--FAKE FIANCE-ss(virman) - Note 136 !!! - Page 35

PART : 13

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Hello smilies…. You made me happy with your comments and likes. Hence the fast update. Ummm…. It is a bit dramatic. So if you don't like it, then delete this update from your memory after reading it.LOL.

Have a dreamy night dearies.

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"And ever it has been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation".

I used to laugh at this type of poetic stuff. But now, I could write better than this. It'd been one week since I saw him. That day after our fight, I thought his absence in my life would never make me empty. Things were more natural. But something was going wrong and I could not bring myself to bear the pain. He had some sort of hold over me. I wanted to get rid of this feeling. Luckily I'd a training. The new manager has to attend the training for 10 days. It was just a formality. But for me it was an opportunity to forget him. There was like 3-4 locations for training from which I can choose one. Before this incident I wanted to go to Pune. But now I didn't want to be near anywhere. So I'd chosen Bangalore. But I told everyone that I was going to Delhi. Only Ajay and Alisha knew about the real location of my training. I didn't want to do this. Trust me. I wasn't running away from him. I was running away from myself. All my life I'd practiced "Manipulation of emotions to control the mind and heart" which makes me different from ordinary girls. But with him It was almost impossible to do so. I wanted to bring my mom with me. But she insisted to go to my uncle's place. It was a village and village environment was better for health. So I agreed. And finally I left everything behind and came to Bangalore.

He was gone, feeling even more deeply than I had yesterday that he was out of my life. It was one of those days when you forget how happy you are until your cheeks becomes wet. It was not like he was the only guy on this earth. But to me it seemed impossible that I could prefer another one. I promised myself that I would protect my heart from men. Because of him I'd already broken my promise. I was in intolerable peace. Sometimes I went into a panic of despair that I'd never see him again. He almost possessed my interior attention. I scarcely understood it, perhaps there was an invisible string between us that made him unforgettable. I seemed to recall our stream of conversations. I wanted to rewind the time but I was helpless in reality. And unknowingly sometimes in my mind I tried to reach him and drew him closer than before.

I heard that "Everything becomes a memory with time". But with time he became a part of me that I could not avoid any more. And I recognized the first unusual quality in me "Loneliness". People disappeared and reappeared in front of me. I was with them laughing, eating and learning. But actually I wasn't paying any attention to any of them. I wanted to be alone. Seemed like he'd forgotten me already. He had a reason to do so. He was rich, charming and desirable guy over the girls. There were so many girls who wanted him so much. I began to worry about it and it was enough to keep me awake half of the night. I was just used to be alone, used to be hated. Every day I got full support of nature to cheer me up but nothing could tempt me. And I finally realized that I belonged to him in a way. The more I suffered, the fact that he was rich seemed less important than my feelings for him.

I had deep feelings for him. And this truth I didn't want share it with anyone. Cause privacy makes things last longer. He was a lovely secret inside my heart.

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It was Sunday but unfortunately I'd to attend the training. When I finished it for the day, I got back to my room. After changing my clothes, I sat on the chair looking outside of the window. There was a faint, barely perceptible movement of the air. I lazily took a magazine and turned over the pages for half of an hour. Either it was terrible or my mind was somewhere. Because it didn't make any sense to me. Finally I closed the magazine with the sound of the doorbell and unwillingly dragged my feet to the door.

I opened the door and looked at the person. My unqualified vision recognized him as Virat. I'd imagined him like this in front of the door. And when It happened, It happened so unexpectedly. It'd been unfair to me suffer like this. So I thought whenever I meet him again I'd yell at him. But now seeing him in front of me like this I couldn't even scold him softly. There was a struggling relief on his face. He was an inevitable truth in my life. I stood there staring at him, I didn't know how much time, but enough for him to realize that I'd missed him. And I said his name in a low and soft voice.

"Virat".

"You called me with my name first time. So you missed me. Didn't you?" he said confidently. Then I regained my senses and changed my expression quickly. But before I could say anything, all of a sudden he pushed me inside and closed the door behind me. Then I finally realized that I welcomed my fortune and misfortune at the same time. I quickly distanced myself from him a bit and stood at the table leaning on to it.

"What's the reason for your visit?" I asked him blankly. I couldn't find the correct words. Seeing him after one week made me speechless. His appearance in front of me pleased me secretly.

"I wanted to see you. Isn't that reason enough?" he replied in a low but strong voice. He had caught a cold and it made his voice even huskier and more charming than ever. I felt an unacceptable happiness with his words.

"I told you that I don't want to see you anymore" I retorted.

