Yeah !! Update time.I've finally overcome my laziness and came for update, so generous of me.One thing, try to be patient with the story ,everything won't suddenly alright or perfect.Characters need time to grow.And that was my warning for today.You are completely free to leave this story at any point of time..Hope you like it !!
Chapter 1
July 2 ,2016
Rambling around the busy streets of Vancouver again after whole 2 years instilled a slight nostalgia against my heart.I couldn't help but go back down to the memory lane that never seems to be leaving me.Aimlessly following these big luminous city lights,i reached near the Airport Road which used to serve as an hangout place.Coming back here was difficult than I thought.Everything around here held a certain memory of him; of us.
"Watch where you step"
A sudden force followed by a hiss compelled me to come back to present.I regarded the scene played in front of me,she stood there nursing her foot on which i stepped on.
"Suman"
The surprise in my tone was quite evident.I did not expected her to be here which was foolish on my part as this was her home town too.She looked up to me and blinked ,a bit taken aback.Her grey rimmed inky black orbs or The Tiwari Eyes as her grandfather liked to call widened.As my gaze swept over her once noticing those blue streaks peeking from her jet black hair ,I was certain that she got herself some new ink too.
"When did you came back ?"
She questioned in a much gentle tone than earlier but her face held nothing but ignorance.She still has her brash temperamental demeanour.
"Yesterday"
I replied picking up her trolley bag that fell due to our collision.Her lips were set in a thin line,she looked matured.I couldn't help but compare her from the eighteen year old Suman that went to college leaving this town; her parents forced her to go ,much like mine.Eighteen was the age when everything changed between us ,our lives and this town.
"How long is your stay here ?"
"Roughly two months.Its summer break"
The indifference in her voice irked me to certain lengths.Her tone made me feel like I was talking to a complete stranger that somehow turned out to be true as we had no contact over two years of time and in that span of time we both have changed a lot.We were familiar strangers,if that is even a term.
"Same here"
I drawled to keep the conversation going.We were walking side by side with the awkward tension lying firmly between us.There seemed nothing to talk about.I don't even know why I wanted to do this awkward chat with her ,maybe because I felt responsible for her.She kept on fussing with her fingers ,a habit that I know when something irked her.
"Lets stop this"
She abruptly stopped and faced me.Her callous voice held finality tinged with ignorance,those grey rimmed ,dark-light eyes watched me with a certain ,hidden glint that I couldn't comprehend.
"Lets stop talking.There is no point of it
While I whole heartedly agreed with this as we really don't have anything to talk about beside she reminds me too much of Samrat.But there was this thing called pride ,more specifically man- pride that somewhat made me a bit ticked off.I couldn't help but regard her with a stormy look, that did nothing to her stoic expressions.
"If that's what you want"
I was certain that she caught the inner bitterness behind by haughty tone but chose not to comment or acknowledge it.'What's up with this girl?'.While she wasn't the most bubbly person earlier ,surely she was sarcastic ,brutally honest and brash but her extremely apathetic behaviour instilled a streak of worry inside me.
"Then we part our ways here"
She announced in a small voice.It was then only I realised that we have reached the suburbs which is our residential area with rich people.Why did she walked down all the way?.We were at the end of the lane with Suman's house on third number and mine down the lane ,last house.She took the trolley bag from me and went ahead ,I kept staring at her retreating figure.Creepy ,I know.
Making my way down the lane I mentally prepared for the love that was to be showered on me.Vandy, my brother's fiancee is again dining with us, I don't know why she feels that its her responsibility to take care of my eating habits.I'm 20 ,not 2.Pressing the doorbell I waited for blast to happen.
"Shravan,You are late? We were waiting for you "
Came in Vandy's high- pitched voice as I barely took a step inside.I don't really have a problem with her, it just her being caring about me annoys me.
"Then you should have eaten"
I retorted back which earned me glares from both Dad and Varun.Ahh ! That guy's whipped.Vandy softly shook her head at my reply and smiled lightly at me.
