Knock knock look whoâs hereâ¦ Me!!! Ik itâs a quick update after my long lecture abt busy life. But honestly I was planning to post on Saturday so technically itâs a late post.
I decided to keep on posting slowly than ending abruptly as u all wanted that. Thanks for being so understanding! It means a lot.
****Now before I get into my small chapter, I need to convey a msg from Ruchi
âFirstly i want to apologise to everyone for not commenting on their ff’s/Osâ¦
nd secondly i wanna ask that whether –
1) I should end my ff abruptly
2)post my ff whenever i get time
3)post remaining part of my ff in the form of one shot nd provide links of previous epi’s
thanks for bearing my ff nd for always supporting meâ¦â
Pls reply to Ruchiâs question on the comment box below or just PM her. ***
Coming back to my story- here it goes (WARNING: short and boring but pls hold onâ¦)
CHAPTER 7: HOME ALONE
The warm air seeped into my warm blanket as I moaned in discomfort. -6 degree!!! Shravan and Push laughs saying itâs nothing compared to Canadaâs regular winter but my soul craves for more warmth. Ever since Shravan graduated, he interrogates around the house 24/7 which annoys me. Unknowingly, I made this place âmy homeâ and âruledâ but since the real owner took authority, I feel helpless.
My heavy deserted thoughts broke as I heard cracked crunches coming from the kitchenâ¦
âMy KITCHEN!!!â I cried out throwing the thick furry blanket into the air and running through the open door to MY property.
Brown stains all over the base, some white powers spotted over the cabins with water rolling down the sink as foggy air made its way out the microwave.
âSHRAVAN MALHOTRA! HOW DARE YOU?â I yelled as my voice repelled all the way through the smoke. As I cleared the white air in front of my eye flexing my hands, I saw a tall yellow tee-ed figure smiling at me.
âOh Sumo! U scared me for a while, but look,â He pulled the black burnt bowl out of the microwave with his hand which was protected with baking gloves. On his wear was a yellow Simpson tee and black trackers. The âspecialâ set of uniform included a blue apron, baking gloves and a chef cap!
âWhy do u need all these rubbish just for making popcorns?â I asked sarcastically to avoid the anger which would erupt any moment.
âProtection- Same as u need to wear helmet, clamp mask, goggles, wooden headphones and strain proof suit while contracting.â He replied walking pass me to the kitchen suite and landing the burnt bowl over the wooden surface.
WOW!! He compares cooking with wood and auto work? He isnât playing with tar or wood filler. Heating buttered popcorn- and all theseâ¦I wonder how he managed a life before I stepped in.
âUhhh cooking is sooooo stressful! Iâm glad these popcorns turned perfect.â He groaned in proudness
âYou mean these black ones?â I taunted pointing at the nearly coal bowl filled with dark flower shaped materials which he calls popcorns.
âYou racist!!!â My mouth fell in shock as he gave a horror look like I did some crime. Well being racially prejudiced is a crime but calling a burnt coal corn black isnât racist. I didnât know what to say but protesting was required so I started, later realising my volcanoâs molten lava is cooling down without much eruption.
As Ms. Sumo kept lecturing me about diverse Canada and cooking skills, I couldnât stop but beam. How the world replayed in front of me, again, but things changed over decades. For a while thin threads of pain penetrated my soul as memories flew over my head but I knew time moves at its own pace not waiting for anyone and I had to cope with it at my own. Ignoring the golden-black corner of me, I focused on Sumo- the girl who had been so lost in her own world of fantasy dreaming about her authority. I smiled at her childish face which turned cherry for non-stop blabbering. This was a better scene than any part of the movies I have on my Saturday Movie Night list. I puffed some popcorn into my mouth to enjoy and stay more entertained andâ¦phuuuuuuwww
Those were popcorn? The grossest one Iâve ever tried! I ran to the jar to take a glass of water and erase the last bit of taste from my mouth. Unfortunately, I had to agree with Chef. Sumoâs words. These were horrible. Tasted nothing but like hard soured paper. Ewwwwwwâ¦
âOf course! What did I expect more from its look?â She said pitying my reaction.
âLooks can be deceiving.â I protested.
âExperience isnât. And besides that, there is a term known as âcommon senseâ which gives to a general idea that burnt popcorns would suck!â
âNoooo it DOESNâT. Itâs the best popcorn ever! Better than Compliment (Itâs a popcorn brand). See colourful too. Some black, some brown, and some caramel dark-â
âWhich luckily escaped from the heat burn. Now stop lying to me, Iâll make some fresh ones for u.â Finishing her words, she snatched the bowl from my fingers and stepped at the âpressâ point of the bin to throw these black coals away when my ego popped up. I just objected saying mines are the best so itâll be stupid to sound defeated.
âNOOOO. Iâll have these,â I said boldly as my heart shrank with a small âewwwâ. She gave me a questioning eye but I decided not to look at her, as itâll let out my feelings so I walked pass her snatching the bowl, taking the mug of espresso on the other hand and rushing into the living room, jumping onto the davenport.
