Rivals?

Past Part 3 (I am not familiar with basketball terms so forgive me if I was not able to explain it nicely)

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Arsh's POV

I snatch away the ball and move towards the basket to make a shot, my hands moved to make the ball toggle while I dodged the opponents, these fuckers think they can defeat me, so wrong.

I was near there and after I elbowed the man daring to interrupt me I jumped and delivered the shot and as it should the ball moved out of the rim falling down on the floor, just like the faces of these fuckers fell because I won.

I win every time.

I smirk at the man who dared to punch me in between but received what he should, a kick from me which will make him bedridden for a whole week. Alas, he should have known better.

"Fuck, you are so good, I wonder if anyone can even defeat you at this point," Ranvijay said as he strides to me and patted my shoulder a little before I shrugged his hand away.

"No one can beat me in anything, remember that. I am born to win" I told him and moved towards the resting area to catch a breath, I needed to shower. I leaned back over the chair and looked out of the window. The weather was satisfactory.

"Let's go home", Vijay says as he puts a towel over his face, "Whose home?" I ask him with arched up brows.

"Yours," he says with a mockery look, I give him a glare before he zips his baseless mouth shut. "I can visit once in a while right" his voice was making me irritated but I chose to ignore him and went to change.

I was seated in my car while I made my way back to the apartment. I needed a good sleep today, it was my day off so no lectures.

I applied the brakes and came to my apartment, I smoothly got out and unlocked my front door to notice nothing but darkness. I live alone.

I sighed and went to take a shower first, the water ran down my already worked-up body and all the tiredness went away, I remembered those amber eyes while I closed my eyes and let the coldness run deep through my muscles. Why was she crying?

I was not really concerned, on the contrary, I was planning to know why she was crying so I could hurt her even more. It was a promise I made to her and I will fulfill it. There was something in her that made me want to break her. A smirk appeared on my lips when I remembered how she looked at me as if trying to find comfort but she chose the wrong man. I do not comfort anyone, I only damage them.

I tied a towel around my torso, my hands moved to brush my wet hair backwards and I inhaled deeply before making my way to my bedroom. I unlocked the door only to see her. Riya

"Aah aarshh", she moaned as her fingers worked over her clit and my steps froze as soon as I saw her shamelessly masturbating to me, at my bed and in my house.

I turned away my gaze as I clicked my tongue, I will kill her.

"Aahhh" she moans even louder upon she noticed I was standing here, "Arrshhh" fuck it, she is disgusting to hell.

She stood up and came towards me, she was walking towards me in an overly seductive manner, I inhaled deeply before I fisted my hands, I couldn't raise my hand.

"Baby, I know you missed me and so you are hard right? I will help you" she says and my orbs turn red with wrath at her words, who does she think she is?

She bent down on her knees and fisted the towel over my torso, she was eager to remove it but I held her hand before she could. I yanked her up and pushed her out of my way. She stumbled back impromptu and I inched closer to her with a fierce and aggressive posture.

"Riya, do not fucking cross your limit," I say as I clutched her forearm tightly, her face was devoid of any regret instead she did a big mistake. She touched my cock.

I pull her by the arm and throw her out of my house before saying, "You have made a great blunder and do not think this will ever be let off ". She was there outside, only in her top and with a desperate look, I was this close to slapping the shit out of her.

I do not want to disappoint my mother or else this girl would have been in the hospital with bruises all over her pretty face, she thinks she is pretty but in reality, she is just a mistake.

I dialed a number as I leaned over the table, "I need a new bed, throw away this one" is what I told him, I will have to do a thorough cleaning of my room now.

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"I am telling you this man will die at my hands" Vijay blurts out as he aggressively slams his hand over the desk, the lecturer is none other than his enemy's father.

I wasn't bothered by him, all my attention was on the girl entering the lecture hall, her glasses looked ugly on her, her face was chubby which was also ugly and her nose was small which was even uglier.

My brow lifts up and I offer her a sharp look that says, warning. She gave me the same look and then turned away. Wrong, no one does that to me. Ugly glasses.

