The confession

Prabir heard a soft knock on the door and was jarred out of his wild thoughts. He looked at the small clock placed on his table. It was 11.30 p.m.

He rapidly strode and opened the door. " Bhargu? Is everything okay?"he exclaimed.

"I need to talk," she said sternly.

He led her in and she shut the door with her leg.

He scanned her face searching for some distraught or dismay but her face was void of any emotions. She sat on the edge of the bed and he sat before her dragging a chair.

She looked deep into his gemstone green eyes and began, "How long have you known Vishwesh?"

"Umm...since l..last seven years, why?"he asked startled.

"What do you know about him?" She enquired brusquely.

"He's a nice guy, his father is an ENT specialist, his mother used to work as a model for some lead advertising agencies."

"I asked you about him.. not his family. What makes you think that he is a nice guy precisely, if you could please enlighten me,"she probed him further.

Confused, he ran his fingers in his hair and stated bluntly, " He's always cheerful and jovial, it's good to have him around," and he paused.

"Ahan! And? Go on," She pleaded.

"Why are you probing me about him Bhargu? What's wrong?" He asked impatiently.

"Prabir I'll advice you to keep that filthy thing away from Paru. You need to check her phone to know what I am talking about,"she replied earnestly.

"Bhargu ...please tell me what's wrong, why are you asking me to check on her phone?" He urged.

"Prabir you remember two days ago, when we went with Vishwesh in his car. Don't you think he was overly friendly with Parul very suddenly?
I saw him take something out of his shirt pocket in a gift wrap and present her.

Yeah! He might not physically harm her ever and may be he's just flirting with her for fun, but that dumbo might get hurt, because I am damn sure that he doesn't like Paru and she is just a fifteen years old teenager," she spoke her mind out.

He wiped his face with his fingers and said, "come with me!"He stormed into Parul's room waking her up,  Bhargavi slowly followed him.

"Give me your phone," he demanded Parul. His face displayed many emotions - hurt, anger, frustration, he looked quiet pissed off.

He snatched her phone after she had unlocked it and searched the WhatsApp chats. There were numerous flirtatious messages sent by Vishwesh.

'Ah! I must be in heaven, because you are an ANGEL '

'Did you just take a shower ?'

' Aww!! You are so cute baby!'

"Why were you replying to this scumbag ?" he asked annoyed.

"Bhaiya, he's a nice guy and he's your friend,"she replied smoothly.

Bhargavi giggled out aloud even on trying hard to stifle the laughter and mouthed at Prabir ' He's a nice guy'.

She snatched Parul's phone from Prabir's hand and typed in " Stay away from my sis, you piece of shit!" and sent it immediately, then blocked his number and hurled the phone on the bed.

"What did he gift you that day?" Bhargavi asked Parul edgily but because of the frosty look on her face, Parul trembled back with fear.

"Bhargu...you are scaring her,"Prabir interrupted. Bhargavi left the room without even sparing them a glance. She stood just outside Parul's room with her back leaning against the wall quietly.

Parul brought the earrings gifted by Vishwesh from the cupboard and placed it in Prabir's hand.

He took a glance and placed it on her table mumbling softly, " Don't worry Paru. Go to bed, we'll talk tomorrow okay! " and stroked her head gently before leaving.

Bhargavi stood rock-steady with no particular emotions on her face except a very warm smile. As Prabir approached close, she murmured, " I know you are not particularly choosy about your friends and trust people very easily, which might appear to be a good thing on the surface but isn't. It's not easy to know a person inside out, you might end up knowing only what they want you to know about them," she said tersely and left for her room as he stood motionless reflecting on his  own decisions. He had been careless by not paying attention to Vishwesh who was almost glued to his sister and then Bhargavi was right, Parul trusted Vishwesh only because he was his friend.

He heard his phone ring, and taking it out from his pocket, the name flashing on it irritated him. It was Vishwesh. "Prabir ..I..I..am sorry, I was only trying to cheer up the poor girl, " he heard him say.

"Shut up! You moron! I know exactly how you were trying to cheer her up, I skimmed through all your messages. You are now trying to hit on a fifteen year old teenager? You tried to flirt with my Paru,Vishwesh?" He replied in a hurt tone.

" Prabir I am sorry. I did not think she would take me seriously. I never thought, me flirting with her could cause any trouble. I'll never do it again I promise,"Vishwesh apologized.

" Gosh! You're freaking crazy Vishwesh. That silly girl believes each and every word you've typed in those messages," Prabir replied annoyed.
Then he heard some sobs coming from his sister's room.

He strode into her room questioning,
"Paru...why are you crying?"

"She's crying? " Vishwesh asked puzzled.

"Yes, you moron and it's all because of you," Prabir replied enraged.

"Ok! Put the phone on speaker Prabir, I'll talk to her. It's all my fault," Vishwesh pleaded.

"Paru...you want to talk to Vishwesh?"he enquired.

"No!" Parul shrieked.

"I am hanging up, she doesn't want to talk to you,"Prabir replied on the phone.

"Please don't! Let me talk to her just once please," Vishwesh pleaded again.

"Okay! I'll put the phone on speaker," Prabir replied and held the phone turning on the speaker.

" Hello! Parul
I am sorry dear. Please forgive me," Vishwesh apologized.

" Was all that a lie? It was all just sweet-talk while you literally meant nothing?" She snapped back.

"Save your apologies Vishwesh, you might need them later,"Bhargavi said sarcastically as she entered Parul's room with her arms crossed on her chest. She moved forward and disconnected the call seizing the phone away from Prabir's hand.

"How long will you continue this drama?" Bhargavi enquired Parul with grave disgust showing up on her face as she sat on the edge of her bed, crossing her legs.

"Relax! Paru...the sky has not fallen. Yes! He called you sweety, honey, sweetheart, an angel ...so what if he meant nothing? Now, if I am upset with you and call you a chameleon, a snake, a bat or a chimp would you believe that you are any of these?

Why the hell are you crying Paru??

All Vishwesh did was - try to uplift your spirits like we sometimes say sorry even if we don't mean it... just out of general courtesy.

Go to sleep Paru, you have school tomorrow," Bhargavi said.

Then she got up and gestured Prabir to follow her. She left the room, followed by Prabir, who closed the door behind gently.

"What on Earth were you thinking Prabir? Why did you let him speak to her?

You know why Paru was crying and bawling?
Because she had already started to feel for him and was hurt. He showed fake concerns for her and she fell in the trap.

We cannot expect teenagers to behave rationally Prabir.
Now, don't worry so much, she'll be alright.

Vishwesh and Parul have hardly known each other for three days, she got so strongly attached to him only because, she has no friends and he was very kind and supportive," Bhargavi whispered.

His gemstone green eyes glistened with moisture. He was looking into her jet black eyes, as if searching for answers.

"Prabir what's wrong?" She asked concerned.

"Paru's a teenager ...I am not.. I ...I have fallen in love with you Bhargu...I am scared as hell that you may shut me out of your life. Now what do you do with me Bhargu? " He whispered in a low rasping voice.

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