C H A P T E R O N E . . .

A V L E E N 📍M I L A N, I T A L Y
"Please! Please! Mama! Papa! No. I-I b-beg you. Leave my P-parents."
I begged, sobbing loudly. Tears falling from my eyes.
"NO!!!! Mama!"
I fall on my knees. Crying and shouting helplessly.
Everyone of them laughing at my helplessness.
"Ahhhhh"
I shouted as I opened my eyes. Not that nightmare again.
I grab my phone to check the time. 4:45 A.m.
Tears escaped my eyes remembering the nightmare I just had.
Why? Why god? Just why?
I left india in hope that I'll leave my dark past behind.
But Even in new environment. I'm still haunted.
Haunted by Nightmares.
Haunted by my past.
Huh! People say just forget your Past and focus on future. But no! It's not easy as it seems to be.
Even if you try to move on. It will haunt you.
I hugged my legs as I cried.
I am the problem. I am the fault. I know.
I cried and cried. Cried until my alarm started ringing.
I consoled myself and got up to get freshen.
I come out of the shower and choose a decent lose black t-shirt and Brown cargo jeans.
I put on some makeup. One thing about me, even if I had cried for hours. Makeup and Some ice creams can heal me.
I checked the time, 7:30 a.m. I should be leaving now.
I entered the university. I walked into corridor towards my classroom.
"Hey, babe. How are you?" Again! He blocked my way. By he I mean 'Dante Aiello'.
Dante Is the average bad boy of university. The crush of all the girls. But for some reason he's been irritating me for some few days.
"Leave my way." I told plainly uninterested in any of his blabbering.
"Why babe? Why should I?" He uttered like a shameless person. Like dude, have some shame! The other person is not even interested in seeing your face.
"Stop calling me babe!" I said angrily this time fed up of him calling me babe. His minions were constantly whispering thing in his ears.
"You're so pretty, don't you think? You need a boyfriend like me." I seriously want to punch his pig like face.
"No, not at all!" I straightforwardly told him while keep a mischievous smile on my face.
He raised his eyebrows and damn how much of a pig a person can be!
"Why you're constantly rejecting me? Just take a look at me! What do I lack?!" He spattered irritating me more. Can't he understand he don't have anything expect his fathers money.
"A brain. There are a lot of thing tho.",I answered.
His minions started laughing but he glared at them as they stopped immediately still holding their laugh.
He made a weird disappointed face. I pushed him away and cleared my way.
I entered my class as I looked for my friend. I spotted her.
I settled my things on the table she was sitting on.
She looked at me. Shocked. I know why. She is shocked to see me early.
"Avleen! You are early today! Woah!",She said not believing her eyes. She is the only friend I have.
"You know Amelia, I woke up early today.",I told simply. She suddenly looked concerned.
"Did y-you have your nightmare again?",She asked with concern. I became silent. I hate even remembering it.
She understood and said.
"It's ok Ava. Leave this topic." She consoled me patting my shoulders. She is the only one I had openly discussed my past to. And she understands it too.
"Well, you know you're coming to Emily's birthday party tonight and I don't want to hear anything from you.",She said. I gave a boring look. I hate birthday parties. I just feel so annoyed by the chirping going around. ( author also hate birthday parties. )
"Ami, but-"No ifs or buts! I will come to pick you up at sharp 8 p.m." She cuts me off. I defeatedly nodded. She smiled.
Classes started. Classes ended.
I stretched my arms. And I hit Amelia. ☺️.
"Bitch what!!",She shouted. And hit me back. I hit her again.
And it goes like this for 5 minutes until we felt eyes on us. ☺️.
We both were now walking to our apartments. Yes, Amelia don't live with her family. Reason, family issues.
We both work in a café handled by a old lady but today she was out of town that's why it is closed today.
"Bye babes! See you at 8 p.m." Amelia bid her bye. I reciprocate her bye and separated our ways.
I opened my apartment's door and entered.
I threw my bag and phone on the couch.
I came after changing into some comfortable and threw myself on the sofa.
Suddenly my phone started ringing. I sighed and looked at the caller ID 'Siddhant'.
My breathe hitched. My hands went cold. What does he wants from me now?
I gulped and hesitatingly picked up the call.
"Hell Ms. Dhariwal, I hope you're ok.",His voice echoed from the other side.
What should I speak. I was feeling numb.
"What do they want from me now?",I speak with so much difficulty.
He laughed. I frowned. I didn't said a joke, did I?
"Ms. Dhariwal, maybe you're forgetting something?" He reminded me. I inhaled deeply as I closed my eyes.
"I'm not.",I cleared out.
"I hope you're doing well." He asked. Why does he cares?
"Bold of you to think I'm doing well.",I spattered bitterly. A sad chuckle can be heard from his line.
"I know you have gone through a lot." He said. I have and he was the reason. Did he forgot?
"And You know what you have to do.",He added.
"Of course, I do.",I said and hang up the phone as soon as possible.
I laid on the couch looking at the ceiling.
I know what I have to do. But.
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That's it for this chapter. Share your opinion on it.
One thing I understood that writing The female lead's POV is easier than that of the Male lead's.
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