All it was?||Chapter 3 Pg 16||13th April|| - Page 8

Chapter Two

"Working late again?" Veer enters my office raising his brows.

"What are you doing here?" I don't look up from my laptop continuing to tap away at the keyboard.

"I'm here to drag you out with all of us bro" Veer crosses his arms.

"I'm not going out with any of you" I glance up at him.

"Dude you're going to wear yourself out in this office" Veer huffs. "Think you're getting addicted to this office"

"Veer get the f**k out of here"

"Everyone's waiting for you" He informs.

"What do you mean?"

"They're all waiting by the bar, Jackson's with them. He said he's coming for you if you don't get moving" he points out. "He'll carry you, you know that"

"You f**ker" I drag myself up grabbing my jacket. "One drink only"

"Yes" he scoffs. "One drink" he mimics as we both leave the office together.

I nod in acknowledgement at Steve who'd just arrived to lock up the building.

I ended up having more than just one drink. I hadn't wanted to but remembering her... I just wanted to forget. For one night, I wanted to drown the pain and numbness away, I wanted to close the gaping hole she left in my heart.

For the last two years, I tried my best to push myself and drown in my business but she was always there. The desk in my office reminded me of the time we'd christened it when I bought the company, the couch reminded me of the nights she'd lay there waiting for me to finish so we'd go home together.

Where had we gone wrong?

Where the f**k had I gone wrong with my wife?

I hadn't thought our difficult patch in our marriage would result in her leaving.

And tonight, of all nights I see her for the first time.

After two f**king years, I see my wife. The night she left replayed over and over since I set my eyes on her. My insides felt pierced with each memory of her. I wouldn't ever forget the feeling of my heart sinking. I wouldn't be able to ever forget that night.

For two years, I looked everywhere and just when I was feeling dejected and almost drinking away my life my eyes landed on her tonight in a f**king small bar.

This is what she left our life for - to come work in this f**king bar?

She left her comfortable office desk for a bar filled with sweating drunk customers.

I'd hidden in the crowd knowing her all too well, she would've ran out the door and probably disappeared again if she noticed me inside so I stayed hidden and watched her silently. She's changed. She's lost weight, she had dark bags beneath her eyes, her thick bright beautiful red hair seemed to have lost their shine. It was probably because she was f**king working here! She's also going by her middle name, she f**king hated that name! Anjali never suited her, I told her many times. I loved her first name, Geet. Geet Khurana was the name I loved the most, it had a nice ring to it.

I don't know whether I can f**king kill her or kiss her. I know I wanted to shake her up right now seeing how she'd abused her body, she hadn't eaten properly. She surely had lost weight, her cheeks had sunken in, her eyes seemed dull and her lips dried.

When she had gone to the back to put away some glasses I'd walked out and lingered around the corner waiting for her. I wanted answers. How could she have walked out on me? Our marriage without a damn explanation?

It still hurt like a motherf**ker despite the two years, you'd expect the pain to have numbed and some expect you to move on but I couldn't do it.

I f**king married that girl, etched her into my heart, brain, and soul.

And she f**ked me over in a blink.

When her colleagues had driven away, I noticed she was just about to do the same so I stepped out into the dark and showed myself.

She was shocked. It looked like the earth beneath her feet opened up and swallowed her.

That was a first.

It used to be a glowing wide smile whenever she used to look at me and now... She looks like as if her cat died.

I slowly walk towards her car, she didn't move. She simply stares at me. I reach the passenger side and climb in.

She finally breaks out of stupor and stammers. "W...A... What..."

"What am I doing here?" I state. "Is that what you want to ask?"

"What are you doing here?" She stiffens jerking the brake and switching off the engine.

"I didn't come looking for you if that's what you're thinking" I tell her.

"Get the f**k out of my car Maan. I have nothing to say to you" she snaps.

"Bee you might not have something to say but I have a f**king lot to say" I counter leaning forward. "You f**king left me without a f**king reason"

"Get out!" she shoves me back.

"Listen to me Bee" I grab her hands and pull her close, I cup her neck and force her to look at me. "I've got questions and I want the answers"

"Get off me" she struggles trying to pull away from my grasp. I didn't want to release her, I wanted to carry her out of this car, take her home and f**k answers out of her.

I release her though. I was drunk and I didn't want to do anything I'd regret in the morning. I needed to have a clear mind when she gives me her answers.

"What the f**k are you doing here Maan?" She straightens and glowers at me.

"I came for a drink and imagine my surprise the woman I looked over the world for is only a f**king town away bartending" I grate out. "Is this what you left our life for?"

"I've got my reasons why I left Maan. You being a dickhead wouldn't understand"

"I'm the dickhead? What the f**k are you Bee? You walked out on us, you walked out on our marriage like a coward" I snap clenching my jaw.

Tears glisten in her eyes and I feel guilt consuming me hating to see that she was hurting. But for the last two years, hatred, anger and hurt festered in my heart.

Hatred she put in my heart.

"Why?" I ask.

She turns away staring straight ahead. "Like I said you wouldn't understand".

"Why don't you f**king try me?" I raise my voice.

She scoffs shaking her head. "If I was to spell it out, you still wouldn't understand"

"Why don't you just say you've got no f**king excuse? Did you want a divorce or something? Or did you find someone else?"

Her eyes darken and she snaps furiously. "Get the f**k out or else I swear I will call the police and tell them you're harassing me"

"Who else knew that you were here?" I ignore her threats. I knew my wife too well, she wouldn't go ahead with them. She's only ever threw empty threats, she's never once followed through with her threats.

"Did Nina know?" I ask when she doesn't reply.

She still didn't answer.

"She knew didn't she?"

"Yes Maan" she turns to me. "Mom did know I was here and I told her not to tell you"

"Why dammit" I smack the dashboard angrily.

"You've asked your question and I answered" she informs averting her eyes. "Get out now" she curls her fingers around the steering wheels and taps.

"I'm not done Bee"

"Yes you are" she pulls out her phone. "If you think I won't follow through with my promise then you're wrong. I'm not the woman you once knew" she presses emergency numbers. "I'm going to call them if you don't get out in five seconds"

"You win this time Bee but..." I pause and climb out of the car and lower my head looking directly at her. "We're not done. I'm going to get my answers".

She rolls her eyes sighing heavily, I curl my hand around the door tightly wishing I could just drag her away from this car and take her home with me. I probably would've if I knew for sure she wouldn't scream bloody murder and not call the police. I slam the door closed, the moment the door closes she starts the engine and drives away without one backward glance.

And here I still stand in the same place looking in the direction of her car wishing she was driving back...

Five minutes later, I'm still alone.