"Hey, isn't she Riya?" Vinay points out and I frown hearing her name, this bitch never leaves me alone. I sihed, "I am leaving," I said and stood up.

"But the lecture hasn't even started?" Vijay says and I glanced at him before he understood himself, "Aunty gave her the keys again".

I know Mom likes her but that does not mean she will let her own son be treated wrongly. I can kill Riya anytime I want but I can't because of my Mom. And because she favors her this much, that girl had crossed all limits of obsession. She stalks me, clings to me every fucking time she gets the opportunity to and also tried to touch me.

I can't stand her at all, I need to have a chat with Mom properly.

Before I could even take another step, I heard the biggest scream of my life and it was from the same girl I wanted to avoid.

"I am sorry" I heard a voice, I would have been least interested in these girls' ridiculous fights but when I saw who said sorry, I smirked. This is going to be fun.

"You are sorry? After you pushed me?" Riya yelled at her, I looked at ugly glasses to see she was confused. Looks like she encountered an idiot girl for the first time. Because everyone else was unbothered, they knew what Riya was.

"I said sorry," she says and I loved the attitude she gave her, Riya looked pissed as hell. Not good for ugly glasses but who cares?

"Your fucking sorry is not gonna make me forget that you touched me with that disgusting body of yours", hmm she is going overboard here but a girl like Riya is looking for drama anywhere she goes.

"Do not abuse me. I am not interested in touching you. Duck" ugly glasses clarified before she went out of the room. Riya looked at her disappearing figure dumbfounded. Finally, a girl who can pull that look out of her.

I strode to her, my one hand held the car keys and the other held my phone. I captured her look without her noticing and she turned around to look at me after masking that look off with a fake one she put on.

"Arshh, did you see how that ugly bitch talked to me, fucking whore-" I hushed her and inched closer to her, a smirk playing over my lips, "Such a smart girl, isn't she? You do look like a duck" I said the last word whispering in her ear.

She looked at me astonished and I also exited the hall. My steps were slow but my eyes searched for someone and I finally found her at the terrace, she was absent-mindedly staring at the sky, her eyes were devoid of any emotion. I thought she would be crying.

"Ugly glasses, I thought you had better comebacks" I told her and she flinched hearing my voice, even though I was not expecting myself to look for her.

"Leave me alone, I know you enjoy seeing me get into trouble a lot" she says and I smirk. I approached her but she did not turn around.

"I do but she wasn't the least bit of trouble though I can't say the same about me."

She finally looked at me with her usual amber eyes that reflected her personality and her angry persona was evident through the way she clenched her hand over her blue dress. She sure loves blue.

"GO AWAY". She said while clenching her teeth and a chuckle escaped my lips.

"You know what, I will kill you" she blurts out, I laugh this time. "Try," I said while I turned away to lean at the railing of the terrace and take in the fresh wind.

"I heard you are a genius" she says, "I am, what of it?" I mock her.

"I will top this one, just you wait" she says and I widen my eyes at her words, she thinks she can win against me? Such a foolish little thing she is.

"And what if you don't" I ask, "then you can declare my name as ugly or whatever you call me" she says with determination. This is getting more and more fun.

"Nope. That is boring" I said and leaned a bit to look properly into her eyes, they were fierce. I step towards her and she steps back, finally stopping when she is trapped in between me and the railing.

Her breath was heavy as I stepped more and more close to her, my hands moved to remove those glasses and there I saw the same eyes bare for me to invade.

I finally stopped when she was scared, scared that I might kiss her. No way. I would never touch her. I swirl her glasses with my hand holding it by the edge and say.

"Why not declare to the college that you love me" I say, her whole works shattered and she gave me a disbelieving look, not expecting it? Even I wasn't. But here I am.

"I hate you" she says bitterly. I sigh and turn around to walk a little when I stopped and looked at her again, "I hate you and will till the gates of hell. Be ready to say you love me the next time".

I smirk and move to go back. She will cry and I will make my promise come to reality. I never say untrue words.

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