"What it has to do with this?" His eyes spying at me in suspiciousness. He wasn't believing me.

"Everything! They are planning for your team's defeat in the upcoming football match." His eyes not moving from me, I attempted to not stumble on my words. I had to assure him I wasn't lying. "He wants the team to disqualify as it was your dream to hold five trophies by the end of your last year in the school." I voiced out, planning my own narration for the upcoming occasion. "I dragged you away because I wasn't aspiring for us to be caught listening to them."

He diverted his gaze, mentioning some curses. Maybe he came in my narration. He leaned further into me, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck. "You're such a bad liar." I gulped, wishing that the earth could swallow me. Why does he have to be so smart? "Rudr won't plan something so lame. He wants to destroy me from within, he would use the strongest weapon against me." His voice shattered from inside, though he was attempting to pull off his hard texture. His grip on me tighten but it wasn't out of frustration rather helplessness. As if he feared to let me go, as if I disappear from his sight he won't be ever offered a glance.

No word was exchanged among us, except the uneven breathing I was possessing. I could feel his wounds, I knew it was related to his past. Rudr was well aware of his weakness and he was going to use it to destroy his bonds with his friends, his only strength. Zara had mentioned to me how gracefully he had used her weakness to separate her from her friends. I wanted to halt it from happening but for it, I was in need of knowing his past.

I inhaled, attempting to question the wounded tiger. It was risky but maybe I trusted him enough that he won't hurt me. I had pissed him at various events in past. My face tilted a little to get a better look at his face, to depict if I should grab the opportunity. His eyes shut, face nuzzling further into my neck, his warm breath around my exposed skin would sparkle butterflies in my stomach. An emotion, I was so unaware of.

"Ehaan..." I called him out but rather answering, he groaned. Nuzzling his face further, breathing my scent. "What is your biggest weakness?" I muttered softly wanting him to not listen yet I heard him sigh.

"You!" He whispered in a low voice. His hands rolled down to my waist, pulling me closer to him. "Fuck! He knows me better than you." Growling at my question, his head raising a little. His nose caressed my cheek. "He is well aware of how to trigger me," he groaned. His face leaning to my forehead, eyes not ready to open.

I was attempting to register his words. Was I, his biggest weakness? How could it be possible? Did Rudr's planning include me? But which of my acts could make Ehaan hate me?

"Stop, troubling your innocent mind with his tricks." His hands drew patterns on my cheek. "He doesn't deserve your attention," grumbling in displeasure. I shook my head, his fury towards him was on another level. And suddenly his cell began to ring. I glared at him he was using his phone during school hours. How many rules did he break without caring a damn? Why was he so spoiled? And why on earth do I often forget he was a bad boy of our school?

He didn't attempt to pull off the phone and silence it. "Ehaan..." I was going to yell at him. What if anyone discovers us hiding behind the interjected walls?

"It doesn't deserve your attention either." He muttered, pulling me further.

"Ehaan..." I groaned due to his tight grip. "We will get caught," I whispered slowly. Peeping a little to find if anyone was staring at us from the small place. That made his eyes open, a smirk playing on his lip. The phone went silent and I cursed myself for uttering those words. What was shaping in his devil mind?

"We will get caught doing what?" His brows raised in amusement. I diverted my gaze from him, the pink shade appearing from nowhere.

"That wasn't what I meant..."

"Then what you meant?" He was towering over me, mischief radiating from the orbs.

"Nothing!" I huffed, "let me go..." Glaring at him, "I don't want to miss any lectures."

"No need to worry! I had heard your tutor is a genius, he would help you with your studies." He winked; I widen my mouth in surprise. Why his words seemed familiar. His easy-going attitude. It was the first time, he acted so playfully around me yet it seemed as if I was used to his such mischief. Upon seeing my appalled expression, his face turned stern. The mischief disappeared to the air, his hand loosen around me. "You may go..." he uttered not sparing a glance at me.

I moved a minute later. My stunned expression hadn't gone well with him. He would rarely be so mischievous around people and my reaction had scared him as well. Maybe making him think, he was getting more filtered around me. I sighed, but why do I feel it familiar? I had experienced the same playfulness before. The same way of teasing. I shook my head I need to pull my mind together.

Hours flew away and I was on the verge of getting into my school bus. "Ruhi!" I heard a call, turning I found Anuj waving at me. I stared at him confused, why was he calling me?

He walked towards me in rush. "Ehaan had asked me to drop you home." I widen my eyes in surprise.

"Why so?" He shrugged his shoulder.

"He whispered, it isn't safe for you to travel alone." I raised my brow in a sarcastic manner.

"Yeah travelling by school bus is travelling alone."

