Broken Hearts by hima (book series for 12 year olds TXT) 📖

of my best days… that proud grin never left my face. Mr. K shook hands with everyone and spoke some general things… I wanted to share this good news with Ria, after all this is the first project after I joined. Ria is totally excited and is up for a party which we scheduled this weekend.

“Hello, again.” Rocky’s face was inches from me.

“I’ll call you back…”I punched the call end button.

“Do you want to join me for coffee…?” he asked.

“I’m fine…” I said walking past him.

“Seriously…Just coffee.”He grabbed my arm.

“Let me go…” I glared at him.

Mr. K suddenly appeared out of nowhere slapping his hands off me.

“I think you should leave…” he said fixing his death glare on him.

He backed off instantly and scurried away.

“Thanks…”I mumbled.

“He wouldn’t have touched you, if it weren’t for you playing hide and seek with him…” What did he say? What does he think about me?

“It would be better if you think before you judge people…” I screamed. I had lost it… Seriously, an employee screaming at her boss but his remarks set me off.

I walked away briskly trying to cool off, I walked and walked, nobody dare judge me like that even if he is my boss, I’m a girl who strictly held on to the traditions and culture, I would never dream of fooling around.

I cooled off as fatigue set me in, my legs were numb from all the walking, I caught a bus and reached home. I fell on the bed not even minding about my groaning stomach.

“I still don’t know if I should go, I mean I practically screamed at him…” I said twisting the wire of the phone with my fingers and lying in my sofa…

There was a car honking vigorously right outside my house, who would it be at this time. I was about to start scolding the honker.

“Hello…Madam… Aren’t you coming?” he dragged the vowels too long.

“Just a minute…”I called.

I grabbed my things and ran; it’s a good thing I decided to sit all ready. I’m not fired, yet? May be the car driver didn’t know that I was fired so he came to pick me up. If I lost a job, it sure is going to be difficult for me to meet the household expenses. I don’t know how much time it would take for me to find another job.

I rushed into my cabin, my head pounding with many doubts. Veeru sir walked into my cabin, his face is filled with anxiety and his ragged breath said that he ran all the way to my cabin.

“What’s the matter? Am I fired?” I asked a little bit down.

“Fired?” he laughed, his laugh was totally different; it felt like he was worried about laughing whole heartedly.

“I don’t think so… in fact sir mentioned that you did a good job yesterday…” he said.

“When did he mention it?” I asked tentatively.

“Last night…”he said.
Pooja brought a file that Mr. K asked me to work me on. So, I guess I’m still not thrown out. I sighed and began to work on the file, why didn’t he throw me out? That question bugged me all the time.

Days passed by, I got to know all the members in the office everyone. They were all friendly and word spread out that I’m an efficient worker; it inspired me to do my best. Apart from the official taunts from Mr. K everything was good.

I learned that most of the girls had the hots for our arrogant Mr. K. Ria is right about girls having a thing for arrogant men. I got to know Veeru sir and Pooja very well, they became good friends along with another girl called Piya.

“Come to my cabin…” Mr. K rang me.

I collected the note pad and scurried to his room as quickly as possible, Last time when he called I had to log off the system before going to his room, as soon as I entered he glanced at his watch and glared at me. That look said many things that I didn’t want to hear, I’m not going to make that mistake again.

I stood by the door thinking whether I should knock or just go in, He chided for knocking on the door once and another time for barging in. Thankfully, he called me before I could do anything.

“I want you to get this file signed by Mr. Mehta…” he said without even looking at me, studying a report on his desk.

I hesitated, it’s already 3.40 and in a few minutes, my duty will be off not that I’m worried to work extra hours, I did like too but this place is so far and it is not even a good area.

“What?” he scowled still not taking time to look at me? I panicked and grabbed the file from his hands and hurried out of the office.

“Um…take the company cab…”he called. I nodded, gathered my stuff and rushed out of the building.
“Can you please stay here; I’ll be back in few minutes…” I pleaded the driver, he is already complaining about extra hours and I seriously doubt he would stay another hour more.

He nodded tentatively. “Be quick, madam. There is a curfew starting at 6pm.We should leave this place by then.” He said checking the horizon before parking the car.