"World will not run on your conditions" he retorted back. Seemed like he was angry. For a few seconds I looked at his face. He looked weak and pale. He wasn't in a good condition. He was still hurt by that incident. But I still couldn't accept him. He hid the truth. That was enough for me to push him away. If I'd to suffer like this without him, I'd prefer suffering than surrendering my feelings. When it comes to him, I was so fickle minded.

"How can I be so fortune" I said in a loud voice. But I didn't know what happened, he quickly stepped towards me and held me by my shoulders.

"What made you so angry ha. My wealth is a problem for you. If I leave everything and become a beggar, Will you accept me then" he said gravely. I looked at him without any expression.

"Same Expression. You neither want rich nor want poor. Then what do you want?" he asked me. I was scared to see his face. He looked extremely angry.

"You know I went crazy searching for you. Every day I made trips to Delhi-Mumbai. Why did you lie to everyone that you are going to Delhi?" he continued. I didn't say anything, neither struggling to free myself nor uttering a word to argue. Seemed like First time in my life I was out of words.

"Manvi" he repeated my name asking me to say something.

"I don't find a need to tell you the reason" I answered.

"Because you don't have a reason for that" he finished. And for some time we'd argued continuously.

"I have"

"You don't"

"If I m saying that I have a reason then I have"

"Then what's that"

"You" I finally said it. Whenever I saw this type of scenes in dramas I used to blame the characters that they don't have self control. Now I was in the situation.

"So you are running away from me" he said. He sounded cool this time. May be because of my words.

"I m not" I said delicately.

"Do you like me?" he asked me. As soon as I heard it I quickly looked at his face briefly and then lowered my eyes to the floor. Was he aware of it? I questioned myself but didn't get any answer.

"Did I say like that?" I re-questioned him. In this world truth is not important, but letting people believe "that it is the truth" is important.

"No… But as far as I know you are not that kind of person to run away from me unless and until you've feelings for me" he concluded. I was defiant to hear this but his extra smartness impressed me though.

"You talk too much" I said angrily as I freed myself and reached the door and opened it stepped back.

"I don't have time for your far-fetched nonsense. Leave" I ordered.

"Can't you be normal?" he asked me rather strongly. I didn't reply and just stood there staring at the door. He finally started leaving towards the door and after a few steps he turned to me apologetically.

"I wanted to tell you the truth. But you said You hate rich right in front of my face. So I hid it unwillingly. I just don't want to give you a reason to hate me" he said and left. I fixed my gaze in his direction. His reason was quite acceptable. I struggled between his love and my past.

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After I completed the training I directly went to the office. Cause I received a call from Mr. Bhatia. Bank Manager, to inform me about bankruptcy. I couldn't think any better plan to stop it. The amount was out of my reach and I didn't have any fixed assets to use. The house was slipping away from me and my mother didn't know about it. All at once my brain stopped working and I sat in the chair placing my head in my hands.

"Manvi…. " I heard virat's voice and looked up to face him.

"Why didn't you tell me this?" he questioned me. But I didn't understand his question.

"Don't roam in cross-roads. Come to the Highway" I said frustrated. I wasn't annoyed with him. I was annoyed with the situation.

"About your house" he clarified. I stood from the chair with a jerk and stepped towards him quickly.

"How did you know?" I demanded him in a shock mixed voice.

"When I was on my way to your cabin, Alisha handed me this cover. And I asked her about it" he explained showing me bank notes. I Quickly snatched it from his hand and placed it on the table.

"It's none of your concern" I stated and started to turn away but he took a step after me and grabbed my arm.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" he asked me again.

"Do I need to inform everything to you?" I asked him sarcastically.

"I m not asking you to inform me. I m asking you to share it with me" he answered softly.

"You are not that close to share it" I said and looked away.

"I m not that far to hide it either" he shot at me.

"Anyway It's not too late now. Come with me" he said quickly and started dragging me with him. I struggled and stopped him by pulling my hand back.

"To where?" I asked annoyed.

"To the bank. We will settle this matter now itself" he clarified honestly. That means using his money, would I go that far to save my house. Never. I still had some self-respect.

"I don't want your sympathy" I said in an alert and confident voice.

"Sympathy…. Sympathy Manvi… Is that all you can call it?" he asked me. He sounded disappointed. I felt bad for my words. But I couldn't accept his money in any situation.

"Yes…. I will do anything to save my house. But I will never accept your pity" I stated rather strongly enough to make him believe in my words.

"Okay…. You don't want personal talk. Fine…. Then do it professionally" he paused for a second and came closer to me.

"I will save your house and in return…." He couldn't finish it cause I interposed him in between.

"In return" I repeated after him.

"Marry me Manvi"

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Be Happy.

Lina.