"Sweetheart..." Sanvi sneaked her way into a humongous mansion, frantically searching for her best friend. She was shocked to be welcomed by the sight of a bunch of drunk people. Some were puking their guts out— some laid scattered unconscious on the floor— some making out in the corners of the dimly lit hall, partially visible to anyone with eyes —some dancing crazily on the dance floor with the blasting music which was loud enough to blast the ear-drums any moment.
She was shocked to notice that most of the people were from her class, however, the most active were the junior students. Underage drinking? What a bunch of troublemakers!
Her eyes scanned through the jammed crowd, trying to locate Pavan or Veronica. She wasn't surprised when Pavan did not read her message which she sent immediately upon arriving at the gate. She knew it well that he was most probably trying to manage a wasted Veronica.
Sanvi knew well how managing a very sober Veronica could easily take a toll on anybody. While in that case, handling a drunk Veronica might have been a monumental task.
Internally, she was a bit relaxed knowing that Pavan was there with her. Little did she know that she should have been worrying for herself right from the moment she stepped onto the partying ground.
Not that she was in anyway interested in gazing at the filth inside, still curiosity took the best of her and before she knew it, she was making her way through the throng of drunk teenagers. It didn't take her long to realise that it was a very bad idea. The disgusting smell of sweat and alcohol made her feel nauseated and she tried to move as far away from the grinding bodies as she could.
"What are they celebrating? Farewell?" Every single person in the hall seemed like they were celebrating the end of the world. She was quite surprised at the number of students who were there. It was Monday the day after and she could only imagine the state of every single one of them cruising their way to the school with terrible hangovers early in the morning.
"And I thought that I was still immature to attend late night parties." She rolled her eyes and gazed back one last time at the crazy state of the students of her school—the so called students of a reputed educational institute— and ventured towards the stairs, constantly hoping to catch a glimpse of Veronica as soon as possible.
"No, you seem so mature, Sweetheart." Sanvi turned to see the guy she had encountered on the main door still following her like a puppy.
"I don't need your help. Go away. Shoo!"
Sanvi snarled at him. He was dead drunk and continuously trying to hit on her ever since she had entered the huge mansion. She couldn't tell if she had seen him around the school in the dimly lit hall.
"But... Sweetheart, I wanna dance with you." He whined while trying to pull her with him but she swatted his hand away.
"I am not your sweetheart. Go and dance alone." She turned him around and pushed him towards the dance floor.
The guy toppled over another dude and Sanvi seized the opportunity to move away. She didn't even feel bad for toppling him over as she squeezed her way up the stairs.
Veronica wasn't lying when she said that the place was humongous. Sanvi had no idea where she was going. The entire place seemed like a horrible maze laid out to confuse anyone. But she was absolutely sure that she couldn't possibly stay by that nasty party hall any longer.
"Who the hell lives here?" She gasped viewing the inner decor of the mansion.
Stairs furnished with dazzling marble, walls fascinatingly decorated with expensive artistic sculptures, paintings, the huge silver chandelier in the hall—damn! The person must have been one hell of a rich brat to destroy the beautiful hall like that.
She deadpanned and carelessly walked inside the very first room by the upstairs corridor. She had to immediately shut her eyes close and flinch back at the horrifying sight which welcomed her.
"Get the fuck out!" The guy threw a pillow her way which struck her face hard.
" What the hell! Yuck! At least lock the door idiots!" She bellowed watching the couple going at it, in the most disgusting positions on the bed.
They were least bothered to heed her words or be embarrassed by the fact that she had caught them in the act. She cringed with disgust, feeling the need to wash her eyeballs in a bucket of holy water after the gross encounter.
After stomping on the ground for a few times with ceaseless frustration, she herself slammed the door close with a thud.
One should never underestimate such parties. They might show you everything you had never hoped to see in life. She mentally kicked herself for casually walking into the room like that and there on walked cautiously through the corridor, mentally preparing herself for yet another nasty sight.
The corridor was rather secluded and cold. Feeling the cold chill seep through her flimsy tee-shirt, she tucked her arms closer to her chest, suddenly missing the sweaty warmth of the party hall.
She walked past a door that was bit ajar and stopped to take a look. She peeped into the room with one eye closed only to feel a sudden consecutive push and pull.
With her eyes wide open, she could only interpret that a giggling girl had pushed her out, and the next second, she felt a palm grasp her wrist from inside the dark room. In a split second, she experienced a strong force pulling her inside that made her stumble on the doorway. Before she could protest, she found herself already pinned to a wall.
"What the hell!" Her body felt limp against the other torso.
"Hey! Release me!" She bellowed while trying to push the body off her own. The room was pitch dark and she couldn't even see the person.
She didn't get the time to process the sensitivity of the sudden intrusion. She didn't even realise what was actually happening until sultry breaths trickled down her face.
Oh no freaking way!
She couldn't see the face of her attacker but she was sure of it being a male and weirdly enough, his large body felt warm and taut against her shivering tiny one.
"What? Why? Am I doing this wrong?" A heavy and raspy voice reverberated throughout the room.
"No shit, Sherlock! What are you doing? Why the hell have you caged me in your arms?" She barked loudly as she was baffled out of her mind.
"No, okay, hold on. Enough games. I am already frustrated enough for today. Let's quickly get to the main course, shall we?"
"Wha.." She opened her mouth to shout and give the jerk a piece of her mind when she felt a hot pair of soft lips crash down upon her cold chapped ones.
Well, shit Sherlock.
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To be continued.