How To Hide A Crime

18. break floor

The boy looks like he is trying his best to remember and then he looks up at Vikram with a horrified look. Did he remember everything? Vikram prepares himself to make the boy understand the situation, creating convincing sentences in his mind. 

"I never thought I would talk about my wildest fantasy to anyone. Tomato sauce wasn't on my list though. Whipped cream would be better, wouldn't it?" The boy mumbles to himself but Vikram hears him. 

"Are you freaking serious right now?" 

"Mr.Arora, don't kink shame me. I'm just an innocent curious soul."

Vikram is disappointed but not surprised. It was his fault to even think this boy can ever be serious. Last night changed something in him. His mind is telling him to question the boy, suspect him but his heart is telling the otherwise but when did he listen to his heart? He is about to make a sharp exit when he hears a scream from the boy. 

"Why is there a band aid in my finger, Mr.Arora? My precious finger. Why did you cut my finger?" Vikram leaves the blabbering mess behind and goes to his room to get the wound treated. 

When he gets ignored by his boss, he jumps back to the bed. The wall clock says it's just 5.30 am. Who wakes up at this ungodly hour? His boss, of course. But not him. He needs to sleep to get some sleep to get rid of the headache.

When he wakes up and walks towards the drawing room, he finds Nilay sleeping with his mouth open on the couch, a laptop sitting beside him. 

Even though he is feeling like corpse with headche, he wants to do something to the ghost. He doesn't remember what happened last night but he is sure this ghostie has something to do with the band aid. He walks towards the dining table and as expected he finds a fruit bowl on the table. He takes a banana, eats it and takes the peel and tiptoes towards Nilay. When he finally reaches the man, he shoves the peel into his mouth. 

Nilay wakes up with a start, yelling out colorful vocabularies which eventually increases Kairav's headache.

"Ahh, ghostie. Shut up. My head is hurting." Kairav says, closing his ears. 

"The fuck is wrong with you, you clown? You could at least give me the banana instead of the peel!" Nilay yells once again.

"Ghostie like you only deserves the leftover." Kairav replies, taking a seat beside him on the couch. 

Nilay tries the shake the sleep off. He should get to work instead of dozing off. But this kid isn't helping it. Nilay wants to smack him but then looking at his pained face, he holds himself back. 

"Hangover, ehh?" 

"Yeah. This damn head is hurting so much. I wish I could replace it." Kairav mumbles, trying to massage his forehead. 

"Awww, you can always have mine." Nilay winks. 

"No, thanks. I don't want garbage as my head." Nilay chuckles, swallowing the insult down.

"I have a solution. Wait, I will be back soon." Nilay says when a wicked plan hits his head. 

Kairav doesn't believe ghostie but he will right now believe that Mr.Arora is a Saint if that gives him the cure to his throbbing head.