I struggled through the list of movies I had as I heard her turning on the microwave. She must be making some Kernels ones. Soon the thick smell of butter made its way to my nose as she walked into the living room holding a transparent bowl showing off her perfectly yellow-brown fluffy cheese looking, butter-caramelled popcorn. I kept on staring at her from the edge of my eye, trying to hide my grief but neither did she show any interest on sharing hers. Slowly she landed on the couch beside me and puffed some into her mouth as she spoke mouthful,
âOhhh lemme see which movie should we play.â Smoothly she rushed the remote from my hand and ran through the options. Oh wow now I have no rights on my own house! She didnât even ask for the remote.
âNo need to sweat off. Iâll watch Fast and Furiousâ I pleaded though I wanted it to sound like an order.
âBuy a Lamborghini first. Weâll watch Despicable Me 2.â She fought back with higher energy.
âThatâs so childish! Grow up Sumo!!!â
âOh really then how about Blue Valentines?â
âR U SERIOUS? U wanna watch it with ME!!! Hell thatâs an adult movie.â I yelled out my heart. This girl has gone nuts. Will I ever be able to understand her? One sec she offers a childrenâs movie the next sec she turns all crazy thinking of watching âthoseâ sort movies.
âThen how should I sound as a âgrown up? U got problem with childrenâs movie, also with adultâs movie, oh great teenâs movies r left- Paper Town.â
âOh wow letâs watch Titanic.â I suggested sarcastically.
âEwwwâ¦ Romantic? How about something horror?â
OMFG!!! This girlâ¦what is she? She wants to watch a horror film? Guts!!! I raised my eyes questioningly as she gulped and acted as if itâs her piece of cake. It gave me the answer. She was trying to hide her fear and stay up to my level. For a moment I felt joyful thinking of the fact how compromising she can get. She literally stepped out of her comfort zone to meet up to mines. Just like âherâ. But then a touch of reality tapped me. Neither was she âherâ not did she open up…ever. This would remain the truest statement that Sumo never shared anything about herself to me or Chote. Like always, she wore the thickest mask and smiled. Chote might have gotten fooled but I tracked every bit of the strangeness as if I know her for ages and every tad of her soul is exposed to me. She had been a mystery ball. Not her behaviours but the reasons behind it. All that I know about her is because I faced someone someday earlier with same feet. I wish she ever trusted me much to share but I wonât dare to ask her for that will bring much of each of our hidden chapters up. My thoughts paused as she spoke out of the blue,
âI didnât say anything that would put u in a dilemma. Iâll be okay with a horror film. How about The Witch?â
âNo thanks. Already have one beside me.â I replied not letting her suspect my thoughts. Before I could let out a small chuckle the soft pillow landed on my face. âSomeone just proved my words to be true.â
âOk fine weâll watch The Exorcist. It isnât that scary. Better for u.â She said trying to pity my cowardness.
I coughed intentionally just to point her words when she gave me a âwhteverâ look.
âU knw Chote will be sad knowing we had a movie night without him.â
âMatters not! He is busy chilling with his friends on that stupid Loganâs sleepover party.â She pointed out playing The Exorcist.
Within the first 30 mins, I realised it was a popcorn movie and I had to chew something. While I kept struggling with my burnt corns, Sumo intentionally chew her ones harder moving all her facial muscles- to show off.
Every time the doctor tried to walk to the roof or the doll shook, she filled her mouth with popcorn or hide her eyes under the mugâs rim pretending to sip some of her hot chocolate. Sensitive girl!
âSumoooo.â I whispered not being able to control my desire of popcorn any longer. She didnât respond. Her eyes were thrown into the screen while the heart stayed hidden behind the door of my neighbourâs house! âSummoooâ No responds
âSumooooooooooâ No responds
âSuMooâ No responds
âAhhh âShravoâ(this is Italic front)!â
I felt my teeâs thin neckline being pulled in as her face buried on my chest allowing her hands to strongly grip behind my back bone. Her body shivered against mines for a while but nothing mattered as my mind was lost of her word. Did she call meâ¦
Slowly she got off my warmth but her eyes on mines, both confused for a while.
âSorry! Ummm actually I got scared.â She admitted as her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
Nothing came to my concern except for her previous wordsâ¦
âSumo what did you just call me?â I asked trying to hide the thick viscous air which was stuck on my throat.
âShravan.â She replied without hesitation.
No she didnât! At least I didnât hear Shravan. It was something elseâ¦ Just to ensure I asked her again but her answer remained unchanged. Did I just hallucinate? Was that just a part of my life playing back?
âWhy did u call me?â She asked pulling me off my concern.
âErrrrâ I hesitated looking at the bowl of fresh caramelled popcorns which lied on the table. Before I could continue she removed the bowl from my vision and gave me a cold âno sharingâ look. I managed smiling coldly and turned my eyes on the screen when my body felt a thin layer of fabric over it and a small hand. -heart skipped a beat- | -heart skipped two beats- | -heart skipped three beats-
âSumo HHHEEEELLPPP!!!â I cried the house out of my mouth which paused at a childish laughter. As I looked around, I saw what was expected. She pranked me. Slowly I coped with the environment surrounding me and realized it was nothing but Sumo who was trying to pull me under her shawl just to take my soul off. Pretty revengeâ¦ I didnât even plan that first one out. She was the light hearted one. Uh girls!!!
