising her happiness and went to her college by her car. That's rare.

She gave watchman a fist bump and literally hopped inside the campus. Juniors, seniors, teachers everyone was giving her looks but today, she didn't care.

She made her way towards the parking lot as she and her friends met there in the morning.

Looking around she found nobody but Shrishti talking to someone at a corner.

Sameera made her way towards her but her smile faded as soon as she saw who she was talking with.

It was Shrishti's ex, Shourya. He was some big businessman's spoilt kid and was extremely arrogant and almost everything which Sameera despised.

When she neared them, she could hear what they were talking.

"You have no other choice but to get back with me, Shrithik. This is my last year in this college. I'll ruin you if you don't get back at me."

"Please, leave me alone. Please. I'm begging you."

Shrishti looked like she was just about to cry.

Shrishti's ex made some move to touch her and she flinched. But he again held her elbow harshly and then

Sameera did a life threatening thing.

Her whole career, her college marks could be seriously affected by it.

She jumped and gave the guy a damn strong and hard head shot with her chemistry book which had 500 pages and a hard cover.

The reason why they broke up was abuse and Sameera couldn't let her friend go through that again.

That guy was in the fourth semester of his PG.

Shourya gripped his head and stumbled forward. He even coughed blood. Turning around he glared at her.

"You bitch."

He charged towards her but she turned towards a side and he fell down.

Now everyone was watching the show. Sameera really did something life threatening.

Shourya was emabaressed that a girl beat him up, who was half his size. His ego couldn't let her go unharmed.

He once again charged towards her with his fist ready to punch her.

His fist almost touched her face and everything slowed down. Everyone gasped but somehow the fist was still at the same place. An inch away from her face.

She opened her tightly shut eyes to find a very furious and raging Shrithik holding Shourya's wrist.

He was trying to move his hand but couldn't. And then she heard Shrithik growl lowly, audible only for her

"Sweetheart, believe me I will kill you if you don't beat him to pulp right now."

Then he turned towards him and she stumbled back a little.

His eyes were red from anger.

Shourya was still in his place trying to free his fist from the unknown force.

Without wasting time any further, hesitantly Sameera slapped him hard. Then kicked him in the groin.

She picked up a stick from the ground and hit him hard. And soon she was just as fuming as Shrithik. Slowly she also became angry and now Shourya was gonna get all her her pent up anger.

"You'll abuse her, huh? The fuck you'll do that. That fucking girl was head over heels for a donkey like you and............ goddamit how dare you hit her you motherfucking bastard."

Her eyes were wide and she was looking like a pshycopath.

"You motherfucking rich spoilt brats think that poor people are just some sort of toys? I saw you that day when you were making fun of that old lady."

"Please, leave me. Please."

Shourya pleaded going further away from her.

"May the holy lord bless you because I fucking am gonna kill you today."

She said calmly and for the first time she was not crying when angry. She could never control her tears when she was angry. She then hit him hard with the stick.

She was gonna hit him again but Shrishti screamed

"No! Sameera please. Please. Leave him. That's enough."

She took the stick out of her hands and threw it away.

"Please. That's enough. Don't hurt yourself."

Shrishti pleaded, crying. Shourya was covered in blood and red marks.

Some other guys helped him up and were just about to take him away when she stopped them.

"Wait!"

She yelled and walked towards them.

Then looking him dead in the eye, with such a dangerous expression that it made him gulp she said in a dead calm voice

"Next time I see you near her and you are dead the next minute. And I am fucking sorry to bring your pathetic ass's mother. I'm really sorry about that and don't take it to your heart. But every other thing was intentional. And remember-"

Suddenly the looming presence of Sameera became too much. It was like too strong and powerful figures were dominating Shourya.It was because Shrithik was right behind her.

He stood there protecting her as the victim's friends were gonna attack her. But the overnearable presence did not let them do anything.

"Don't ever fucking go near her. Or try to revenge her."

Shourya gulped and nodded and left.

Sameera shouted at the crowd and dispersed them. Then gave Shrishti a single glance and went home.

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Fifteen days passed, Sameera was suspended and they both didn't talk for fifteen days.

There was tense air around them all the time. And neither of them could bring it back to normal.

Whole festival of Ganesh Chaturthi faded because of the drama that happened.

Sameera was scared. She never got suspended. She was scared that this fight will degrade her reports. And she really couldn't bear that.

But what she did was in her bucket list. And at the same time she was just as excited. She suddenly became famous too.

She started spending her time out of the house and started going to a library.

One day she was coming back from library at night. She was not on the main road and suddenly all the lights went off.

She started walking fastly as the ally looked dangerous. And suddenly she was attacked.

Someone came from behind and pressed her mouth. Another man came from the front and he tried to strangle her but couldn't as she pushed them away with her free hands.

She was shit scared. Someone was trying to kill her. She started shouting and one of the two giant man threw a knife at her. But fortunately she doged it.

She picked that knife up and started running. They were still following her.

And suddenly they both caught up with her. But before anyone could do anything Sameera slit both of their stomachs. They both bended down in pain and then Sameera dashed away with the speed of flash.

She was not a trained fighter. All she could rely on was her physical strength and the presence of mind.

She has actually imagened thousands of scenarios like this so it was a little easy for her to comprehend what to do.

Without stopping she ran till she ws on a busy road. She bended over her knees and took the much needed breath. Then took and auto rickshaw and went home.

Zoned out the whole ride. She was scared. Almost traumatized. Imagining that whole thing was lot easy and fun but going through that in real,left her shivering.

"Madam! Madam. Your stop has come."

The driver told and she got starteled and flinched.

Muttering a sorry she handed the driver his desired money and made her way inside the lift of her apartment building with trembling lips and hands. Trying hard not to cry.

Her eyes were red and watered. Her hair were disheveled and there were finger marks on her neck.

She opened the door of her house and was immediately greeted with the dialogues of comedy movie.

Hearing Shrithik laugh, her lips trembeled even more and a tear escaped. Quickly wiping it off she made her way in with her head down and her breath hitched.

She was on the verge of weeping and sobbing and she didn't want to tell him about any of the things that happened.

But before she could enter her room, whose knob she was holding, she heard his voice

"Hey sweetheart."