Her Facebook Friend By Ifveen Chapter 25


    “No one will ever recognize how rare you are! If you don’t recognize it yourself. So recognize your


    rareness, deal with the pain that life has offered you, make mistakes, experience failures and do


    everything you want.[Jacqueline]


    ….


    [Writer’s POV]:


    The yellow sun rays engulfed Jacqueline’s body and the sweating started. From armpits to the corner


    of cheeks. Sweat rolled down her back and she felt it as it traveled inside the fabric of Kurti.


    She replied to him with a single word.


    “No.”


    Her one-word response frustrated him. He wanted to still ask her but his man ego decided otherwise.


    “Fine. Bye.”


    Jacqueline’s lips thinned as she held the phone in her hand tighter. He wanted to see her, but could


    she trust him this early. This easily. the answer came a secondter. No. She didn’t want to imagine the


    consequences of trusting someone she never met in real life. f***! She never trusts anyone in real life.


    How could she trust a man she barely knew.


    “I am sorry. But I don’t trust you. f*** I barely trust people in real life, So please try to understand from


    my viewpoint.”


    Jacky didn’t know why she was exining to him. It was improper of her to do that. To exin herself


    to a stranger.


    To which He only replied with a “hmm.”


    Disheartened by his words, she logged out. Noticing the atmosphere around her.


    Two girls seemed to be gossiping about something and then they giggled together hitting each other on


    the back. She craved that kind of friendship. A friendship where she can be herself and will still be


    appreciated. Still, be loved. Adored. Yet it seemed like it was impossible to happen for her at least in


    this life.


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    A few kids were ying around with the football. Not particrly by rules, just kicking it on the body of


    each other. While the gardener watered the nts smiling.


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    ….


    [Jacqueline’s POV]:


    Sighing I stood up, it wasn’t the time to pity myself. However, the moment I stood up, my leg twisted


    and I fell on my stomach on the cemented floor with a thud. A painful groan escaped my lips. And I


    closed my eyes muttering in frustration.


    “f***. God! How many terrible things are going to happen to me today!”


    The sound of steady footsteps echoed and I opened my eyes in a sh. Theynded on the familiar


    ck shoes. Rohan again. Oh, God!


    My eyes darted from downwards to upwards in slow motion and I noticed him smirking.


    I inhaled.


    ‘Oh, God! I hope this is just a nightmare.’


    “Need some help sweet cheeks?” His baritone voice sent shivers down my spine and I stiffened. It


    wasn’t a nightmare. It’s real.


    Begrudgingly I yelled through gritted teeth.


    “No.”


    “Are you sure?”


    I noticed a few kids gathered around us. Almost surrounding us. My cheeks flushed red and I bit my lip


    hard wanting to find a hole in the ground and disappear in it.


    “Yea.”


    Almost everyone seemed to be looking at me with contempt. Some evenughed at my face.


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    “Oh, God! She can’t even walk!”


    “Leave that. Just look at her b***. She is too big.”


    “Yeah. You are right. She is.”


    I tried to get up, but it seemed God had other ns for me. My ankle must have been strained because


    I couldn’t get up from my position.


    My eyes darted in between people and atst locked with his enchanting ck ones. As ck as


    darkness. Hypnotizing me.


    He didn’t seem to be particrly enjoying my misery. His pink lips were set down in the shape of a


    scowl while his furrowed brows proved, he was doing anything but enjoying.


    Without a word exchanged between us, he bent down cing his arm on my sweaty one. In one swift


    motion, he had ced his neck in my right armpit, Supporting me to stand. While everyone around us


    gasped.


    As I stood up he red at the kids surrounding us. Yelling through gritted teeth.


    “The f***ing show is over. Get lost Guys.” His angry voice made me shudder.


    In response to his words, Almost everyone red at me pointing at me with a finger.


    “Are you guys deaf! Just leave!”


    Everyone s***tered in an instant and he took me to the bench I was sitting on earlier.


    After making sure I sat down he removed himself from me. And I exhaled a breath that I didn’t know I


    was holding.


    Earlier when he helped me, his fragrance had reached my nostrils creating a ripple of b***erflies in my


    stomach.


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    “Thank you, Rohan. And I. I am sorry about earlier.”


    His eyes swirled with emotion as his face erged in front of my eyes. He had closed the distance


    between us.


    Taking my chin in between his rough index finger as well as his thumb, he pinched me.


    It hurts.


    “I hate it when you are bullied by someone else Sweetcheeks. I want to be the only one who can bully


    you.” His husky voice and cruel words made me realize I was thinking too much. He wasn’t thinking to


    exactly help me. He just wanted to help me to do those things himself.


    For a moment, my voice was lost. I didn’t know what to say to him. What kind of cruel ways he had.


    Can people be this unreasonable?


    “Don’t ever try to cry for anyone Jacqueline. You can only cry when I will bully you.”


    My hands clenched on either side while I bit my lip hard.


    ‘Would it be fine if I smack him across his cheek even if he had helped me a minute ago?’


    ‘No! You are a kind as well as Good girl Jacky. You can’t do that.”


    ‘Deep breath Jacky. Deep breaths.’


    Closing my eyes I inhaled.


    One. Two. Three. Four.


    I can’t think of a reason why every time I encountered him, my patience line seems to flee away. He did


    have a weird way to get on my nerves.