Re-Written FF||Collide||Chapter 8 Pg 21||4th February|| - Page 11

Vicky

"Move out the way fatty" Scott shoved Martin Edwards as he moved to go on the other side.

"Yo Scott leave him alone!" Jake pressed a hand to Scott's chest scowling in disappointment.

Martin Edward dipped his head down edging away.

"Edwards" Luke stood calling out to him, however Martin rushed away.

"What the f**k man!" I narrowed my eyes at Scott. "He just wanted to sit next to Luke"

"Well the fat f**k shouldn't have walked across the game should he?" Scott countered.

"Enough, enough" Coach Spencer entered the gym breaking everyone up. "Right centre everyone"

We all moved towards the centre rounding him, he discussed the tactics of the game and what we were going to do as we neared the first game of our third term end.

Maan

"Hey Edwards" I called out as he hurried down the hallway.

"Uh.. hi" he moved past me ignoring me.

I frowned and strode behind him. "What's up Edwards?" I questioned.

"Nothing" he shook his head sniffing.

"Hey man, did someone say something to you?"

"No, nothing" he stopped and turned to face me. "Nothing happened. I can look after myself okay" he countered and moved away.

I shook my head knowing he was lying, someone must've said something to him.

"Did you see Martin?" Luke rushed out into the hallway.

"Yeah man, he ran away. What happened?"

"Scott" Luke huffed. "bas***d shoved him just coz he walked across the game. They weren't even playing yet"

"Mmhmm" I nodded. "Scott's his usual arrogant self" I rolled my eyes.

"He needs an ass kicking" Luke informed.

"Tell me about it" I laughed.

Geet

"Hey Desai"

"Daniel" I raised my brows as he took a seat beside me. "Aren't you supposed to be sitting there?" I pointed to Pari who was settled opposite me as she ate her lunch.

"Nope I'm taking a break from my f**k-buddy" he winked. "Thought I'd be here speaking to my friend" he slipped his arm around my shoulder.

"What the f**k do you want asshole?" I questioned knowing he was being sweet for a reason.

"I need a date and you're my kinda girl" he informed.

"You insulting me f**ker?" Pari cut in.

"Pari you know I love you" he grinned sweetly. "But you're not cut out for this job"

"And what job is that?" I nudged him narrowing my eyes.

"My little king kong you're a tough cookie and that's what I need for my grandmother and mother" he replied.

"Nope, I don't do families" I shook my head.

"Think of it as a job reference, when a law firm will fire you - I'll give you the best reference. You need to be sneaky, charming and a liar and with this job - you'll have been all that" he waved.

"No f**king thank you" I replied rolling my eyes. "I got better stuff to do"

"Such as?" he frowned pouting his lips.

"I got the fundraiser. Use Pari" I suggested.

"Just to inform you - it is because of Pari my mother and grandmother want to meet the girl of my so called dreams" he rolled his eyes.

"Nope I ain't doing it" She shook her head hurriedly. "Bye" she stood up.

"Where you going?" I scowled.

"Business class" she reminded.

"Alright, see you later" I waved.

She grinned leaning over the table pressing a kiss to my cheek and grabbed her bag running off.

"Well?" Daniel looked at me expectantly.

"No Dan" I shook my head grabbing my bag and standing. "I'm not girlfriend material"

"Exactly. Bee I need you" he pleaded. "You're going to be perfect. I need to show them that my girlfriend is nightmare so they won't ever ask to meet you again. Well meet my girlfriend" he drawled.

"Thanks babe"

"You're welcome" he smiled following me.

"Alright alright... I'll think about it" I responded.

"Thanks. Now I gotta run" he pecked my cheek and ran the opposite way.

"Kate dump you yet?" I asked seeing Jake leaning against my locker.

"Nah, me and Kate are set for life" he chuckled.

"Mmhmm..." I hummed. "What are you doing here? Don't you have any class?"

"Nope, finished for the day. You?"

"I'm going to head over to organise some last minute fundraising stuff... it's this Friday. You practised enough for your stripping?" I questioned.

"Yep, Kate's been helping" he winked, "She's been veerrryyy helpful"

"Don't think I want to know that" I nudged him as we both out of college together.

"Desai you jealous? If you like you can always help me" he teased.

"Oh really?" Kate appeared lifting her brows looking at Jake.

"Babe I was joking" he held his hands up.

"Joke with anyone like that - even if it's Geet I will cut off your tongue and shove it up your ass" she threatened, I snickered shaking my head.

"Thanks for the afternoon entertainment people - now I gotta run" I moved past them.

"Hey baby girl"

"Yeah?" I glanced over my shoulder.

"Meet you at the f**k-room?" he winked making Kate scowl, I didn't answer instead watched Kate leap forward however he ran with Kate running behind him in determination. I had no doubt that she was going to win - he always allowed her.

Maan

"Step, step, back"

I heard someone's voice echoing from upstairs as I returned home. I headed upstairs moving towards Vicky's room and pushed open the door.

Vicky was there practising with Geet's friend Pari sat on the bed ordering him.

"Step, twirl, back, step, twir..." she paused seemingly noticing me. "Hey quiet one" she grinned waving.

"Hi" I smiled and glanced at Vicky. "Taken up dancing classes or something?"

"Get lost jackass" he scowled.

"C'mon I want to see my ballerina turned brother dancing" I strode in.

"I mean it bro - I will batter you up" he threatened.

"You lose - always" I remind happily.

"That's it" he grabbed his cushion aiming for me, I grabbed onto it and chucked it back on the bed laughing.

"C'mon I'm only seeing you dance" I shrugged. "What's the big deal?"

