She doesn't say anything as she sneaks into the house.
She doesn't plan on mentioning the tears that escaped as she made her way to his house, or the negligent issues she was facing once more. Rather she makes her way to Kabir's apartment and carefully walks over to his window.
She doesn't even bother wondering if its open or not; she knows it is. Lightly jumping down from the window sill she flickers on the light glancing around.
He isn't there, which doesn't surprise her but still crushes her a bit. She knows hes probably on his way home from dance practice right now or maybe he chose to go and get a quick snack.
But she can't deny the crushing feeling she gets when she realizes he isn't there.
Nisha took another look around the room, noting where everything was. He usually rearranged small things on his shelves, but he always made sure that any gift she gave him was on display. Her gifted paintings were out on his desk, and the snow globe rested high above it with some books and paper. Her Kabir You Troublemaker t-shirt hung on the doorknob of his closet causing a small smile to appear on her face.
She walked over and in one swift motion got rid of her own shirt and put the too large one on. Sighing dejectedly, Nisha fell upon his bed ruining the perfection of his sheets. She kicked off her sneakers and curled up into a ball, breathing in deeply his scent.
When he came in he didn't bat an eye. Nor did he waste his time asking stupid questions on how she even got in since no one was actually in the residence. Rather he quickly changed out of his dirty clothes into comfortable ones and slid into the bed next to her.
An arm snaked around her waist and slowly she stared to uncurl. It took a large part of the hour but she eventually was unraveled , her head on his chest. Her hair flowed onto his red shirt, her top knee over his leg. The two of them remained quiet, letting the city's noise overtake them.
Silent tears started to gather in her eyes. They fell like dominoes the instant she blinked, soaking in Kabir's fabric.
He holds her as the storm raged inside of her.
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