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Chapter 10 -
April 10, 2016.
Suman:
After the fabulous love making session that happened almost a month ago, and than many many more that followed, Shravan and I did not really even kiss each other much all of last week. To our defence, we were shit loads in work and really hardly spent any time with each other. Moreover, my last case was crazy. For the first time, I actually lost my patient to depression and death. It was so..stressful to say the least. But, with Shravan's constant push to me, and his innumerable words of strength I was better. Tiny bit. But better.
After the emotionally exhausting and jam packed last week, we finally got this sunday to us. We hadn't planned anything at all but sometime two days back, I definitely made some lunch date plans with him for today.
'Shravan, pick me up, super duper soon please. I'm damn hungry for lunch.' I texted him.
He was supposed to pick me up at 12 noon sharp but it was already half hour after the designated time and I did not get so much as a text from him about his whereabouts.
At 1, finally when I got too worked up with his disappearance, I called him.
"Uh oh .. Hello?"
HE WAS SLEEPING.
HE WAS GOD DAMN ASLEEP.
What the actual hell?
"Shravan Malhotra, I'm breaking up with you." I muttered in a deadly tone. Only to hear him chuckle.
How dare he?
"Which girlfriend is this?" He giggled while speaking.
"Are you drunk or what?" I frowned. Because, Shravan and giggling was something I definitely couldn't imagine for the next seven lives even.
"No. Just had few shots of Vodka with few friends last night. Anyway, Seriously who is it? When did I get a girlfriend? Because as long..." I heard him yawn then, "As long as I remember I wasn't dating anybody. I was just having fun around, I guess?" He yawned again.
It made me furious. For two things.1. I had absolutely no idea he was going out for drinks with his 'friends'. Why'd he not take me out along with them? Why couldn't I know who were his friends?
Which brings me to point 2. I'm not his girlfriend. Hence, he wouldn't even make me meet anybody he was close to? How.. Unfair and inconsiderate was that? Because in all honesty, I treated him as my boyfriend and why the hell not?
Alright, calm down, Suman.
"Yeah, I'm not your girlfriend. Sleep buddies or f*ck buddies or bed mates, perhaps?" I muttered quietly and hung up.
I was no more hungry, no more in mood to go out for lunch and absolute not in mood to talk or meet him.
Damn him.
"""
April 10, 2016
Shravan :
The two beeps after her hanging up were the things that actually woke me up.
Shit.
Actually bloody shit.
I facepalmed. I knew somehow I had f*cked up a bit and I did not very well know how to correct it.
Moreover, now that I knew I had made Suman really upset, for like the first time ever, I had no idea how to resurrect that. I punched a fist lightly on my paining forehead.
Bloody hangover.
And, bloody last night.
Because, I knew I had f**ked up a little bit too much than just what I did by saying now. Last night was a disaster.
"""
April 10, 2016.
Suman:
I changed in my comfortable PJ's and tshirt, throwing off the gorgeous bright blue dress in my cupboard.
I was honestly right now more pissed on me than him.
We had been in this no strings attched for about two months and I still knew absolutely zero about him, whereas he knew almost everythimg about me. Even the most gross intimate detail about me. Even the dates of my monthly dates and the size of my lingerie. And which colour ones I wear everyday, even when we do so much as even kiss. He even knew about my friends, or the lack of them honestly. About how I like my tea or how I hate getting waxed. Even that I drool more on the nights where I'm so tired and too much in sleep. Even that I eat ice secretly, sometimes. Basically he knew me to my bones. And me? Well, I hadn't even passed through his hard exterior.
At times like this, I deprecate myself alot. I'm a godamn psychologist and my work is to get everything out from the other person and Shracan was the closest to me and he would still qualify as anything but a close person.
I didn't even know what cologne he puts because he refuses to let me know THAT. It's absolutely ridiculous but it is.
I hate him.
I hate this.
And I...
The doorbell rang so loudly it almost scared me.
"Preeti go check the door and if its Shravan, do me a favour and kick him out." I snuggled with my cute little stuffed toy.
Shravan even knew this that when I was upset, I would cuddle with this adorable Mr. TimTom.
Nobody blame me for the weird name, credit goes to Preeti. All of it.
"TimTom is getting my share of love, I see."
Did I ever mention, I also hate his husky voice because I was totally enchanted by it ALWAYS.
