There was a strange complex situation. She had transferred
to many schools as a kid. She had a lot of friends as a result of that. One of
them in particular was her “Best Friend” since past eight years. Kush. Seemed
to be a decent guy (no, I never met him. But, it appeared so from his Facebook
page.) He worked at an Airport in Surat as a Maintenance Engineer. But, the
thing was, that he had a liking for her. And due to his busy schedule, he often
got free late in the night. So, Arpita used to have long, late-night phone
calls every single fucking day.
Now, as a boy-friend, I am not generally the jealous types.
But, that really ticked me off. I mean, talking late-nights would only add to
his liking for her. It wouldn’t have been a problem for me, but since she had
told me that she liked me and something could’ve progressed between us, I
thought that had to stop. And when I told her what I felt about it, she plainly
refused. I mean what was I supposed to do here? Sleep off? When the girl, whom
I love the most, is busy talking to a guy (whom I have never met) at 2:30 in
the night? And when I called her (of course, only after the most important
phone call of the day had ended), she (not surprisingly) felt sleepy.
I had a bad feeling about it. But I hardly complained about it, to only find out that it was going out of hand. Now even when we were in a movie or a restaurant, I found her texting him. It really pissed me off. As such, I didn’t like the guy.
“Can you stop that?” I asked
“What?” She thought, I was stupid enough not to notice her texting him.
“Can you atleast be with me, when you are with me?” I requested.
“I am with you right now. Aint I?” She countered.
“Yes. You are. But, the fact that you keep texting other guys when you’re with me, pisses me off.” I continued. “Talk to whom-so-ever you want to. I got no problem with it. But not atleast when you’re with me. We hardly get an hour or two to spend together. And half of the time, you are on a call or texting someone.”
“Okay. I am sorry (sholie, as she used to imitate a cute little kid) It won’t happen again.” She said as she brought a smile to my face. She continued. “You know what? I told Kush about you.”
“Really? What did you tell him?” I asked her.
“That I really like you.” She said as she blushed.
“Oh! You do? You never told me that.” I winked.
She just smiled at me.
“Okay, jokes apart. What did he say to that?” I inquired.
“Nothing.” She replied instantly.
“Oh come on! That guy likes you, and when you inform him about me, he says nothing? Really, you want me to believe that?” I was furious.
“Come on, leave it. You won’t like what he replied.” She said.
“Whatever. Just tell me.” I insisted.
“Okay. He said that you may be the one I like right now. But in the end I’ll be with him’.” She said with a smile on her face.
“And you still wonder why I get frustrated whenever (I know) you’re talking to him!” I said.
I had a smile on my face, probably a fake one, but I was burning inside. I wanted to beat the shit out of him. But, that would only hurt her. Instead, I planned something really special for her. Something, that would make her mine forever (hopefully). I've learned that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon. And I didn't want her to be one of them. But, despite all the confusion and frustrations, I loved her more than anything in my life.
I had a bad feeling about it. But I hardly complained about it, to only find out that it was going out of hand. Now even when we were in a movie or a restaurant, I found her texting him. It really pissed me off. As such, I didn’t like the guy.
“Can you stop that?” I asked
“What?” She thought, I was stupid enough not to notice her texting him.
“Can you atleast be with me, when you are with me?” I requested.
“I am with you right now. Aint I?” She countered.
“Yes. You are. But, the fact that you keep texting other guys when you’re with me, pisses me off.” I continued. “Talk to whom-so-ever you want to. I got no problem with it. But not atleast when you’re with me. We hardly get an hour or two to spend together. And half of the time, you are on a call or texting someone.”
“Okay. I am sorry (sholie, as she used to imitate a cute little kid) It won’t happen again.” She said as she brought a smile to my face. She continued. “You know what? I told Kush about you.”
“Really? What did you tell him?” I asked her.
“That I really like you.” She said as she blushed.
“Oh! You do? You never told me that.” I winked.
She just smiled at me.
“Okay, jokes apart. What did he say to that?” I inquired.
“Nothing.” She replied instantly.
“Oh come on! That guy likes you, and when you inform him about me, he says nothing? Really, you want me to believe that?” I was furious.
“Come on, leave it. You won’t like what he replied.” She said.
“Whatever. Just tell me.” I insisted.
“Okay. He said that you may be the one I like right now. But in the end I’ll be with him’.” She said with a smile on her face.
“And you still wonder why I get frustrated whenever (I know) you’re talking to him!” I said.
I had a smile on my face, probably a fake one, but I was burning inside. I wanted to beat the shit out of him. But, that would only hurt her. Instead, I planned something really special for her. Something, that would make her mine forever (hopefully). I've learned that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon. And I didn't want her to be one of them. But, despite all the confusion and frustrations, I loved her more than anything in my life.
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