Breaking the Walls - A ShivIka Drabble

Breaking the Walls

"Anikaaa..."

I turned around, hearing someone screaming my name loud. I wondered, what on the earth happened which made someone use their highest pitched tone to shout my name. The soon I found him standing there, realization hit me hard. So it was him!

One... Two... Three and Run Anika,' I counted in my mind, with my feet stepping backwards and on the last count I ran the fastest I could, vanishing from his eye sight as if I was Mr. India and I pressed the button of the watch and disappeared! Mr. India? That sounded funny and silly, at the same time. Of course, who else have talent of being both at a time. And Anika Raichand is anyway only one piece in the entire universe.

"You can't get away Ms. Raichand."

I doubted on my running skills for the first time in the life of my twenty-one years, as his voice came out clear which made me sure, he was just behind me. He sounded furiously angry which provided me the much needed strength to run faster. But all of sudden, a weird thing happened. I was running, but on the same place. I felt no less than a fool when the students passing by, gave me suspicious glares as if I was any alien who just landed here, from UFO. To see, what exactly happened, I glanced back only to get the worst shock. He stood there, holding my bag, not letting me move further.

"What do you want?" Despite of trying hard, to sound calm, my stupid voice came out as irritated one. I had to act as if I knew nothing but hell, I was one terrible pretender. Oh how many times I have said to my friends who had shown their confidence on me that I could be a great actress being so beautiful, that if ever, anyone casts me as a heroine, they would have to beg on roads, they wouldn't even remain with descent clothes. Gosh, that was hilarious, though. But that's not the point here. I gazed at him. He was looking at me, as if he was a tiger and I, his meal and he would just swallow me in no time.

"You very well know, what I want."

Huh! What was that? Does he think I am any kind of mind reader who would know what he wants? My head tilted a bit up, with my eyes searching for god. I so badly wanted him to ask, what I have stolen from him that he has planted the weirdest people in my life. Alas! I couldn't found him, so I skipped the plan for now.

"Pardon me. If only I would have been learning psychology, I could have helped." Oh I so love my sarcasm at times. But that didn't seem to go well with him because he looked at me like asking me to shut up and that too without using a single word. God help me to deal with such ones!

"Give it back, now."

I bit my lower lip, hearing his stern tone. "What?" I asked innocently, presenting myself as naive as a new born baby. I wondered what was in his mind when he didn't react for good sixty seconds but the next moment, his hand wrapped around my back, and pulled me with a jerk. I wanted to slap him, for using his strength on me like that but I cursed myself when my senses betrayed me, when my hand refused to lift up to slap him.

"This..."

He pulled out an envelope from my bag and left me the next moment. I shut my eyes hard in regret, knowing I was going to be the victim of one blast now. But that amused me like anything, when he stepped back and left from there without uttering a word. My fingers roamed on my forehead, while I couldn't understand anything...

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