Chapter 4 emotional blackmailing

I panicked and squatted in front of her. "Kristen, open your eyes. Kristen, wake up..." I called her out patting her cheeks but she was not opening her eyes nor was giving any response.

I reached out for the water bottle on my bag and poured some water on my hand, and then I splashed it on her face. "KRISTEN."

Finally, she opened her eyes wide and stared at me for a while before asking, "Where am I? Who are you?"

"Thank god, Kristen, you are alright," I mumbled, feeling revealed, and pulled her in my arms.

"Who are you?" suddenly she shoved me away and added, "Do I know you miss?"

I was dumbfounded hearing her. I really couldn't believe what she just said. I got speechless for a second thinking she might have lost her memory.

But suddenly she started laughing out loud. "God, Prisha, don't you ever make that face again you look damn funny..."

I got up in annoyance. "Like really." I strolled towards the balcony in anger.

"Where do you think you are going, young lady?" Kristen walked ahead and stood on the door blocking my way.

"And here starts the drama of drama queen, Kristen..." I rolled my eyes.

"Leave my way, Kristen. I am not going to talk with you ever again," I state, trying to walk past her.

She held her chest and said, "God, that hurts you stabbed me right on my heart, Prisha. How can you be so cruel? I have a feeling that you are not my beastie anymore..."

I rolled my eyes and paced back to my bed. She followed me there as well and sitting beside me started to apologize, "Okay fine, fine, I am sorry my angry bird..."

I glanced at her with my wide eyes. "Sorry for what?" I shrugged.

"Sorry for..." she scratched her head like she had forgotten something.

I rolled my eyes and averted my gaze away from her feeling irritated with her act.

"Um... I think I lost my memory just now by hitting my head. Could you please help me out why you are angry with me so that I can apologize to you?" she poked my arms.

"Whatever..." I retrieved my cell phone from a nearby table.

"Come on, Prisha, don't do this to me. You have the world's super cool mom and you get angry with your best friend just because she told her about your crush?"

With my eyes fixed on my phone I mumbled, "seems like someone has got back her memory."

"Prisha..." She snatched my phone away and added, "don't be rude, please. Your mom does nothing to you even if you have a boyfriend. She is not strict like my mom, you know that, right?"

"I know give me my phone back." I tried to reach my phone.

"Tell me one thing, Prisha, why do you think I like your company and prefer to be your bestie?" Suddenly she sounded serious.

"I don't know why?" I folded my arms, fixing my eyes on her.

"God, that hurts you don't even know why I am your best friend?" She held her chest. I took the chance and snatched my phone from her hand.

I began to scroll through my phone. Suddenly the room dropped into total silence. I glanced at Kristen through my side eyes and saw her sitting, lowering her head, playing with her finger. I knew she would start her drama again with her favorite trick. She knows me very well that I couldn't stand the silence of my talkative beastie.

So I kept my phone aside and wrapped my hands around her shoulder. "Tell me, my drama queen, why do you like my company?"

"Leave it." She looked away struggling to free herself from my grip.

"I am sorry." I apologized, catching my ears.

"For what?"

"For whatever is making you sad," I said, pouting my lips.

"Do you mean it?" she asked, folding her arms.

"Yes, with all my heart," I said, taking her hands on mine.

"Okay fine," she cheered up in no time and this is the best thing I like about her.

No matter how mad she is with me once, I apologize to her with my heart she forgives me in a second. She is the girl with the cleanest and kind heart. I just love my beastie.

"So now will you tell me why you like my company?" I asked.

"It's because you belong to the most beautiful family who treats me as their own. And you know what I sometimes envy you for having such a lovely family, which I lack in my life. So don't get annoyed just because of things I told to mom. She didn't even yell at you so there is nothing to get mad at your beastie," she explained.

Actually, she was right. Her family was very strict and she didn't have any freedom as I do. Her parents and mine were good family friends, and that was the only reason why she could come over to me anytime she liked. Or else, she was not allowed to go anywhere unless it was with me and also until and unless my parents convinced her parents.

"I know but I didn't want her to know that, Kristen. Privacy what I call," I said looking away from her.

"Okay fine from now onwards I will not tell such things to, mom, okay?"

"Promise?" I lifted my pinky finger. She hooked her pinky finger with mine. "I promise."

"Oh! I love you..." I hugged her tight and she giggled like a baby. "And you don't have to be that mad at your parents, whatever they do is just for your sake you know that, right?" I tried to convince her.

"Yeah, I know but they don't give me any time for me neither I am free to voice my thoughts out. They just know how to control my life," she said in an upset tone.

"And that is why Prisha, me, your bestie is in your life. Whenever they don't give me the time I will be here for you. Why do you have to feel that bad? My parents are also your parents, aren't they?" I started my emotional blackmailing with a sinister smile.

"Yes, yes they are. Don't go further with your emotional blackmailing," she said, rolling her eyes.