He grabbed my wrist dragging me away from the bus, "don't drag me in your couple fight. I am happy as single." He muttered, halting in front of his bike. I wasn't aware he owned a bike. "Mine!" a proud smile lapping his spirit. "And you're going to be the first woman sitting on the back seat."

I giggled listening to it. "Those lines are uttered to girlfriend, not to a sister." He laughed at my statement.

"What to do? When I had no interest in mingling up." His statement was laced with sadness.

He grabbed the helmet, sitting on the bike. I followed his action. "Is there a story of heartbreak?" I hesitated to interrogate him further. I wasn't aware of how much he wanted to share with me.

"No!" He chuckled, "but a story of heartbroken childhood." He uttered his voice low yet it reached my ears as he started the bike. The wind blowing around was making me enjoy the bike ride.

"My parents never got along with each other. I had often witnessed a frequent fight among them. Whether it was home, or on any occasion. They never nicely talked with one another. And eventually, their relationship ended up in divorce. I was at a very tender age to understand what was happening among them. But smart enough to compare them with others in my surrounding. I could discriminate other parents having such a lovely time with their family. As I was left in granny's place for a few months, I used to often question her about the reason my parents weren't like others. I envied my friends, who had a better family than mine. They were so happy in their life." He paused, holding his emotions. "My granny used to make me understand. There isn't any relationship perfect as none of us are perfect. To make a relationship strive, we need to make effort. Some people make it while others need guidance on the way."

"Maybe your parent didn't get the guidance they were in need of." I heard him chuckle.

"That was the thought that crossed my mind. So, I made it a point that I would act as the guidance people need in their relationship." I smiled listening to him. The reason he gets delighted on seeing two individuals ending up together. "So, I had made the mission to ship others not to end up into my own relationship."

"But why so?" I asked getting curious.

"If I ended up in a relationship, I will be so engrossed in mine that I won't have the energy to help others." I giggled though he was stating facts.

"So, why do you never desire Mia to end up with Ehaan?" Maybe I was getting excited to get answers to all my questions.

"Mia never seemed a girl perfect for Ehaan." He shook his head. Due to the helmet, I wasn't able to have a clear view of his face. So, bad boys could obey some rules. "Ehaan didn't need someone who was submissive, who would listen and obey him for the sake of pleasing him. He needed someone who could question his deeds. Who could make him realise his mistake, make him understand his evilness?" I kept quiet not questioning the thoughts pondering in me.

I was aware, I wasn't someone submissive but I never considered myself bold as well. I never considered myself as a source to question someone's deeds. And I had the power to make someone realise his or her mistake. I always thought Mia was bolder than I could ever be.

"Not again! Don't you dare to consider yourselves any lower than Mia?" He muttered, irritated. "Mia might look bolder and more demanding as an individual but she gets side-lined or dominated my Rudr and Ehaan. To please them, she allows them to act in any manner. Though you might not be extrovert or more vocal in nature you know to stand on your ground. You can stand against things you consider wrong and won't easily get subsided by a dominant figure. The quality attracted both the guys in Mia's life. You had the courage to fight back to Ehaan, to walk out of the competition with your head raised high in pride. Mia had tried to gain their attention, pleasing them for so many years and you who wasn't doing anything special. Just being yourself had grabbed their attention had hurt Mia's ego. She was adamant to pull you out of both of their life."

"By hurting me?" I found it unbelievable to believe. How could someone hurt others to fulfil their ego? How could a notion of taking someone's life ever cross someone's mind?

"Some people are like that! They can go to various extents just to fulfil their ego." He chuckled in utter disbelief. "You always questioned me. Why was I so pissed with your closeness with Rudr? Surely, we all had done wrong. Ehaan had done sin as well as Rudr but there is a difference. Ehaan may have harmed people, cause someone pain but he was always straightforward in his deeds. The whole school, locality used to always know that he had committed it. He never used a weapon, a plan to destroy someone. He was on the face!" He commented, "that was the reason you had such a huge disliking towards him."

"He had grown used to hiding his kindness behind his rude, devil, cold texture. People, label him cruel because he wants to display himself as such. He is least bothered to provide justification, to prove he is innocent. But Rudr is different, he does his work in darkness. He conceals his real self from the world. Displaying his goodness, his kind nature. People usually consider him sane and derive a notion that Ehaan is the culprit. But the biggest devil is Rudr. He examines a person correctly and uses his biggest weakness to destroy him. Both feel pleasure in providing pain. But Rudr attempts to start it first but slowly, and smartly and when Ehaan returns it back, it's loud and people claim him the devil." I was trying to absorb all his words maybe I had deep down figured it out. It didn't seem impossible for me to believe.

