Tuesday, 23 July 2019

part 11 & 12 : look what you done to me(AR FF)

part 11

whispers broke out in the courtyards as ridz and armaan walked through the school gates. She looked at him quizzically. armaan shrugged his shoulders. Girls pointed at their phones, then at ridz, disgust evident of their faces. ridz clutched her books closer to her chest. The harsh, condescending glares of the girls made her confused and very self-conscious. Had she gotten mud on her clothes?
Had she done something?

armaan raised his eyebrows at the frantic looks on atul and rahuls faces. They gestured wildly at armaan and ridz, then at their phones. ridzs friends, muskaan and angie stared into ridz's eyes, obviously communicating with their eyes. armaan chuckled. Girls, couldn't they just talk to each other? His smile slowly faded as ridz's eyes widened, confused and horrified. She whipped around to find the entire female student body glaring fiercely at her. They pointed at her, rolling their eyes. ridz could feel the tears burning at the back of her throat. armaan looked at her worriedly.


"What is it, ridz? Morning sickness?"

ridz shook her head, her eyes boring into angie and muskaans's. After ten years of being friends, the three had perfected the art of reading each other's minds. angie bit her lip as she stared back at ridz, before nodding gravely. ridz clapped her hand to her mouth, her shining eyes darting to the disgusted glares of the girls around her. armaan blinked, his brows knitting together in confusion.

"What's going on ridz?" he asked nervously, almost afraid to know the answer.

ridz looked at him in the eyes, horror and despair lacing her words.

"The whole college knows"

It all happened too fast. The catcalls and the jeering began, crude remarks thrown across the courtyard at ridz and armaan. ridz blinked back tears at the humiliation.

"Slut!"

"Whore"

"Pregnant bitch!"

"Keep it in your goddamn pants for once!"

"I bet they did it in a random classroom!"

"I bet the baby isn't even his!"

Tears welled up in ridz's eyes as the yelling grew louder and ruder. Her hand moved to cover her stomach protectively. The only person that wasn't eyeing her like she was a piece of trash was  angad, who wore a confused and sympathetic expression on his kind face. armaan cursed under his breath. How did this happen? Which sick bas***d had found out about him and ridz and told the whole collge about them? He curled his hand into an angry fist. When he found out who had leaked the gossip to the collge, he was going to hunt them down and-

"armaan? Can we please go?" ridz's desperate voice broke through armaan's murderous thoughts.

armaan's dangerously dark expression softened at the look of despair on ridz's face. It was like the yelling and taunting had been drowned out by one simple look. He threw a dirty glare to the rest of the mob as he grabbed ridz's hand, leading her away from the crowd. ridz ignored the fluttering in her stomach, concentrating only on how to get away as fast as possible from her hissing and murmuring classmates. She was faintly aware of angie , muskaan . atul and rahul following them.

She was faintly aware of a piercing glare boring a hole in her back.

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The girl's eyes narrowed as she saw armaan lead ridz away from the almost hysterical crowd. Girls whispered bitchily about ridz, pointing at their phones disgustedly. A slow smirk spread across her face. She never thought ruining both armaan's playboy and ridz good girl images would be so fun! That would teach armaan to mess with me, she thought snottily. All she had to do now was sit back and watch everything fall apart. The girl let out a loud laugh.

"What's so funny, nikki?" dia  asked, gently nudging her.

nikki  bit back the malicious retort she had for her air-headed follower. She smiled falsely, tossing her bleached hair over her shoulder.

"Nothing you would understand, dia. Urgh, can you believe the nerve of that slut? Making everyone believe she was a smart little nerd, while all she wanted was to get into armaan's pants. I bet she got knocked up on purpose" she spitefully ranted,

dia twisted her face into what she thought was a sympathetic, understanding expression. nikki just thought she looked like a lost puppy. Rolling her heavily made-up eyes, she strutted across the patio, Dai and posse trailing behind her. She could barely contain her smirk. A single thought ran through her mind.
Let's just see how armaan recovers from this scandal now.

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ridz hiccupped uncontrollably. armaan dutifully patted her back as silent, shocked tears streamed down her face. Sunlight streamed through the science lab as six friends hunched over a table, wondering how things ever got so out of hand. muskaan was the first to speak.

"What the hell happened out there?"

armaan closed his eyes, breathing out of his nose. Who could've done it? The people in the room were the only people who knew it, and armaan trusted them enough to know they wouldn't blurt it out to the whole  college.

So which psychotic son of a bitch did it?

angie wrapped ridz in a comforting hug, pulling her away from armaans grasp. atul and rahul punched armaan on the arm lightly, letting him know they were on his side.

"Don't worry man, when we find out who did this, they won't be seeing any Jonas Brothers concerts anytime soon" rahul joked lightly.

muskaan  rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. rahul winked cheekily at her. ridz smiled through her tears. atul rolled his eyes.

"Not the time to be flirting, guys" he chuckled.

raul  glared. muskaan stuck out her tongue.

"Go make googly eyes with angie "

angie  flushed a deep red and threw a dirty glare at muskaan. ridz giggled, her eyes still red. armaan cleared his throat.

"Hello? Biggest scandal that ever hit college here and you people are flirting? Some friends you guys are" he muttered darkly.

ridz groaned, propping her head on her hand.

"What are we going to do? I can't go out without getting called a 'pregnant whore', I look like a whale and I've just skipped class for the first time. Ever. Oh my God, my life is falling apart" she groaned..

armaan inwardly rolled his eyes. Pregnant women these days. The room fell silent. Nobody knew what to do next.  atul tapped a finger on his chin, deep in thought. angie nudged him, her brown eyes flashing quizzically.

"What is it?"

atul  looked up, chewing on his lip.

