Nisha's pov :
A sudden tense voice echoed through the door where I was standing, when I turned my head only to find a black figure standing opposite to me.
His tone was indeed creepy and I couldn't figure out how his face looked.
The incessant noise of people clapping broke the silence and I walked past him trying my best not to drop any tears of sweat.
I silently lifted up my long gown,and started walking towards the entry gate only to hear my name being called aloud from the hall , though the source of the voices were obscure.
I was about to walk in when I felt a pair of hands dragging me to a street corner covering my mouth .
I felt as if though my hands had been tied and my mouth had been sealed with some cloth. Neither could I scream nor could I protest.
I tried by best to free myself from the monster like figure that had pinned me to wall. I bit his hand indecisively when,
I felt a jolt of thunder striking my body. Something very sharp struck onto my abdomen as I looked down to see a knife had been inserted, I tried pushing that man away, when he tried to choke me.
Tears ran down my cheek as the figure suddenly disappeared like some shadow and I sat down with hands on my abdomen crying hard, probably taking my last breath.
All of a sudden a female nonchalant voice filled my ears. I couldn't identify the owner of the voice, when a sudden echo reverberated .
It was as if though the voice had been trying to strike me from every direction possible.
The voice commanded
"For those who do not oil their own machine and try interfering between other's lives, death may hit you so hard that you also lose the ability to reincarnate. For all those who demand justice, don't try it, you will suffer something worse than death"
The voice kept on echoing, when a cold hand touched my shoulder, the person's nails digging deep into my collar bone.
The tears that had dried started flowing again, but this time not because of pain, but because of seeing a person I'd have never expected to see in my whole damn life . My eyes started aching when they landed on a familiar pair of eyes,
A pair of eyes I adore .
My body travelled with a deep emotion , my lips quivered when I saw that lady and it actually took me a moment to realise if it was she or not.
I closed my eyes and opened them once again only to spot the person, in front of me standing while an enlarge smirk crept onto her face.
Yes, it was best friend, Ritika.
She kneeled down to my level cupping my cheeks and whispering into my ears
"You shouldn't have trusted a backstabber Nishu"
"Why did you do this Ritu? "Di.. Did... I ever.... Do.... Anyth.... Anything ba.... Bad to you ?"
I stuttered before completely breaking down .
I felt an immense urge to slap her.
Why? What wrong did I do to her?
I tried my best not to close my eyes, but my vision blurred as my bloodshot eyes had been tired of crying for hours or perhaps, it was time for me to go.
I stared back into my blood spattered condition, when another figure arose from her back and though not wanting to, I shut my eyes close, heavily huffing for breath, even before my eyes can spot that person.
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A toe curling cry escapes my lips, as I struggle to open my eyes, blinking repeatedly to clear the haze concealing my vision. A tear makes its way down my cheeks, when I cover my mouth to prevent the sobs escape.
My throat goes dry and I search for a glass of water beside my bed table .
Drinking it in one go, I wipe my chapped lips and my hands travel down my abdomen to find, it's completely fine.
"Oh gosh these dreams, extraordinarily horrific "
I mutter to myself before adjusting my glasses and leaping up from the bed .
I go down for breakfast after taking a cold shower.
Sitting at the dinning table, I grab the newspaper, when papa's glare diverts my gaze and I slowly keep it down, preparing myself to eat the food.
That's when I spot Teena di, coming down stairs in her mini skirt.
Something's really creepy,
She's changed.
So changed.
I've never seen her such bold and dominant the way she is.
I've got to take classes from her.
I stood up from my seat, and went out following her when I remembered it was our college today.
"Oh shit, I've gotta go, "
I rushed out wearing a tank top and baggy jeans following di to our car.
She opened the door and drove away, while I stared at the road from the passenger seat.
OH OFF COURSE, EVERY PASSENGER SEAT GURLIE DESERVES AN ELDER DRIVER SISTER.