"Handsome come back later, I don't have enough time. I need to make his performance a little worthy. If I knew this monkey couldn't dance - I wouldn't have picked him out for the dance stripping" Pari piped in.

I looked between them for a moment and smirked. "Sure" I shrugged and walked out of the room.

I returned back to my room settling on my laptop, clicking here and there I connected to Vicky's computer and activated his web cam ensuring that the button is on record.

"Where's Vicky?" Mom asked looking around as me and Uncle Dave settled down for dinner.

"Here" he appeared with Pari. "Pari is staying for dinner" he informed.

"Sure" mom grinned. "Didn't you at least shower?" she turned her eyes to Vicky.

"Mom I've been practising for this fundraiser thing" he responded.

"Yeah he's been really practising" I added.

Vicky glowered.

"Mom you're not going to be there so how about you watch?" I tapped on my phone connecting it to the smart tv in the kitchen and played the 5 minutes that I'd recorded on my web-cam.

Everyone's eyes turned to Vicky rehearsing, everyone's eyes but his. I turned my head and found him shooting me glares across the table.

"You fuc..."

"Vicky watch your mouth" mom grabbed my phone switching the tv off and turned her head to him. "You're only practising for your fundraising" she rolled her eyes.

"More like tripping over his two left feet" Uncle Dave joked.

"Dave" Mom admonished.

"Alright I won't get involved" he chuckled. "Best of luck with the fundraising sweetheart. You'll be lucky to get even a dollar with that performance"

Pari covered her mouth trying to stifle her laughter.

"Bro is still a virgin" he announced. I paled in my chair.

"Vicky!" Mom scowled angrily.

"bas***d" I growled out.

"That's enough" Mom raised her voice. "Don't you be forgetting your manners in front of your guest today" she looked between us.

I swiped my phone screen seeing Owen ringing, I stood excusing myself cursing Vicky in my head throughout the entire conversation I had with Owen...

Geet

I was greeted by silence when I'd returned home tonight, I knew my dad was working late but I had hoped Pari was going to be in here. But she wasn't.

I called out her name however didn't receive a response.

I stood in the hallway looking around, the silence consuming me despite trying to force it to the back of my mind. I pulled out my phone dialling Pari's number but her phone was switched off. f**k

I moved backwards then turned to leave the house not wanting to be alone, I hated the silence, and I couldn't bear it for so long.

Silence was an emptiness that I didn't want.

I escaped and headed towards Lewis's bar that wasn't far from my house.

Glancing around I noticed Owen wasn't there which I was thankful for, he would've stopped me from sneaking a drink.

"Shot of vodka" I called out trying to ignore the torturing silence, it seemed to have followed me, I glanced around staring at the band playing tonight.

"You're underage"

I heard a familiar voice and turned my head. "Hey stranger" I smiled faintly.

"Hey Geet" he greeted.

"You know Maan I'm going to be 18" I informed slowly.

"Doesn't work here" he replied.

"Thought you only work here on Friday and Saturday evenings" I questioned recalling what Vicky told me the other day.

"Lewis needed me to cover, Owen's girlfriend went into labour" he informed.

f**king f**k... I cursed. "A small drink can't hurt can it?" I questioned. "You know one day when I become lawyer I'm going to fight this ban on young ones drinking" I informed.

"Well until that day... you're not drinking a drop" he responded.

"You're not quiet and innocent like you seemed" I murmured.

"I look innocent?" he chuckled in amusement.

"Yeah" I nodded. "You got this good boy image going for yourself" I twirled my finger circling his face at a distance. "Vicky on the other hand is opposite. He has the bad boy thing going for him"

"Is that you saw in him?" he rested his elbow on the bar leaning forward. "The bad boy image?"

"What do you think?" I raised my brows smirking.

He chuckled. "I think you like trouble - tigress?"

"Tigress?"

"You're fierce" he replied.

"Since I am fierce, it would best for you to give me a shot of vodka or else..."

"Or else nothing" he cut me off straightening.

"You think?" I lifted my brows.

"Nope, I know"

I tensed and slowly, very slowly that is turned my head and huffed. "Dad..."

"Home, now" he gestured towards the door.

I glanced over at Maan who smiled inwardly. "You're dead tomorrow jackass" I narrowed my eyes.

"What a sweet death it'll be" he chuckled. "It'd be better than your dad's shot gun"

Now I'm guessing that my dad's probably told him or someone from this bar to inform him straightaway. Rat bas***d.

"Now" my dad huffed out.

"Alright alright buddy" I murmured quietly.

"I heard that poppet. You're losing your car again and you're losing your allowance" he informed.

"What? I'm going to starve and probably die" I exaggerated.

"Shut the f**k up and get into the car" he unlocked the car door.

"That is so not fair. I didn't drink" I snapped.

"I would shoot you if you did" he replied nonchalantly starting his car and drove home. He didn't speak to me as he parked up outside our house after 5 minutes. He unbuckled his belt and stepped out walking up to the house, I followed behind inwardly huffing and puffing - hating that he wasn't speaking.

"Dad..." I called.

He didn't answer.

"It was silent when I came back" I called out just as he started moving towards the kitchen. He stopped and turned around. His eyes had now softened towards me and he stared at me concerned.

"I... I just... I hated it" I chewed on my lower lip.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here angel" he walked over enveloping me into his arms. "I'll be home by 5 I promise" he tightened his arms around me.

"Mmhmm" I hummed nodding against his chest. "It shouldn't be silent" I closed my eyes tightening my hold around him wanting to hide myself into the warmth and security of his arms but there was a whole world out there...

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