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The only upcoming stories of mine which will be on private would be: Obsessive, possessive, lust and all that type of stories 😂 I know, I'm romancephobic, I even get shivers while reading a kiss but I'll give it a try. The reason is. . . I don't know why but it'll make me less inhibited.
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Now back to the story, here with part 6, huff, looks like I would exceed the number '10', isn't that a wonderful news? I usually take a pause on the number 10 but let's see, maybe part 10 will be the last part 😋

Sorry for any errors, mistakes and inconveniences.

**Past in italics and Present in normal.**

Part 6 - Pal Pal:

"Swara! Wait."

"No Maa, I need to rush. First impression is the last impression. First day at college shouldn't be a late turn up otherwise professors would embarrass me in-front of the class." Swara yells just before rushing out of the door.

As she reached outside the gate, it was a struggle to stop an auto-rickshaw.

"Shoot Swara! You have 5 minutes left to reach college." Swara mummers to herself and panicked and started walking towards the bus stop.

A whistle grabbed her attention and her eyes land on a boy that is on a motorbike.

"If you say I'll drop you." Swara stared at him from toe to head, he teasingly smirked at her.

"Okay. St Xavier's College." Swara utters and rushes to him, taking a seat on his bike.

He was a little surprised as he was there to tease her. "Oye! Hurry! I have 3 minutes left to reach there!" Swara shouts, hurrying him to start the bike.

"Listen, please a little fast." Swara requests and the boy formed a surprised expression but he did as he was told, he increased the speed.

"How do you know I'll take you there? What if I don't?" He asks.

"You offered a ride, are you going to take me?" His faded smirk forms as he thinks she's an innocent girl.

"Okay fine, call my Papa and tell him you kidnapped me, then with this excuse I can miss the first day of college." Swara adds and his smirk disappeared.

The bike stops in front of Xavier college and she gets down with a smile.

"You has the chance to kidnap me but oh well, maybe next time and thank you for the ride." Swara hurriedly says with a fake smile and rushes towards the entrance.

She had exact one minute. The boy stared at her leaving.

"What a weird girl and why did I bring her here. I had the chance." He thinks to himself and then shrugs his thought, driving off.

"Huff! Thank god that chichora guy didn't do any weird thing. I never expected to get a lift from a stranger, if it wasn't for college then instead, I would've slapped him across the face." Swara mummers to herself while rushing inside the corridors, many students were there and she sighs a relief.

As she was walking towards the teacher she met on enrolment day, she bumps into someone.

"Ouch! You stupid blind girl!" Kavita shouts and dusts her dress with irritation on her face.

"I wasn't the only one blind, if we both clashed then you weren't looking." Swara responds, getting offended by Kavita's words.

Kavita narrows her eyes at Swara "I wasn't the one who jumped in between." Kavita taunts.

". . ." Swara stops as she sees the professor taking a class.

"Sorry." Swara apologises hurriedly and rushes behind the class.

Kavita rolls her eyes and starts walking.

"What happened Kavz?"

"Nothing, just met a stupid girl." Kavita sighs to her friend.

A nudge pushes her forward on to the floor, the crowd slowly silence, moving their gazes in the direction Kavita is in.

Kavita stares at the ground and anger rises in her and she turns her head, staring at the person who nudged her.

"What the hell!"

"Shhh. . ." He hushes and she glares at him.

"Girls like you deserve that place. Just because you dress like that doesn't mean you're all pretty and attractive, if you don't want attention by boys then stop walking around like a hoe!"

Kavita's angry eyes soften as the insult reached to her, making her insecure, she glanced around and finds everyone staring at her.

"Girls like you don't deserve to be loved or accepted by renowned family because the only thing you know is to one night boy."

"Sahil, just allow. . ."

"She rejected my brother and everyone should know the real reason why she did, it's because he didn't tell her he's Sahil Agarwal's brother and I'm glad he didn't otherwise she would've been lusting over his money." He disgustedly states, revealing himself to be Sahil Agarwal.

Kavita was feeling insulted, embarrassed and disrespected, she was on the verge of crying but is controlling herself.

It wasn't soon enough that he felt a slap across his face, hearing the sound of the slap, Kavita gazed up with glassy eyes.

