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Rahul closed the front door to Priya�s house behind him and greeted Sharada with a whisper. �Hi! Glad you could make it.�
Sharada pointed to his pants. �Rahul, your fly is wide open.�
�Oh thanks!� Rahul zipped his pants and smiled in a burst of embarrassment. He noticed Sharada�s agitation growing every second. �Is something bothering you?�
�Nothing, let�s go inside and meet your friend.� Sharada said, moving towards the door but Rahul stood in her way. �Okay. It bothers me that you are in Priya�s place and your fly is open�,� she began.
�It�s a common mistake, happens to a lot of men,� Rahul said.
�I know that. But look at you. Your hair�s all messed up, your shirt is wrinkled. And look at how you�re guarding her door like I�m some kind of criminal. You don�t seem to want me going in. Rahul, tell me what�s going on,� Sharada said.
�Well�,� Rahul scratched his head.
Sharada glared into his eyes as she awaited the answer. �What? Have you forgotten how to talk?�
�No. Alright, Priya and I were playing this childish game.�
�Rahul, I can see that you�re lying. You�re so painfully obvious.� She waited a few more seconds for his answer. �Let me just ask you one thing- is something going on between the two of you?� Rahul mumbled some inaudible defense; his eyes darted around in search of a good answer. �FUCK-YOU! You aren�t even trying to deny it.�
�That�s because it�s true,� Rahul said, letting the words out in one breath. �It�s true, okay? Priya and I are together.�
Sharada frowned at him, her hands began to shiver and her cheeks flushed red. She shook her head and tried to talk, �w.why would you��
�Priya and I have been seeing each other for a week. I�m so sorry, but you and I need to break up,� Rahul said.
�What the fuck? You�ve always been a selfish pig but I didn�t think you could stoop so low.� Sharada cried. �We�ve been together for over ten years. Doesn�t that mean anything to you?� she asked, as tears began to form in her eyes. �So what? You just saw this girl and changed your mind? What about me, Rahul? What about me?�
Rahul bowed down. �I�m so sorry. I was here and I didn�t want to tell you over the phone, so��
�Oh, thank you so much!� Sharada cried. �I�m very grateful that you called me over to your new girlfriend�s place to break up with me. You bloody pig.� Rahul placed his hands on her shoulders, but she slapped them away. �Get your hands off me.� She wiped off tears from her eyes, her every breath fuelling the fury inside her. He was standing quiet, blatantly unskilled in dealing with the crying girl.
Sharada couldn�t stand him anymore, she made a fist with her hands behind her back and swung them forward in an attempt to punch Rahul�s nose. He stepped aside just in time to avoid the nasty blow, and caught the girl by her neck. �I did not expect this from you,� he said, bringing her down to her knees. He held her by the back of her neck and opened the front door with one hand. �I�m afraid I have to make you meet Priya.�
�Rahul, you�re hurting me,� Sharada cried.
�Precisely.� He swung the door open. Rahul dragged his prisoner by her long, brown hair and pushed her towards Priya, who was seated on the couch. �I tried to end it peacefully, but she tried to punch me,� Rahul reported, making her kneel before his new girlfriend.
�Is it true? Did you try to hit my boyfriend?� Priya asked.
�Don�t call him your boyfriend. He�s mine, he will always be mine.� Sharada said.
�Didn�t he try to break up with you just now?�
�That�s why I tried to punch him. He won�t stop misbehaving.� Sharada said.
�Misbehaving?� Priya asked, splitting the word into its syllables. �You believe Rahul�s misbehaving, that he�s out of his mind?� Sharada nodded. �So you think this is temporary, and that he�s just going to get back together with you?�
�I don�t know when he�ll come to his senses, but yes. He�s my boyfriend and has been for many years. He�s making some impulsive decision based on spending just one week with you.� Sharada stated. �We are supposed to be together forever.�
�One week is a good length of time.� Priya said. �Why, you don�t think it�s possible that in one week I�ve treated him to more pleasures than you did in all those years?�
�It�s not possible.� Sharada said.
Priya turned to Rahul. �What�s wrong with these people? You go on one date with them they think they�ve mated for life.�
�What do you mean, �these people�?� Sharada asked.
�I dumped my boyfriend today.� Priya said. �Rahul and I punished him together and threw him into the toilet. It looks like you�re going to face the same plight.�
�No, I won�t.� Sharada shook under Rahul�s grip.
�Oh you think so? Let me see,� Priya said. �Do you still love Rahul?�
�Not the way he�s acting now, this isn�t him. But yes, I love him.� Sharada said.
�And you won�t go home without getting him back?�
�I won�t.�
�See? She�s exactly like Srinath,� Priya declared. Sharada wiggled under Rahul�s grip and tried to slap his hand away from her head. �Oh my! You�re an angry little girl aren�t you?� Priya asked. �Do you even understand your position right now? Look at your own boyfriend, the man you�ve loved for so many years clutching you like a wild animal. When did you become such a brat?� Sharada looked up to Rahul and his remorseless expression as he held her down for his girlfriend�s sadistic pleasure. �I�m going to teach you a lesson in humility and respect.�
Priya leaned forward and caught her neck in one hand, using the other to deliver a vicious slap. Sharada�s cheeks turned red, she bowed down and cried. �That�s for trying to hit my awesome boyfriend. There are good reasons why he just dumped you like a piece of shit. Can you think of why he did that to you?� Priya asked. Sharada looked up to her and sniffled. �God, look at that pride. The first thing you�re going to do is lose all that disgusting pride.� Priya�s hand went up and landed a devastating slap on the other cheek. �Say �Thank you�, bitch!� She then caught her and blew through the other cheek with an even harder slap. �I said thank me, you disgusting little bitch!�
Sharada cried even harder, but managed to mumble a �thank you.�
�Call me God, because that�s what I am to you.� Priya said.
�Thank you, God,� Sharada said.
�You�re welcome anytime!� Priya laughed, and Rahul joined in. She leaned back and brought up her legs again. �Rahul is my boyfriend. Not yours- mine. I�m the winner, you�re the loser.� Priya�s toes went crushing into her face, scratching her cheeks and her eyes with her long, sharp toenails. �The only chance you have of being with Rahul is if you choose to spend your life working as my slave.�
�Rahul, how can you let her do this to me?� Sharada asked.
Rahul gripped her hair with more vigor. �It�s exactly what you deserve.�
�She�s asking me to work as her slave, Rahul. Please tell me you think that�s extreme.� Sharada said.
�It is obviously extreme.� Rahul said. �So go home and move on with your life like a sensible girl.�
�And wait for you to come to your senses on your own?� Sharada asked.
�If you think that�s going to happen, you�re better off being her slave.� Rahul said. �That way you can be around when I,� he made quotation marks in the air with his fingers, �come to my senses.�
�Then that�s exactly what I�ll do.� Sharada bowed down before Priya. �I�m your slave.�
�Not so fast.� Priya said. �I don�t just take in any random weakling as my slave. You know how many men and women out there would kill to be my slave? You�re going to have to prove your mettle just like everybody else.�
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