SS: The Revenge Plot

"Sit up straight you crazy bitch".

He flicked a square of seaweed across the table so it would land on her left eye. And it would have if not for her superhuman reflexes.

"Look it, look it! Such slow bas***d. Who you callin' a bitch? Rat bas***d who don't know which daddy knocked up his mum, you callin' me a bitch?"

Now this one would have hurt like an old sore if only he didn't know where he came from. You see when a man and a woman share a special hug...not that story again, I promise. Rishabh really did come from his legal mom and dad. Madhu was just teasing him. But when he called her out, he wasn't bluffing.

"You came out from between a bitch's legs that makes you a dirty bitch, ain't it? Your mum, the town's bitch. Baby murderin', despicable bitch!"

She swallowed her rice well right along with insult.

"Aayy, why early in the morning Miss Tree? Let's talk about something else".

Madhu called him Miss Tree. The first time she was brought into the Kundra mansion, she was too young to talk. The second time, she was too wise to call him brother. He was "young master" to all the help and staffers. But cook auntie called him Mister Ji. So Madhu imitated her until Mister Ji became Miss Tree. Proud, hurtful, rich bas***d Miss Tree had to be kept on a leash, else he would bite anyone within 5 meters, even her. But she hid the pain well behind wide eyed smiles and flirtatious wings.

"Anyway my phone has been ringing off the hook. Look it! Three boys confessed to me in one week. I must be the queen bee, ain't it?"

In response to her earnest question, he laughed aloud until he choked on the mouthful of rice. She rushed to his side rubbing his back till his breathing returned.

"Are you alright Miss Tree? Want some water? Here?"

"f**k off you, little mouse you! Drooling over dirty minded high school boys all day. Don't touch me with those dirty hands who text boys all day", he shrugged her off and went back to eating.

"Look it! Look it!"

"Stop with the look it", he spit out whatever food he stuffed in his angered face.

"Fine, I won't text boys. Then what? Who will date me then? You beat up anyone who talks to me in school. Then who do I have left to date? Why won't you let me get past second base?"

She closed her eyes in anticipation of beating. It came soon afterward. A flick of a metal spoon right on her forehead and she screamed like a tot get her first flu shot.

"You really don't know?"