He Said.. She Said...
He had a Magnum 45 Handgun in his hand. She had a matchbox with the matchstick held firmly between her fingers. The gun was loaded, but he had already spent 3 shots. She hardly had half a dozen matchsticks left, her surroundings littered with spent matchsticks. He had a gash above his left eye, caused by a saucer which she had thrown at him. She had a burn mark on her left chin, where a bullet had grazed by her . He was bleeding from his shoulder, where she had repeatedly hacked him with a butchers knife. She had a fork stuck in her stomach, with blood oozing out of it in steady stomach. The room was littered with broken vessels, shattered glass and scattered furniture . The stench of LPG gas hung firmly in the air, causing both of them to cringe their noses

"So this is the way you wanted it to end? " He said...

" No, this is the way YOU Chose it to end.. " She said...

" You started it".. he said

"Yeah right.. I sat in the last bench of the Physics tuitions classes and oogled all the time.." she said.

"Who asked you to look back to see if I was oogling..?" he said.

"Who sent the first letter passed through the paper plane? " she said

"Who opened the paper plane and replaced all the fullstops in the sentences with hearts." He said.

"What about the FaceBook friend request the Very next day so that you can look at my photos?".. She said

"What about accepting the request a minute after i sent it just so you can comment on MY photos.." He said..

" I am online all the time, asshole, it was not as if I was waiting for your request".. she said.

"Yeah right!! At 3 in the morning on a Sunday? The devil is in the details lady.. I remember each and every detail..",, He said.

"Oh yeah, then do you remember in DETAIL about the dress that bitch was wearing when she was riding behind your bike last week?", she said.

"Sure I do, its the same colour as the shirt Suhas was wearing when you guys were sitting in Joes ice Cream parlour!!", he said.

"Suhas is like a Brother to me, asshole!!", she said..

" Then why do you send him messages like , "Miss you darling", or "Shona did you have dinner?", you bitch!!!", he said

"What have you done now, tapped his phone too like you hacked into my facebook account?", she said.

"ITs not called hacking if you know the password, you stupid git> And Suhas showed me the messages himself.. It was part of the fucking challenge.." he said.

"What challenge?" she said

"He challenged me that he can make you come after him because you are a double crossing whore!! And he turned out right!!" he said....

"I only wen t to him because I knew you were cheating on me with that Mona bitch." she said.

"If attending violin classes together is called cheating then yeah I was cheating on her", he said.

"But thats not what Sabeena told me.. She attended the same violin classes with you.." she said.

"Sabeena is a bitch whom I rejected in first year and she has been out to get me ever since. She ruined my previous 2 relationships too. I thought you knew she was after me, everyone does.." he said

"Oh fuck!!, she was the one who told she saw you with a a girl in a violet T shirt oon yor bike last week",she said

"And I guess she is also the one who told you where to find me today, and gave you the idea of the cooking gas stunt to scare me", he said..

"This has been just one huge screw up then", she said.
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"Yeah it has, lets end it now atleast ", he said..

He heard the door click open , and then the white light of the explosion of the LPG cylinder engulfed him.

The police found 2 charred bodies in the apartment of Mr. Ketan Kumar, his friend Vinay lying in the hospital with third degree burns. Cooking gas explosion was ascertained to be the cause of the accident. The police still couldnt explain the Magnum 45 in the victims hand, since neither of the two victims seemed suicidal to their friends and relatives. The explosion was triggered by the light bulb being switched on by Vinay, Ketans roommate, who was informed by his friend Sabeena that Ketan was in grave danger........

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