"Off course we couldn't do that.Come on sit,I made pasta"
She was back on being her usual chirpy self.I could definitely see why Dad approved of her, she was everything my mom wasn't.Kind, caring and dutiful.
"I heard Suman is coming back"
Varun stated as we all started with our dinner.I kept my focus on food shutting out everything else ,Suman now was a forbidden topic for me.I'd rather not talk about her.
"Its been two years since I last saw her"
Vandy projected with a sigh.Suman and Vandy weren't best friends considering the fact that they only met few times that is through Varun yet there was an unusual bond between them.Vandy had been long time girlfriend of Varun while Suman loved tormenting Varun ,enjoying her right as being called Varun's little sister.
"That reminds me.Shravan ,your mother is coming her for a week or two"
Dad had that 'this topic is not open for discussion' tone as he spoke loudly.I couldn't help but let out an irritated sigh.Why everyone is coming back ? My plate is quite full with issues namely Suman and Sam.I am yet to visit him, no matter how much I try to bring myself to the cemetery , the ice beneath freezes my feet so hard that even a step in desired direction painful.
"That doesn't concern me"
My jaws particularly tightened at the mention of her, I would be more relaxed if she would stop this drama.Lately she had been visiting me or rather checking upon me a bit too much while earlier she barely called me on Christmas and birthdays.Maybe that's why i wanted to getaway from here,sometimes they walk around me like I am a ticking bomb, one wrong move and boom.explode.
"Be nice to her.She is your mother"
Dad spoke with utter authority forcing a small smile at the end just to show Vandy.He was rather attracted to the idea of perfect family but this is Vandy we are talking,she probably knows about this family more than we.The need to show her off our amazing family bonding is pretty useless to think.
"I'll try"
I barely mumbled trying to hide the fact that I agreed.Dad was still trying to please Mother so he can somehow end up with her, when she divorced him years ago.This whole ordeal rubbed me in a wrong way ,dampening my already blasted dead mood.
My phone pinged up directing everyone's attention on me.Mumbling excuse me and pretending to nit to see dad's glare ,i swiftly turned my focus on phone that showed a new email with the username as Silent.
June 25 ,2014
Stranger things happen at rather strange times.An accident is only accident until it is not planned ,after that it becomes murder.
If you've got this mail then I suppose Samrat is just a part of your memory and nothing else.His killer got him finally.
I was quick to shut my phone and stuff it in my pocket.Beads of sweat formed on my forehead,my hands trembled under the table,i could distinctly hear my heart pounding in my ears.I was almost certain that Vandy called my name once but I was too lost ,too dizzy to care.
Stepping away from chairs I swaggered towards my room,icy cold feeling seeping into my body.I could barely handle hand-leg coordination.Shutting the door I perched up on edge of my bed.
Its been half an hour since I got that cursed mail, my brain was still in frenzy,I could only see blur.I was tried to convience myself that it was nothing but a joke ,I tried weighing my options of reopening the email or not but the thing called curiosity got the best out of me.
June 25 ,2014
Stranger things happen at rather strange times.An accident is only accident until it is not planned ,after that it becomes murder.
If you've got this mail then I suppose Samrat is just a part of your memory and nothing else.His killer got him finally.
There are two things you need to know.First there is always a legit reason behind a murder and second , I 'm the bridge that will help you to cross mystery.Samrat pretty much dig up his own grave,he was killed for his own mistakes.
Aren't best friends suppose to share everything,tell every secret to each other.I wonder why your best-friend didn't.You could have saved him.But no worry i've decided to take this matrer into my hands, I knew him better than you.
I know who killed him.And That is my straw of help to you, didn't I say I am your bridge.But you have to walk on that bridge on your own ,this bridge is twisty.I am ready to take you to the killer but for that solve the quest I set up.
Take your time but remember time is a barrier,you might get the name of the devil when bird will return to home at 10.
Isn't it exciting ?? Are you curious about me too.Well I am everywhere but nowhere.You can see me yet wouldn't ever doubt it to be me.
With Love
Silent For Years
Pheww!!Done
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Edited by Animagus_Sirius - 8 years ago
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