Fighting!

Chapter 19

Chapter 19:

Ananya's point of view:

It was evening when my friends left after spending the whole afternoon with me, Diya and my mom. They dropped my mom back at home. Dad called saying his friends are visiting, so she had to rush back to make dinner. Diya was tired. She was so happy playing with my friends. Her excitement knew no bound. She had their undivided attention. After they left after lunch, she yawned and slept off. Then when I checked my phone, there was no call from Aayush and I got this sunken feeling. My messages were also not answered.

Time was 5pm, I thought he would be back at 7 so I picked up a book and started reading. I was so invested in this romantic book that I forgot the time itself. I heard Diya's voice in baby monitor so I got up to check on her. I checked the time, it was already 7:30. Frowning, I picked Diya up and changed her diaper. Seeing her cute smile, my frown faded away. Picking her up, I went to kitchen to get her milk. I made some juice for myself and settled on the dining table. I couldn't hold myself back and called him again.

Still no reply.

I called again, no answer.

I tried again and he picked up.

"Hey" I couldn't control my excitement. I missed him so much.

"Why are you calling me so often? I didn't pick up the first time for a reason" His voice was so harsh that my mind turned blank.

I didn't know how to answer so I hung up.

I just sat there with a frown and I didn't even realise my eyes tearing up. My anger took control of my emotions within seconds. How dare he?

What does he think about himself? He can't just do that. I would never let him take me for granted. We had such a good week why the hell would be do that? What did I do wrong?. It's already 7:30pm, is it wrong to call and ask him when he'll be back?. Maybe I got so involved that I cared too much about him. When did I get this pathetic?

I hate this.

Wiping my anger, I picked Diya up and went to living room to watch TV. I put some show on and tried to divert my mind. It worked because that's what I do. But still in between his tone would pop up and I would feel like someone stuck my heart with an arrow. I started making rice, mom helped me in the afternoon to make some curry. Once it was done, I fed Diya and had my dinner. I wanted to wait for him and make and have dinner together but I'm not at all in a mood to wait for him. I played with Diya for a while, it kind of helped me and calm me down.

When Diya got sleepy, I put her in her crib and sat there until she completely fell asleep. I closed the door slowly and came out. When I checked the time, it was 10pm. Shaking my head I went to the room and laid down on my bed. My eyes started to water as soon as I remembered the way he talked to me. He hasn't even called to apologise or to talk, not like I'll pick his call but still. My tears started pouring down remembering the wedding day, remembering my parents and my friends. I started contemplating why I did this. Did I make a mistake saying yes? He was so sweet and now he's so rude. I should have talked to him more before saying yes. I just don't want to talk to him. I can't even go to my parents house and leave Diya alone. I can't take her with me either, she's his daughter.

I heard the front door open and my spine stiffened. Rage burned through my soul, wanting to hurl curse words at him was stronger. I just pretended like I was asleep. I heard him open Diya's room, my heart melted a bit, just a bit. I wanted to go to sleep for real to ignore him but sleep was far on my mind. After few minutes, our room door opened and I made sure I don't make any noise. I don't want him to know I was awake. I don't want to have a conversation right now. I felt his eyes on me but then I heard him open the closet door and then bathroom door. It also irked me that he didn't talk to me.

Arghhh! I'm going crazy.

When he came back from the bathroom, he slipped inside the duvet. I could feel his warmth, he was very close.

"Ananaya" I heard him but chose to ignore.

"Ananya" this time he whispered in my ears.

"Baby" and my resolve went down the gutter. Did he just call me baby?

"I know you are awake, your eyeballs are moving. I'm really sorry" His arm wrapped around my waist pulling me in a back hug.

How dare he touch me after behaving so rude to me?

I tried to shrug off his arm, keyword- tried. His behemoth arm didn't even an inch. Stupid bicep.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to snap. The work pressure was worst and when you called my manager was yelling at the team and I had to take the heat" He tried to explain but I didn't move an inch. Even I do, I'll burst like a volcano.

"Please" He said pressing his lips on my temple.

All hell broke lose for me.

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