Help... me

"Hellow?" Jiya spoke on the phone "Jiya?" A deep hoarse voice spoke on the other side. "Ranvir, what happened to your voice" She asked in a higher-pitched voice folding her brows... Ranvir on the other hand had his eyes closed and head thrown backwards. "Hello?!" Jiya said a little louder, Ranvir cleared his throat and spoke "Hmm Yeah this is your number?" "Yes, you called first..."

Pawan who was trying to read all the expressions on her face still with that sulky face...

"Are you busy?" Jiya asked after listening to some background noise "Sto-sto" A feminine-sounding voice interrupted "Ha! No No! I am completely free just stuck with-This-work." It felt like he was clenching his teeth? "Okay-Okay but I got some work to do..." "Oh t-then why you here? g-go do that" 'Why is he stuttering?' She thought but not paying much attention to it she hung up the call

Pulling the phone down from her ear she looked at the tall built standing in front of her staring down at her soul.

"What?" She rolled her eyes and diverted her sight to somewhere else And stopped at her pyjama lying right beside her.

She picked it up and met his eyes again, he raised his brows "I gotta... like change?" And she sighed

Pawan took a deep breath and turned around "Go fast" Jiya added As he fastened up his pace... 

And exited with a loud thud; Not of the door though... of him falling on the ground. 

Jiya's eyes widened and her lips turned upwards and Pawan let out a low growl due to frustration... And all of a sudden loud and cheer-full chuckles filled the room.

Pawan was sitting on the wet floor, giving a side eye to Jiya, a laughing mess...

Pawan made a small pout, stood up from the floor and huffed turning his face to her and leaving. 

Soon after Jiya realised that he was angry, she immediately stopped laughing And slid down her pants to change... 

...

After some time Jiya went downstairs, hearing some chit-chat "Oh Dad you're here!" Jiya said excited tone, obviously expecting a response But got just a nod in return...

"I got all the materials, decorate everything by 7" he said in his usual tone... Pawan looked at Mr Karan then Jiya back and forth, again and again. Jiya was quietly looking down and doing some nods... 

"Pawan, why are you wasting your time here? Do you have any work?" He asked with a small smile, Pawan looked at him with a grin and then to the floor "No uncle, Just had some work regarding school..." He said and Mr Karan nodded "Let's have tea then." The conversation was getting awkward. "No uncle I was about to leave" "Okay then, Take care..." Mr Karan said and turned to Jiya 

"Jiya, It better! Be done" and Jiya flinched "Actually I don't have any work, We can have a cup of tea" Pawan interpreted. 

Soon they were sitting in the garden while Jiya was inside making some tea for them, It was almost 5 pm... "Jiya c'mon hurry!" Her father shouted from the garden, Jiya straightened her posture and looked upon the stove. "Oh, It's boiling..." Jiya wiggled her shoulders, Then after straining it out, she took it outside "Here you go~" She said and placed it on the table between them "Now go do the decoration, Your room's balcony. Remember?" Jiya vigorously nodded and turned around to leave

"But what about the design?" And turned around her head "Just do whatever you want, it was your mother after all" 

Jiya froze at her spot, "What do you mean, My mother?" She squinted her eyes "Tell me Dad what do you mean, My mother after all?" She said louder and faced him completely, "Dad tell me, What do you mean my IT was my Mother after all?!" She repeated herself louder. Mr Karan was sitting on the chair with his arms folded and eyes fixed on Jiya's eyes. 

"Jiya Behave-" "NO DAD?! Tell me what do you mean by it was your mother after all?! Wasn't she ANYONE to you?!" She snapped while Pawan was looking at her with puppy eyes "HUH?! TELL ME" Suddenly Mr Karan stood and took a step towards her "Jiya you won't need to know now go!" "ANSWER ME!" then, a tight slap landed across her face

Her face turned sideways as a wave of tears filled her eyes, and she faced him back. "Just answer the question... Dad?" Her voice was weak, he just sighed and looked deep into her eyes "Dad... Answer me" Again he slapped her, this time even harder... She fell to the ground. A low wimp left her lips "WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURSELF?! HUH? YOU THINK YOU CAN SHOUT ON ME?!" He said and bent down to her level and picked her up by her arm 

"TELL ME!" He asked while shaking her by her arm "Mr Verma Calm down" Pawan approached him and placed one of his hands on his shoulder. Mr Karan harshly shook off his hand "WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOURSELF TO! YELL! AT ME!" He harshly pushed her to the ground "Answer me you little-" Then he booted her, the lil' figure on the ground in her stomach "Mr Karan! Stop" but he was nowhere to listen to it.

"Tell ME!" again.

"Dad-" She said in an almost inaudible voice but she was kicked again 

She closed her eyes due to pain... Pawan Stepped in "MR KARAN STOP!" and pushed him to the floor. Mr Verma looked deep into his eyes

"Pawan you should not interfere" "I will And I am" He said and turned back to Jiya. "Jiya? Jiya?" He lightly slapped her cheek while keeping her head in one of his hands. 

Jiya lightly opened her orbs but closed them almost in a second. Pawan turned back to Mr Karan with a frown, but instead turned his focus on the unconscious figure. 

Sliding one hand under her shoulders and the other one under her knees, he picked it up and Instead of ----

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