Sahil, who's head was moved to the side with the force of the slap looks at Swara, who was standing in front of him with anger.

"How dare you!" She angrily says, "Who are you to judge her? She can wear whatever she wants, even a crop top and shorts because it's men like YOU who need to change your cheap mentality! If a man dresses nude, that doesn't make him a manwhore but if a woman dresses in a short dress, covering what needs to be covered is labelled as a hoe, why is that?!" Swara continued and looked around as some bowed their heads in shame.

"Without knowing her you cannot judge her and make up things about her. She rejected your brother because she didn't want a relationship and you should respect her decision because it's her who has the right to make a choice, not YOU! Your brother is such a coward! Hiding behind curtains, this clearly shows his feelings weren't love at all. Maybe he's the type of guy who would one night her and that's why she pushed him away." Swara adds with disgusted look as she gazes at Sahil. "If she rejected him, even when she didn't know his surname then what made you think she would accept him now? It would still be a 'no' and a proud decision after knowing that his brother is a shame! If you couldn't respect a woman, then this clearly points fingers on your character, not hers! And talking about love, she can get the love from anyone and deserves to be loved. If people can accept disgraceful and disrespectful person like you, then even a murder can get acceptance from a family. . . No, I mean renowned families!" Swara finally finished with taunts and turned towards Kavita.

Sahil was fuming, he clenches his fist at the insult he had got. Swara forwards her hand and Kavita grabs it, she then pulls her up.

"Men like him only know how to oppress but woman like you should know how to walk over them." Swara softly utters, Kavita looks at her.

"Thank you." She manages to utter in a soft tone and walks away, Swara could see how hurt she was and then stares at Sahil angrily, stomping past him.

"Who is this girl?!" Sahil, in an angry tone asks.

"New girl in college." Replies one of the boys behind him.

"I want her name." Sahil orders and one of the boy nods. "I'll find it." He replies and walks away from the crowd, leaving an angry Sahil feeling humiliated.

Kavita was in the washroom, crying and staring at herself while standing in front of the mirror.

"Swara Madam!" The driver yells in a loud tone, jerking Swara out from the past and she looks at him.

"We reached office." His tone softened and Swara gazed out of the window.

"Okay. . . Get my wheelchair out." Swara utters, managing to catch up with the situation.

The driver nods and walks out from the front seat. Swara closes her eyes, inhaling a deep breath and exhaling it that moment.

"Forget the past and focus on the future." Swara whispers to herself, opening her eyes and changing her expression into usual one which scares all her staff.

Inside the office:

"Get out!" Kavita, in a serious tone says as she looks at someone standing opposite her.

"You're just an employee in this company and don't have any rights to kick me out! I'm waiting for the actual owner of this fashion group!" He responds, sitting down and Kavita's gazes follow as he makes himself comfortable on the sofa.

"The boss wouldn't have any interest in working with you either. I don't want any deal with you or your company, get out, is what she would say too!" Kavita harshly yet with cold expressions responds.

"She won't, why would she let go of such a good deal which can bring her fortunes?" He responds with cold expressions.

"Mr Nikhil Agarwal, if you do not leave right now then I would have to call the security to kick you out from here." Kavita warns, revealing that person to be Nikhil.

"Kavita is right! Get out!" Nikhil and Kavita turn to the side, seeing Swara by the door.

"Excuse me?"

"Excused. Kavita has as much say in this office as much as I, the owner has, so never say no to her. You may leave!"

Nikhil stands up after hearing Swara, he then looks at Kavita, who rolls her eyes away.

"Don't forget you were the one who called me for a deal, not me!"

"That wouldn't have happened if we knew who you were, we unfortunately made a grave mistake by calling you." Swara responds and Nikhil stares at the two in disbelief.

"May I know why you declined my deal? Is there any grudges you hold against me?" Nikhil asks, looking at Swara.

Kavita, who had her arms crossed unfolds them "Maybe you should go ask your brother that question!" She angrily says and Nikhil turns his head towards her, creasing his forehead in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh please! Don't act so innocent and as if you are clueless. We HATE you and your brother! If I see you or your brother anywhere near Swara and me, I promise you Mr Nikhil, I will ruin you, your name, your reputation and your brother and his ego!" Kavita angrily remarks, confusing Nikhil.