I ran off into the main building, curfew? I didn’t know that. I spoke to the receptionist about my appointment, she nodded and made a quick call and then asked me to wait for a few minutes. I picked up the India today and started skipping through the pages; I was so lost in reading that I forgot about the time moving on.

After a quick glance over the pages, I found that it’s nearly 5.30. I spoke to receptionist, she directed me to his room, He took all his time to read the agreement and sign, he scratched his name on the papers as the clock ticked away, I really wanted to kick him for signing it at a leisure pace when I had to hurry back home.

I raced to the cab parked on the other end, I began to panic as I saw the cab nowhere in the parking area, I ran through the parking lot to make sure that he hasn’t parked elsewhere. He left and it’s only 5 minutes past 6. God! I stomped my foot on the gravel and cursed as the pain seared through my foot.

I began to walk on the roads; I heard the sounds of a patrolling van somewhere near, the sense of not being alone calmed me down. I made my way to the nearest bus stop cursing everyone who was the reason for this. My boss for sending me in the first place, My driver for leaving me alone, the receptionist for delaying my appointment, Mr. Mehta for being stupidly slow to sign the file.

My legs began to ache with all the walking, it seems like I’m walking so much now a days. I heard an ambulance van pass nearby. I prayed for whoever is in that van to get well. All of a sudden, I heard yells, and firing sounds. My heart pounded in my chest, I saw cops charging against ruffians, they are dangerously close, My heart began to speed up, I couldn’t think of anything, I just watched them move closer and closer, the ruffians began to throw stones at the cops, I covered myself behind the bench but few of them missed me by inches, tears welled up in my eyes… I moved away from the throng inch by inch carefully avoiding the shower of stones.

A cop caught my eye, his face registered shock and then he began to shout at me to run. I didn’t know if I could just do that. A horn blared in the distant, I never felt so relieved to see someone’s face in my life. Mr. K alighted from his car running towards me. Seeing him brought so much strength to my crumpled nerves, I ran towards him.

“Duck…”he shouted.

I couldn’t understand what he was saying in all the yells and screams. I frowned at him, he gestured me to duck, but it was too late for me to comprehend what he was saying. Something hit hard on my head, in an impulse I touched where I was hit, the smell of blood and its trails on my fingers made me oozy, I was caught by him before I hit the ground.

I never got the chance to look at his eyes before; they are honey colored and so deep that it made me want to drown in them. “You’ve beautiful eyes…” I croaked before I fell unconscious in his secure arms.


My heard hurt like hell when I tried to move, I lay quiet with my eyes closed.

“I trusted you in taking care of her…”I heard someone snuffle.

“You know I care for her just as you do…”I recognize that voice anywhere. Mr. K, what is he doing here?

“Why don’t we just ask her to stay…?” judging by the ripples in her voice, I guess she is an old woman.

I tossed on my bed and yelled as it hurt me more than I had imagined. I heard the shuffling of feet.

“Are you alright, dear?” Beady eyes stared down at me. I peeked from the corner of my eyes and saw Mr. K standing at a feet distance away from us.

I tried to sit up but the older woman pushed me gently on to the bed. “You should rest…” she said with a soft and caring voice.

I stared awkwardly at Mr. K, lying on the bed in front of him unnerved me. The older woman followed my glance and smiled.

“Go to your room, I will take care of her…” He left after a fleeting glimpse.

“I should probably go home…” I said gathering myself to stand up.

“You are not going anywhere until it is healed.” She ordered all in motherly fashion. Being cared for, after all these days brought involuntary tears. The older woman was confused by my feelings.

“You can call your parents if you want…”she said. “They are gone…”I rubbed away the tears.

The older woman held a painful expression on her face. “It’s okay…madam. I’m used to it. All the people I love are ripped of my life…” I said.

“Don’t say that…I’m your granny.” She said. I frowned.

“Think of me as your grandmother…” she replied quickly.

I smiled at her; she baby sat me forcefully all the day, feeding me enormous amounts of juice and food. A doctor came to check up in the evening and declared that I’m well, seriously granny knows how to kill a person with love.

“Hello, how are you feeling?” Dev walked in with a big smile playing on his face.

“I’m really good; I wish granny stops worrying about me and send me home…” He chuckled.

“Granny can be like that sometimes…”he said.

“I should go home now, I had so many things that I should take care of.” I said to her as she walked in with another glass of juice.