Reaching college I bid goodbye to di who heads off in her college building, the one exactly opposite to us.
I slightly tuck my hair behind my ear and enter inside the class to take a seat beside, Devansh.
He's such a boyfie material.
Just as I am about to sit he places his hand on the chair, indicating me to sit somewhere else, perhaps the seat may be occupied.
I do not provide him any hesitation and I sit beside the very famous, PIHU RAJPUT of our batch.
That one famous bully about whom not a single person in the college doesn't know about.
Well, as people describe her, she's not much rude .
I silently sat beside her as she passed me a smirk before forwading her hand.
I shake hands with her when she asks me in her mischievous voice.
"Nayi ho? " (Are you new?)
"Hanji " (Yes)
"Well, meet me I'm Pankhuri, Pihu in short form. By the way who's that boy you're staring at? " She asks
"No... No one" I answer scratching the back of my nape.
She leans closer to my ear, before whispering
"Boyfriend? "
"Nhi... Nhi.. Just friend"
I say when I look up at his direction to spot a familiar figure.
Ritika, but what is she doing here? Wasn't she supposed be in Germany? India me ye kar kya rhi hai?
That's when Pihu cuts my chain of thoughts, and asks me
"Pata hai main kon hu? "
"Jo bhi ho, koi president nhi ho" I sassily replied when she patted me and said.....
"Idhar apni ka territory hain, I'm ruling this college for the last six years, so don't play with me babygirl "
(This is my territory)
"You mean you failed the previous five years?" I asked her out of curiosity,to which her best friend murmured loudly enough
"ISKA DIMAG SALA GHUTNE ME HAI,JALTI HUI AAG ME KEROSENE DAAL RHA HAI "
I thought she will behave rudely but she replied to me in a very pleasant manner.
"Haa kiya hai mene fail, what's wrong? "
"No, no nothing, I'm just asking"
That's when I spot Ritika taking a seat beside Devansh.
Strange.
a tear unknowingly escapes my eyes as my morning's vision hits me.
My strange dream struck me and I decided on following the latter after class.
Soon after the class ended, when all the students departed to their respective homes , I quietly crept inside the dimly light chemistry lab in front of our campus.
It was strange how, Dev didn't even tell me about knowing her.
I saw him standing still with a bottle of beer in one hand while Ritika leaned on to the wall deeply staring exactly opposite my direction .
I hid behind the curtains, and peeked in to find her taking out a lighter from her pocket, while adjusting a long cigarette between her chapped lips.
She lit it up and took a long drag exhaling a thick cloud of smoke.
Meanwhile Devansh drank the scotch bottle and continuously kept on flipping his hair.
He leaned onto the nearby table dragging a big box into the corner as Ritika stood still and kept on watching him while taking a few long drags.
At last I saw him taking out packets of long, sealed capsules. Ritika forwaded her bag to him, when he started packing them inside, one by one .
Soon after they headed towards the door , I walked in nervously to check the insides of the box.
i reached out my hands to open the box, when i heard the door opening sound and i jumped aside to prevent my raising heartbeat.
i saw that a man dressed in antique fashion more off like wearing shabby clothes and dirty shoes with a gun in his hand entering with our principal.
as the man headed nearer towards me, he pointed his gun in my direction, perhaps he had sensed the presence of a third person.
"koi nhi hai sir" i heard our principal murmur in a low voice, when the man turned around frowning his eyes in disappointment .
"let's go then" he murmurs the last word before heading out while i run behind him in fear that he might close the door.
What's happening with me? First I am stabbed in my dream, then I'm kept at gunpoint in real life.
Is there a storm which is coming or am I overthinking?
That's it for the chapter today. Forgive me for spelling errors, my keyboard is high on drugs. ðð®âð¨
Anyways, what do y'all think? Is a storm approaching or is it Nisha who is interfering in other's work?
Who is this Ritika? And how is she connected to Devansh?
What will happen to Nisha when she discovers the dark truth? Will she face her visions in real life?
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