Swara inhales a deep breath, looking at Nikhil as she knew she couldn't control the anger rising inside Kavita.

"Leave!" Swara says as she exhales but Nikhil decides to ignore her.

"What are you saying?" He asks Kavita and Kavita shakes her head in disbelief as she stares at him with disgust.

She walks towards him and slaps him across the face with all her anger, shocking him and Swara. "This is what I should've done ages ago and even now I find this less, you and your brother should just go and die! That's when I'll be at peace!"

"Security!" Swara yells. "Security!" She yells again and soon two men walk inside the cabin.

"Get this man out of this building, now." Swara orders and the security men nod, walking towards Nikhil.

Both grab onto a confused yet stunned Nikhil as he stares at Kavita and Swara. Swara looks at them and they start dragging Nikhil out.

As Nikhil left and the door shut, Kavita falls back, onto the sofa with glassy eyes. Swara rolls her wheels towards Kavita and Kavita covers her face with her hands, beginning to sob.

"Kavita. . ." Swara trails off and Kavita drops her hands on her lap, looking at Swara while crying.

"The past will leave me Swara. . ." Kavita cries and Swara controls herself. "This happened because of me Swara. I'm sorry!" She continues and cries. Swara shakes her head negatively and holds her hand.

"Because of me you're in this condition." Kavita mummers and closes her eyes, continuing to cry.

This time Swara couldn't block her emotions and they streamed out, forming water inside her eyes.

"Shhh. . . Kavita please. . ."

"No Swara! This is all my fault, I will always stay guilty for the rest of my life because I'm the reason you're on this wheelchair." Kavita interrupts as she sniffs and sobs.

Swara stares at Kavita emotionally, she knew that each time she would say something, Kavita wouldn't stop blaming herself so she decided to stay quiet and held Kavita's hands, nodding a 'no' while Kavita couldn't help but to cry. All that anger changed into tears and flowed down from her eyes.

**
Somewhere:

Sanskaar and Lakshya were sat on a bench at a tea stall, healing their bruises with ice covered in cloths.

Sanskaar wouldn't stop glaring at Lakshya.

"Bhai please, don't stare at me like that, I said I'm sorry but see the positive thing! If we didn't reach there then she still would've been in those goons captive, wouldn't she?" Lakshya had a point which made Sanskaar think.

"What if we didn't go? She still would've saved herself but at least we know a little more about her, now we know what to plan next."

"No no no no. I can't risk it anymore with your plans, I will do whatever there is to be done my way now." Sanskaar makes clear and Lakshya sighs.

"Which is?" Lakshya asks.

"Natural and like you say, by fluke. I will meet her and do whatever there needs to be done."

"Yeah as if, I don't think she would like to see your face after today." Lakshya, as a joke utters which annoyed Sanskaar and he glances at Lakshya with a glare.

"All thanks to you!" Sanskaar taunts and Lakshya makes a face.

"But listen Bhai, I have a better plan this time."

"No."

"At least listen."

"No."

"Bhai, listen."

"No."

"The plan is that we you will think practical on the situations I'll create. That's how you'll win her trust." Lakshya tells even after Sanskaar saying no.

"What do you mean?" Sanskaar asks as he started to think about Lakshya's plan.

"Why should I say? You don't want to listen."

"I want to hear how pathetic this idea of yours is."

"Haha very funny!" Lakshya sarcastically responds and Sanskaar smirks, looking forward.

Lakshya places the ice cloth on his hand and faces Sanskaar "What I mean is, I will create situations or at any situations that rise, you will think practically each time and win her trust because she seems like a girl that gets impressed with realistic ways, just like today, if we called the police instead of going there, she would've hugged you." Sanskaar looks at Lakshya and Lakshya stopped. "Not literally hugged you but you know, like she would be impressed with you." He adds and Sanskaar nods in understanding, looking away.

"I have a small idea. . ." Lakshya adds and leans closer to Sanskaar, whispering to his ear.

End of Part 6.

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