"He had tricked Zara with the same weapon. Using her past, triggered her with the biggest weakness. Karan was her cousin, the biggest element for destroying her relationship with her family, parents. Because her choices were different from the rest of the girls, making them believe she was different. Rudr had become a friend with him, encouraging him more to trigger Zara. It was until once, she completely lost herself and shared it with us. And though it wasn't ideal but Ehaan came up with the idea of putting a false claim on him. Zara had used it well against him. Making entire people have the same revulsion they had for Zara. But seems like Zara was stronger than him, he wasn't able to cope with it. Falling into depression and later taking such a drastic step. The most inhuman part is Rudr knew about it from start but rather helping him out from that phase. He used it as an opportunity to defame Ehaan." He shook his head, hate rolling out of his tongue.

"He was always the same!" He expressed his displeasure. "Always grabbing emotion just to use it against Ehaan. His only motive is never to let Ehaan outshine him. He can go to any extreme to destroy Ehaan."

"Finding new targets like me..." I blurted out without even realising.

"What do you mean?" He interrogated getting suspicious, I bite my lip in nervousness.

"Rudr is aware of our birthday planning for Ehaan. And I overheard them talking about some destruction that would separate him from people he cares about. There would do something that will make Ehaan hate them," I paused waiting for his reaction but he seemed lost in thoughts. "I wasn't able to analyse what their plan could be? Why would Ehaan hate his friends?" I voiced my confusion.

"Had Ehaan overheard it as well?" He interrogated, and I nodded in agreement later realising he couldn't see me and answered yes.

"He did! But not the birthday thing! He is clueless about the event."

"Oh! Shit, so that was the reason he asked me to drop you. So, I was correct. He is having the same thought." And with those words, he pressed the break. I was going to inquire him further but we had reached. I sighed, I wanted to question him further.

I got out of the bike, "what same thought?"

"That he is planning to use you as a weapon. I think we need to stop planning for surprises. I will have a conversation about it with Zara, she will have to understand it." He muttered, "you get inside and please don't act impulsively. We aren't clear what's planning is going in Rudr's mind." I nodded, not able to understand his fear clearly.

I walked back inside my deserted house. Sometimes, I wished I wasn't met with silence but it was better than getting interrogated about my low spirit. As I was done, changing into comfortable clothes and grabbing something to eat. I made my way towards the room, having no energy left to watch tv. The emerging headache was indicating the upcoming migraine. I huffed in annoyance, pushing myself towards the study table.

I had taken proper eight hours sleep maybe even longer than it. But why does the headache has to still torture me? I grabbed my forehead, leaning into the table. Trying to divert my mind from the pain. My hands slowly stretched to grab my phone, wanting to have some decent chatting with Mr Stalker. He might have messaged me. It was our routine to frequently text. His mere messages could lighten my mood, spread delight to my heart.

But unlike any day, there weren't any messages popping on my screen. I pouted, he forgot to text.

"Hi!" I send a message, waiting for his response. He was free during this hour.

And as expected, a message popped on my screen. "Hello!" A grin spread wide as I got his reply.

"How was the day?" I questioned.

"Hmm... nothing rewarding." I knitted my brow in suspiciousness. He was hiding something his reply was always filled with humour and enthusiasm but it felt lack of interest.

"Are you fine?" I couldn't help the emerging concern.

"Don't attempt to read me." And I smile wide reading his response.

"Why so? You're an interesting creature according to me." I giggled as I typed and send it to him. My migraine was well forgotten though the pain hadn't stopped.

"Everyone finds me appealing, I can't be ignored." A wink was sent at the end and I shook my head in disbelief.

"It isn't like that! Stop, your boasting session."

"It isn't boasting but harsh truth." I rolled my eyes, ignoring his text and concentrating on the small pain spreading through my neck. He was a boasting self! Though I hadn't seen him or wasn't aware of his name yet I had imagined him to be someone overfriendly, maybe much popular in his high school. Was he from any popular high school? A sudden curiosity made me question him.

"Are you from a nearby high school? I mean, I can know your city at least." I hesitated not wanting to drive deeper, maybe it could make him uncomfortable. But he didn't seem reserved person like me. At moments, I felt he was acting reserved and wasn't bothering to question me more so I could get comfortable around him.

"Hmm... are we prying in each other's life?" Maybe he wasn't that comfortable sharing but his next text changed my view. "Near yours..." was his response making me curious to solve the puzzle.

Mine? Wait! How come he was aware of my high school? "How do you know mine?" I interrogated. There wasn't any response.

"Because you aren't in mine." He send a winked emoji but I wasn't convinced. I could sense he was covering it up with his lame joke. His humour wasn't that senseless. It often made me laugh but this one made me suspicious. I kept staring at his message, nothing came after it. Maybe I was overthinking and emerging pain was yelling in my brain to have some rest.

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JUST TEN CHAPTERS MORE! I HOPE I WON'T BORE YOU ALL UP.