Bhavik's POV
KOLKATA
Holy fuck! Here I am standing in front of Kolkata train station on the other side of India, in a place I don't know, where people speak a language I don't know, with people I don't know, alone, with a girl I ran away with from a brothel
"Bhavik"
Shit. Bhavik what on earth were you thinking. I clutch my hair, AAAARGGGHH. I just want to scream. What on earth am I supposed to do? I'm in a place I have no idea of, with a girl who has barely seen the world. What am I gonna do? Where are we gonna stay, I barely have any money, my stupid phone I lost while running , We don't have any clothes
"Bhavik, can you hear me"
What am I gonna say at work, what am I gonna say to my friends, fuck what am I gonna say to baba and maa. Should I go back, but what am I gonna do with her if I go back, I can't take her home, but what am I gonna do here, aaargh fuck this stupid headache.
"Bhavik"
"WHAT" I snapped, pulling my hand away. Urgh. I immediately regret my decision as her eyes widen and she pulls her hand back.
(umm, aap javaab nahin de rahe the, kya aap theek hain?)
"Umm, you weren't responding, are you okay?" She replies pulling my shirt closer around her
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath as I run a hand over my face. "I'm okay, just a little stressed"
I dart my eyes around. Oh thank god and STD booth " I'll be back I need to make a call" I nod at her reassuringly before I cross the road
...
Ring Ring... Ring Ring
Pick up, pick up
Ring Ring... Ring Ring, Ring Ri
"Oh thank god you picked up"
"Hello" Never in my life have I been so relieved to hear Salim's voice so early in the morning.
"Hello bro, its me Bhavik"
"Who is calling so early" Arjun
"It's Bhavik. What are you calling so early?"
"Dude I'm in a situation in Kolkata right now."
(kya. kya bakavaas kar rahe ho)
"What. What nonsense are you saying since when was Kamathipura in Kolkata" Urgh this idiot I roll my eyes
"Listen, it's a long story. I'll tell you everything later, but stuff happened and I'm here in Kolkata with Mayuri. I don't know anyone, or anything. I don't have a place to go, or any money, or my phone. What do I do, I need your help bro"
"Arjun, get up idiot... Stop grumbling and get up....Okay bro tell us what happened"
" I just told you it's a long story I will tell you everything later but what should I do"
"What should you do are u an idiot, you have one of the best girls of Kamathipura with you all alone in an unknown place you have free reign"
(chup kar saale)
"Shut the fuck up bastard, I'm serious"
"Fine, fine, I think Ihave an uncle in Kolkata or somewhere near there, I'll give you his number, and I'll talk to him."
I breathe a sigh of relief as I say a quick thanks to god "Oh thank you so much bro you are a real one"
"What about work can you tell them I will be taking leave for a week"
YOU ARE READING
The Girl Behind The Door
General FictionWhat happens when a young man looses a bet with his friends and is forced to spend a night at a brothel?... what happens when a young girl decides to trust a stranger?... Where will life take these individuals? . . . . . She was sitting with her leg...