I couldnât stop giggling at this situation. Someone should have recorded that scene. Shravan Malhotraâs hidden faceâ¦ It could be his ACTUAL hidden face. Scared and childishâ¦ This could be what he was hiding from me.. But chances were so low of him sharing his life. However it wouldnât affect usâ¦ I accepted him and Push with their history, chemistry, biology everything!!! Nothing of their past, or horror mood would come between usâ¦
I was struggling to cover the coldness until I felt sudden movement. Shravan just pulled his body inside my shawl and squished both of us to adjust the space.
âPunishment. I didnât do that intentionally but u did that with ur eyes and nose open. Better pay now. So these popcorn and shawl in mine too.â He smirked ordering me. Though his warmth went through me, his drive caused some cold air to slip into my territory causing me to groan in discomfort. It was freaking cold!!! Someone should explain the jerk next to me that I am not used to this weather!!!
He was warm and comfortingâ¦I must admit it. Though both covered with the same shawl, we shared some distance which allowed cold air to walk in. I couldnât stop myself from wanting to hug him driving into his heat. It wasnât intimacy, it was necessity- I was going pale.
While enjoying the fresh sweet popcorn with a horror touch from the movie, I turned to look at the guilty friend of mine, which caused me to choke. She was rubbing her hands around her arm trying to create static electricity and keep her warm as her fingers fell brighter in shade giving a touch of blue. Damn I forgot to turn on the heater! I cursed myself as I jumped away from the shawl and rushed to the heater switch, which was right opposite to the tv and turned it on.
âIâm sorry Sumo!! Forgot to turn it on. Itâll take a bit of time, just wait a few mins. Iâllâ¦Iâll get u some more hot chocolate.â I suggested running to the open kitchen as she called me back in a weak tone.
âShravanâ¦No need. Mine is still warm. And I can take in some of ur espresso if u r ok.â I definitely was. âWould u mind closing the windows?â She asked gently gulping some popcorns.
Crap! Shravan u r an a*s. How could u forget to close the freaking windows? But those were close before-my brain replied trying make me feel better. Uh yesssss I made the whole house cover with smoke while making the popcorns- definitely Sumo opened them to let the air out. Smart girl-dumb me! Without struggling through my thoughts for any longer, I ran to the windows and closed them all.
The room wasnât heating like a magical fireburn. Sumo waited patiently as her body temperature dropped which made me more restless. I was seating by her tapping my hand on her back saying her to enjoy the movie and not think of the coldness.
âShravan Iâm fine. Donât treat me like a kid.â She smiled at my face placing her right hand on mines. I was comforted by her words but as soon as I felt her frozen fingers, my heart skipped a beat. She must have been dying!
I stood removing her hand from mines and walked to her room informing âIâll get a blanket for u. Just-â
âRelax Shravan!â She protested as I turned to look at her. âDonât leave me here. Iâmâ¦errrrâ¦scared. Pls just sit here next to me.â She tapped on the couch seat right next to her, where I was relaxing earlier.
My heart melted at her childishness. Now all of it made sense to me. She didnât wish for another hot chocolate because she was scared of being alone. Oh this girl was seriously something especially unique. Bold a min, scared cat the next. I smiled as I positioned myself next to her and got absorbed into the movie while she slowly rested her head on my shoulder.
So u finally survived through this boring epi. Sry, I did want to trim off this part from the story but thought u all need a break from my serious atmosphere. Besides, in this silly chap, I had hidden some HUGE clues which I wonât point out. All these time I made my hints clear but not onwards I decided to throw the lines so that u can think ur way out. (Uk good to see more creative perspectives)
So here r todayâs clue/lines: (The POV r mentioned so that u can track down the lines easily)
– âI wonder how he managed a life before I stepped in.â
-âIt could be his ACTUAL hidden face. Scared and childishâ¦â
-âHow the world replayed in front of me, again, but things changed over decadesâ
-âtime moves at its own pace not waiting for anyone and I had to cope with it at my own.â
-âJust like âherââ(Notice the emphasized âherâ)
-âNeither was she âherâ not did she open up…everâ
– âshe wore the thickest mask and smiledâ
-âI tracked every bit of the strangeness as if I know her for ages and every tad of her soul is exposed to me.â
âAll that I know about her is because I faced someone someday earlier with same feet.â
-âI wish she ever trusted me much to share but I wonât dare to ask her for that will bring much of each of our hidden chapters up.â
-â Did I just hallucinate? Was that just a part of my life playing back?â
Donât u think Shravan overreacted when Sumo was feeling cold?
So yah now here I pauseâ¦. A huge surprise coming up sooooooon! Just wait for the nxt epi. Just was eager to knw when is all of ur exams ending. Besides, best of luck to all those who r either giving thr exams or waiting for the report card. Sry for all sorts of late comment. Promise to cope up soon. Iâll try posting nxt epi within a week but no promises.
Love u all
PS: Criticisms welcomed as it was boring + short + no proofreading
PPS: Donât forget to reply to Ruchiâs question
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