Love's Redemption♡

CHAPTER- 34

"Let's swap roles, you wait and I don't come back"
-- Mahmoud Darwish
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5 years ago--

Vahni POV:

I'm still reeling from Vihaan's message when I see notifications from Anisha and Veer on my phone. They're both asking if I'm alright, saying that they heard from Aryaan that Vihaan had taken me home last night.

I don't bother replying. I'm too angry, too hurt, and too disappointed. I quickly change into something comfortable, grab the car keys, and head out the door.

I know how to drive, but I don't have my own car. My dad uses our family car for work, so I usually can't take it to school. But today, my dad is at home, so I take the opportunity to drive.

As I drive, I feel my emotions boiling over. I'm angry at Vihaan for kissing me and then dismissing it as a mistake. I'm hurt that he doesn't feel the same way about me. And I'm disappointed in myself for letting my guard down around him.

After 20 minutes of driving, I stop in front of Vihaan's house. I climb out of the car, feeling a sense of determination wash over me. I'm not going to let Vihaan get away with this. I'm going to confront him, and I'm going to make him listen.

I march up to Vihaan's front door and ring the bell. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, and my hands are shaking with anger.

The door opens, and Vihaan stands before me, looking calm and collected. But I'm not having it.

"You think you can just kiss me and then dismiss it as a mistake?" I demand, my voice shaking with rage. "You think you can just hurt me like that and get away with it?"

Vihaan looks taken aback by my outburst, but he quickly regains his composure. "I was drunk, okay?" he says, his voice firm but calm. "I didn't mean to hurt you. It was just a mistake."

"A mistake?" I repeat, my voice rising. "You call kissing me a mistake? You call hurting me a mistake?"

Vihaan sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to hurt you. Can we just drop it?"

But I'm not going to let him off that easily. "No, we can't just drop it," I say, my voice firm. "You need to explain to me why you kissed me. You need to explain to me why you hurt me."

Vihaan's expression darkens, and he takes a step closer to me. "I kissed you because I was drunk, okay?" he says, his voice low and menacing. "And I hurt you because I'm an idiot. Are you happy now?"

But I'm not happy. I'm furious. "You're an idiot?" I repeat, my voice rising. "You're an idiot for kissing me? Or you're an idiot for hurting me?"

Vihaan's eyes flash with anger, and he takes another step closer to me. "I'm an idiot for both, okay?" he says, his voice low and menacing. "I'm an idiot for kissing you, and I'm an idiot for hurting you. Are you satisfied now?"

But I'm not satisfied. I'm still angry, still hurt. And I'm not going to let Vihaan get away with this.

The conversation escalates, with both of us shouting over each other. Vihaan's face is red with anger, and his eyes are flashing with contempt.

"You're so upset about one kiss?" he sneers. "You've kissed Veer before, haven't you? And you were dancing with that guy last night, practically throwing yourself at him."

I feel a stinging sensation in my eyes as tears begin to form. "That has nothing to do with this," I shout, trying to keep my voice steady.

But Vihaan just laughs. "Oh, come on," he says, his voice dripping with malice. "You're a slut, aren't you? You've been with plenty of guys before. One kiss from me shouldn't matter so much to you."

I feel like I've been punched in the gut. I'm stunned, hurt, and angry all at once. I try to speak, but my voice is shaking too much.

Vihaan's face twists into a cruel smile. "You're just mad because you wanted more," he sneers. "You're just mad because I didn't want you."

I feel tears streaming down my face now. I'm humiliated, hurt, and angry. I try to turn and walk away, but my legs feel like jelly.

And then, just as I'm about to collapse, I hear a voice behind me.

"Vihaan, that's enough," the voice says, firm and commanding.

I turn to see Aryaan standing behind me, his eyes blazing with anger.

Vihaan's looks at Aryaan, his expression hardens again.

"Oh, great, now you're taking her side like Veer?" Vihaan sneers at Aryaan. "You're always so quick to defend her, aren't you?"

Aryaan's eyes flash with anger. "I'm not taking anyone's side, Vihaan," he says, his voice firm. "I'm just telling you to stop being a jerk."

Vihaan laughs. "Oh, so now you're the moral police?" he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

I take a step forward, my eyes blazing with anger. "You have no right to talk to me like that, Vihaan," I say, my voice shaking with rage. "You have no right to hurt me and then insult me."

Vihaan's smile grows wider. "Oh, poor baby," he says, his voice mocking. "You can't handle a little bit of truth?"

Suddenly, I feel a surge of adrenaline and my hand twitches with anger. I raise my hand, and with a satisfying smack, I slap Vihaan across the face.

The sound echoes through the air, and Vihaan's eyes widen in shock. His smile falters, and for a moment, he looks taken aback.

Aryaan's voice rings out behind me. "Vihaan, that's enough."

Vihaan's face twists into a snarl. "You think you're so perfect, don't you?" he spits at me.

I stand tall, my heart pounding in my chest. "I may not be perfect, but at least I'm not a coward like you."

Vihaan's eyes flash with anger, and he takes a step closer to me. But Aryaan intervenes, his voice firm. "Vihaan, back off."

I feel a surge of anger and hurt, and I take a step closer to Vihaan. "You know what, Vihaan?" I say, my voice low and deadly. "You will regret this one day. And that day, I will not come back."

Vihaan's smile falters for a moment, and he looks at me with a flicker of uncertainty. But then his expression hardens again, and he turns and closes the door behind him with a bang.

I watch him go, feeling a mix of emotions: anger, hurt, and a deep sense of betrayal. I thought Vihaan was my friend, but now I realize that I don't really know him at all.

I turn and walk back to my car, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. I get in and start the engine, feeling a sense of numbness wash over me.

As I drive away from Vihaan's house, I feel a sense of hurt and anger that I've never felt before. I'm not sure how I'm going to deal with this, but I know I need to get out of there.

I drive home in a daze, feeling tears stream down my face. I'm not sure what just happened, but I know it's going to take me a long time to get over it.

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