I did not even budge from my place or look at him.
"""
April 10, 2016.
Shravan :
I shut the door of her room behind me and it clicked softly.
"Suman." I mumbled softly.
"No. No. No. You, get out, Shravan. Now!" She just..burst out.
Okay, damn.
"Shush shush shushhh!" I walked to her bed and kicked my shoes out of my feet and got on her bed, besides her and wrapped my arm around her, tightly.
"Shush." I whispered in her ear.
"I'm not interested to listen to you." Her self control was amazing me. Because if I knew something best, it was that Suman couldn't resist touching me when I was in her reach, and when I was already making some physical contact with her, no matter how small it was.
"Okay. Then, you can talk today." I caressed her hair. I knew she was stressed about her work along with, well, today.
"Isn't that what I always anyway do. I'm so done. You.." She turned around to see me.
"Go away." Her words were a weak whisper and definitely not meant.
"I will not." I hugged her so, so tightly. Getting over her.
"I'm your TimTom for today." I kissed her forehead.
"So if you are asking Shravan to get out, assume him gone. I'm Mr. TimTom at your service Ma'am." I smiled at her.
My heart winced when a tiny little tear trickled down her eye.
"Please.." Her words probably gave up because even they knew better. She really needed me.
"Stop stressing so much. You know you aren't responsible for anything." I caressed her cheek.
"It's you Shravan." She shook her head and shut her eyes.
"""
April 10, 2016.
Suman:
"Me?" He frowned.
"It's about this morning right? I apologise, Suman. I didn't to intend to hurt you." He sighed and I felt his soft lips against mine. But I knew that if I couldn't resist him now, I wouldn't be able totake a stand for myself.
I broke the kiss and looked sideways. Refusing him for the first time.
I heard him sigh deeply and get off of me. For a tiny a second, I almost reached out to him and pulled him back because that was easier than having to let him go and I was scared that he would choose to go.
What was I doing with a guy who could choose to leave me in any moment? Why was I forcing myself to live in such constant fear?
But he didn't leave. He just sat opposite me and I sat up too.
"Shravan. Who did you out with last night?" I asked, calmly.
"Friends." His reply was curt. It was almost as if he didn't want to reply but was compelled to.
"If you aren't interested to talk to me, you can leave." I looked down on my lap, my fingers were so fidgety.
"No. Why do you assume.."
"No wait." I held up my hand.
"I don't assume. Don't throw the blame on me. When have I assumed anything? I'm just trying to knowing you. Why do you have to make it so tough for me?" I wiped another tear that sat on the edge of my eyes, ready for its fall.
"..You know me, Suman. It isn't like I have..hidden myself from you." He and I both knew he was lying.
"Really?" I looked in his eyes, challenging him to affirm his words.
He didn't. He just sighed and shrugged.
"You know, you are..you are like my boyfriend and I don't hesitate to say it. But me? What am I, Shravan? I agreed to..your proposal because I..I really wanted to be around you, in all ways. But even after two months, I'm still only somebody you sleep with?"
"""
April 10, 2016.
Shravan :
"Don't say like that, Suman." I shook my head.
"You know that it wasn't the case right from the beginning. That you weren't just somebody I slept with. I care for you, don't you see?"
"And, I care for you way more, don't you see, Shravan? Don't you?" She frowned.
If she kept questioning me so much, how was I ever going to tell her about last night.
My conscience pinched me, was I even ready to tell her about last night? But I should, I knew.
"You don't even tell me so many basic stuffs. How do you like your coffee or what do you prefer in breakfasts. I don't even know these trivial stuffs. And you don't even make me meet your friends. And..this is wrong, Shravan." She continued.
"If this is how you want to keep..it. Then, I guess, I'm going to take an out from it." She looked me in my eye and I knew she wasn't kidding.
And, in that moment, I knew that I was scared. Scared to lose her.
I also knew it might be because I might have started to feel something for her.
And, I also knew that kissing Esha, last night, was my biggest ass**** mistake, and I didn't know how to tell Suman that.
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Hey guys,
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In all honesty, I might tell you that when I write any chapter of any story I have nothing in mind. Seriously. I just write.
So I muself am pretty surprised how this chapter came out like but I suppose this is a pretty significant chapter.
I haven't proof read it. So pardon me for any mistakes.
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Palak.
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