"Past is something which will never leave you behind, it's you who leaves past behind."

~ withbeautifulwings.

"Good morning sweetheart.."

I thought it was Vihaan cause he is the only one who has audacity to call me sweetheart but.... No he wasn't Vihaan.

He was that person who almost ruined my life... Yes almost cause I didn't gave him chance of completing ruining it.

Now the question was how the hell did he entered the home..? How did my parents and brother let him in..?

My head was spinning around and my heart was conquered with fear. I was just standing there seeing him even when it's blurry.

And then suddenly....

I woke up...

Ooh god!! It was a terrible dream. My breathing was heavy and my heartbeats were dancing crazily.

"I am strong
I am strong.."

Were the words I was continuously repeating in my mind until I was calmed down.

I did my morning routine half heartily.

I was walking towards the living room when my legs suddenly stopped when I heard four familiar voices coming from living room.

'is my dream coming true..?'

Was my first thought.

But I said no, my parents will never let that asshole come inside our home.

I slowly slowly made my way towards the living room mustering up courage.

"I am strong
I am strong.."

Again I started chanting.

When I reached there, Amey spoke out the same sentence which he spoke in my dreams which did nothing but made me more anxious than I am already.

"Vaishnavi see who have come to meet you."

Everything was happening exactly like my dream expect the thing where my eye sight was blurry.

I was not able to turn around to glance on that person and continued to look at Amey cause..... I was scared to the death.

But...

The voice which came from the other side made me snap my head towards that direction and somewhat it made me...... Relaxed.

"Good morning sweetheart..."

It was Vihaan's voice not that jerk's voice.

Water if relaxation poured throughout my whole body.

"Vaishnavi what happened..?"
This time it was my father who spoke up.

I looked around to see everyone sitting with pure confusion on their faces.

I guess they saw what I didn't want them to see.

I shook my head and forced myself to smile.

"Good morning Vihaan..

I am okay it's just I am thirsty. I will comeback after having water."

After speaking the whole sentence in one go, I went directly inside kitchen.

I splashed the running water from the tap on my face and gulped the whole bottle of cold water.

Why did I saw that person in my dreams after such-

My whole body jerked when I suddenly felt someone touch my shoulder. I felt like that same old 17 year teenager for few seconds but when that person's voice reached my ears I was calmed down instantly.

"Calm down, it's me."
She said and patted my back to relax me. It was my mom and Vihaan's future mother-in-law. It's soo funny because even after currently being traumatized, I am thinking about him.  I don't know how but thinking about him cooled me down..... That's when I came to know that he has an effect on me.

But soon I was drawn back to reality from my dream world when my mother asked me something. She knew that something is wrong with me. I mean how can she not, she is my mother and knows every inch of me.

"What happened beta..? Why you were soo scared but soon relaxed when you saw Vihaan..? I know you were thinking someone else to be at his palace, am I right..?"

See now you know from where I got my lawyer vala traits. My mom is totally police vali material.... Or its motherly instincts...? Whatever it is but she always manages to read me.

"Mu-mm-y I s-aw-

a dr-ea-m...... A t-e-rri-bl-e d-r-eam."

I answered her with my voice shaking very badly but somehow it sounded very stern too.

"I always knew that my daughter is very strong... More stronger than the storm. See dreams are unrealistic things and even if it happens to you in real, I know you are strong. You will deal with it perfectly."

She then cupped my face and kissed my forehead which made me smile genuinely for the first time from the morning.

My mom, she will always speak what she wants to and very well knows how to pick up appropriate words. Another trait which I inherited from her.

But even after her very very comforting words, I wanted to ask her whether I should visit that place again or not because I know she will give me the best advice.

"Maa do you think that I should  visit that Psychiatrist again...?"