"I think I know who did it"
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part 12

"That bitch!"
ridz was fuming when atul  revealed who he thought was the person behind ridz's public humiliation. She curled her hands into a tight ball as her face slowly got redder. armaan leaned away from ridz. She looked like she was going to blow. muskaan rolled her eyes.

"Never upset a pregnant, hormonal woman" she muttered.

"OH MY GOD, I AM GOING TO KILL THAT GODDAMN BI-" ridz began to rant furiously, jumping from her seat next to armaan, screaming profanities.

rahul cringed. The meek, sweet-tempered ridz had been replaced with a raving lunatic. Well, you can't exactly blame her, he thought. No one was exactly chipper after a public humiliation. He looked pointedly at muskaan, telling her to calm her angry friend. She shrugged. ridz wasn't going to stop until every bitter emotion about the whole situation had poured out.

"-first, I get knocked up by some idiot who couldn't even keep it in his pants, or a condom! Then I have to move in with his deranged family, and now I have to deal with some crazy, armaan-loving stalker bitch who wants to ruin my life?! URGH!" ridz plopped on the ground, groaning.

armaan looked appropriately offended, before sliding down next to ridz, awkwardly patting her head. He dealt with women in bed, not women crying on the floor about how he couldn't put on protection to save his life.

"There, there ridz. Um, it's going to be okay?"

That even sounded lame to atul, who had proclaimed himself as the king of lame jokes. ridz's eyes narrowed.

"Why was that a question?" she asked suspiciously.

armaan froze, his eyes widening.

"Er..."

angie rolled her eyes, plopping herself beside her pouting friend.

"Give the poor boy a break. He's a beginner with the ladies" she teased.

armaan stuck out his tongue. atul laughed, making angie blush. ridz huffed.

"Fine, flirt with the idiot while your best friend is having a mid-life crisis. Hmph" she crossed her arms, throwing angie a dirty glare.

atul flushed a deep red, matching angie's pink face. muskaan shook her head, a smirk playing on her lips.

"Pregnancy so doesn't go with you, Bee. Hormonal bitches have never been your type" she quipped.

"Neither has slut" ridz muttered, putting her head in her hands.

angie and muskaan shared a worried look, before staring at armaan.armaan looked confused at their glares.

"What did I do now?" he half-whined.

"More like, what did you do to that girl that made her send the entire school pictures of you and ridz and a doctor's certificate?" muskaan  retorted.

armaan rubbed the back of his neck.

"Er..."

"Actually, don't answer that" angie cut him off, shaking her head.

armaan rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. It's not like I can remember her" he muttered.

ATULS's jaw dropped.

"Dude, how can you not remember her? Smoking hot body, nice big...personality!" atul faltered and stumbled on his words as he caught angie's raised eyebrow.

He flashed her a winning smile. She rolled her eyes. ridz groaned.

"Just great. My friends are getting paired off with a bunch of jocks while I'm stuck with a baby in me. So unfair"

"You have me!" armaan pouted.

ridz raised an eyebrow. armaan opened his mouth to retort, but thought better than to argue with a pregnant woman. She sighed tiredly. It was all too much for one day, let alone one period. angie propped her chin on her hand, looking at atul

"Are you sure it was her? I mean, there's bound to be hundreds of girls that have been heart-broken by armaan. How do know it was her?" she asked.
atul shrugged.

"She was the one that kicked up the most fuss when armaan broke up with her" he replied.

muskaan nodded. rahul s handsome face broke out in a wicked grin, rubbing his hands together.

"Then let's get dia, that bitch"

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"But I didn't do ittttt" dia whined for the seven hundredth time as angie had her pinned against the art room wall.

It was lunch when atul and angie had cornered dia. atul  was rather surprised at angie's strength. That's kinda hot, he mused as he watched angie interrogate the 'suspect' (atul had gotten a bit excited at the prospect of detective work). angie rolled her eyes, inwardly cringing at dia's high-pitched squeals. She turned to atul, who looked rather pleased with the girl-on-girl action.

"I don't think she did it" she deadpanned.

atul snapped out of his trance.

"What? Why not?" he half-whined.

angie rolled her eyes.

"She's not exactly the brightest bulb in the box,atul . She wouldn't have been able to pull it off"

"Hey!" Dai looked offended.

"No offence" angie made a face.

atul sighed, rubbing his face exasperatedly.

"Then what do we do now?"

angie shrugged.

"I guess we're back to square one"

"Wait, so you guys are trying to find the person who sent all those pictures of armaan and ridz to the college, right?" Dai said slowly.

angie, atul nodded.

"And this person had their heart broken by armaan, right?"

They nodded.

"And this person also had to have access to hospital'stuff, right?"

They nodded. Dai burst out laughing. angie raised her eyebrow.

"What's so funny?"

Dai wiped at her waterproof mascara.

"Oh, nothing. It's just your person sounds like NIKKI, coz she's like, in love with armaan and, like, her dad's the hospital chairperson or something" Dai giggled.

angie froze. atul's eyes widened.

"Oh my God'" angie whispered.

"We've been after the wrong girl" atul murmured.

They looked at each other, understanding dawning in their eyes.

"THAT BITCH!"

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armaan leant against the wall, the breeze whipping his dark black, mussed hair. He looked like the epitome of cool. NIKKI strutted past, careful to make sure nothing was out of place. She had to let him know that dumping her was the worst thing he could've ever done. Nikki put on an expression of innocence, flouncing past armaan. She saw him raise in eyebrow. In interest, of course, she smugly thought. All she had to do was wait'

"NiKKi! Can I talk to you?"

A conceited grin flitted across her heavily made-up face. She always knew armaan would come crawling back. She turned to smile sweetly at armaan.


"Yes, armaan?"


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