Simran trudged back home, weary of school. The way other people looked at her just made her sigh and wonder how cruel the world was. She had no interest in talking to her group, knowing it was Anushka's carelessness that had caused this. She couldn't see her without having the urge to punch her face and so she had kept away from her the entire day, just hoping that the anger would settle.

As she reached the door, she got a call.

"Simran, how are you doing?" Nupur's voice was immediately heard as she picked up, making her sigh.

"However you expect me to be doing, that's how I'm doing." She said, unlocking her door. She didn't have any fear of her parents ever being at home - her father had abandoned them a long time ago and her mother was busy funding the lavish lifestyle that she lived, only coming home for a month before going away to wherever her heart would take her. Last she had known, her mother was in Trinidad, doing something.

As long as she didn't have to worry about rent or food, Simran thought. She had grown accustomed to living along since she was 15. At first there were different ladies that used to stay with her as she was too young but as she grew older, she had herself told her mother that she didn't require any supervision. Her mother didn't care, just left her to her own devices.

What a sad and lonely world indeed.

"I was saying, we've come up with a plan to get revenge. Are you in?" Nupur's voice was heard, breaking her out of her own self pity. She plopped down on the couch after keeping her bag at the door, stretching her legs.

"Oh, absolutely. 100%." Simran angrily replied. Meera had to pay for all the things she had done, to everyone involved. "Someone just leaked a couple of her nudes and she went on such a revenge arc. Just imagine if Virat had done something more. Anyways, what have you done so far?"

"Her dad's out of a job." Nupur laughed. "They aren't too well off in terms of finance, so Meera should be begging us for some respite sometime soon. Her mom's still at work though. We were hoping you could help us with that."

"Tell me." Simran hummed.

"Her mother works at one of your subsidiaries. Maybe there could be a pay cut? Or maybe there could be a mass firing?" Nupur remarked. "I'll message you the details of her employment. You decide what to do, it's your choice. It'll just help bring Meera to her natural begging state a lot sooner."

"Okay. I'll do that. Anything else?"

"Listen, if you need a friend I'm here. I hope you know that. Ritika, Gia and I are just waiting for a call back, okay? I know you wouldn't want to talk to Anu but she's extremely sorry as well. She's dying to talk to you but only if and when you feel okay enough to talk. Until then, we're always waiting." Nupur said in all seriousness. "You understand?"

"Yes." Simran hummed. "Thank you, I'll call you later when I do feel better."

"Bye, Simi."

"Bye bye."

Simran cut the call and immediately called up Shreyas. She honestly needed a break from all this and she couldn't wait to be buried with him and in him. She needed someone to listen to her and not give their point of view, which Shreyas would be perfect for, since he's not involved.

As Shreyas picked up, she immediately heard his sleepy voice.

"Hey, babe. What's up?"

"Have I told you that you sound the most sexy just after waking up? God, you should sleep more especially around this time so that I can have the pleasure in waking you up and hearing your voice." She giggled, turning around on the sofa.

"Sure, I'll gladly do that. Have you come back from school? Or should I come and pick you up?" He countered, sounding more awake now.

"No, I'm back. I'm just waiting for you in my house, wearing my uniform. I remember someone having a fantasy of fucking someone in their uniform." She giggled, hearing the sound of movement.

"Babe, you woke me up right away. I'll be there in 5. Stay there and don't move."

-

"What Gia was telling wasn't wrong either, you know?" Bhuvi spoke as Nupur cut the call, smiling to herself.

"What was she telling?" Nupur said, turning to Bhuvi.

"When we all met, she was telling about how we shouldn't fall to her level. I agree with her." Bhuvi said. "Seeing you having fun while perpetually ruining someone's life isn't all sunshine and rainbows. Honestly, I'm surprised."

"Bhuvi, you know me." Nupur leaned towards him. "You honestly thought I'd let Meera get away from all this?"

"No, I knew that." He shook his head. "I just didn't think that you'd go to this length to exact revenge."

"I don't think you knew me at all, Bhuvi." She smiled, eyes watering. She sniffed and tilted her head, Bhuvi watching as a tear fell from her eye. She wiped it off with her fingers, flicking it away. "I never told you this, I didn't think it was necessary but I think you should know."

"When Virat and Anushka started this whole thing about sleeping with a third person, I was the first one."

"I don't understand." Bhuvi shook his head. "You mean to say -"

"Yeah." She muttered. "I slept with Virat and Anushka as well."

"How could you never tell me this before?" Bhuvi got up. "Does Gia know?"

"No." She muttered, head down. "No one knows except us three and now you, I guess. It was a drunken mistake, we were just experimenting with alcohol and we all drank ourselves into a stupor. We didn't even know anything until the next morning. Hell, I don't even remember what happened during the night. Literally the last thing I remember was us three doing cheers."

"Wow." Bhuvi came closer. "So that's why you didn't even look surprised that all this was happening with Simran. Only Virat, Anushka and Simran knew about it. I guess Jasprit too, since he walked into it. You knew too because you were in this entire thing. I guess Rohit knew because Virat must have told him and Rohit obviously will tell Ritika. So only me and Gia were in the blind about this and of course the entire public."

"I'm sorry."

"What are you truly sorry for? Sorry for doing it or sorry that you told me this now? It's been one and a half years to our relationship, when were you going to tell me about this? When we got married?" Bhuvi shouted, Nupur flinching back.

"You thought about marrying me?" She whispered, looking at Bhuvi as tears fell on her face.

"I thought about my whole life with you, Nupur. How we'd go to college together, get married and have the cutest babies. You are it for me, Nupur."

"Then why are you thinking about this right now? This happened such a long ago, it doesn't matter." Nupur got up, coming closer to Bhuvi and holding his hand. "We can forget about all this! I love you, Bhuvi. You are the one for me too, I can't even think about living my life without you by my side."

"I need to think, Nupur." Bhuvi mumbled, tears starting to form in his eyes. "I need some space."

"No, Bhuvi. see we can get through this. I promise, I'll never hide anything from you ever again." Nupur cried harder, looking at his defeated face. "I'll even leave this revenge plan. You wanted this, right?"

"I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do, Nupur. I love you too much to see you sad." Bhuvi held her face in his palm, wiping the tears from her face. "I just need a day. Give me a day."

"Okay." She nodded. "Promise you'll come back to me?"

"I promise."

-

Secrets? O.o