My favourite place is next to you (romantic short story, part-2)

I, who bunked classes during my high school tried not to miss any now. Academically I wasnt as strong as her, so she would help me out in every little thing. She was everything for me now. A friend, guide, family and greatest of them all my life.

Everything was going smoothly, until this happened. As we were in the higher secondary and our exams were near, I seemed to have lost my track. I was under the influence of some bad company. And this made me take to drugs. Consuming alcohol almost became a part of my daily routines. Kiara didnt like it. When she came to know about it, she was really disappointed. She warned me to stop this habit. I promised her the same, but I couldnt do so. Alcohol was become my daily affair, and I couldnt leave it. As a result I flunked my final exam. Kiara did well obviously.

After the results were declared she came to me and tried to console me. Although I knew the reason behind my failure, yet I couldnt do a thing about it.

Then came that cursed evening that took away everything from my life. She knew I was doing very badly in one of all subject, so she decided to give me a surprise visit at my place to help me out. But what she saw instead was something that made me feel guilty even today. I was in a drowsy state and there was no way that I could talk sensible. Obviously she was angry seeing me in such a state and although I didnt wanted this to happened, but I could not help in any way. In my state of semi consciousness I abused her when she told me to stop consuming alcohol or else leave her. I raised my hand to hit her. I just didnt know what I was doing.

Next morning I realised my last nights mistake. I didnt know how low I went last night, and all I wanted to do was rectify the pervious nights sin. I called her million times but she was deeply upset with me. She did not receive any of my calls and neither did she reply to any of my text. I was in complete state of dismay. Even that evening I went to see her at her place. But she didnt show up. All these repeated for a week and then I stopped and started concentrating in my studies.

Although I met her at the exam hall, tried to tell sorry for what I did and after that incident I changed myself, but she did not gave any chance of explanation. Finally our exam ended and when I went to meet her at her home, I came to know that she went to Delhi to her aunts place, and she wants to do her higher studies there. I knew I lost her completely. And was gravely punished for her deeds.

It was then when I saw her for the last time and didnt ever think of meeting her again. But my faith seemed to have taken a sweet turn.

(((to be continued..)))

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