Kiaan got up and stormed out of the
room leaving crying Ira behind him. While he was going out of the room, he
collided with a stranger, someone he had never seen before. Stranger had bold
blue eyes and all he did was he kept on staring towards him. It kind of felt
uncomfortable with that so he stormed out hurriedly.
Zev
had only heard of Kiaan and now after seeing he in person made him feel guilty.
On one hand he practically ran out of the house and on the other hand Ira was
laying there crying her eyes out. He was confused so he left, but he knew he
had done wrong and he knew whatever he may do is not going to be enough. He
just wanted to prevent any other collateral damage.
It had been a few days since that
happened but Ira was still not able to take it properly. This had been a
subject of concern for her parents as they just could not see their daughter in
this condition. On the other hand, Ira had it much worse. She had been crying the
whole time partially because of the fact that she cheated on the man who loved
her and the rest on the fact that the man she loved wasn’t there with her when
she needed him the most. It had been days, she didn’t know how many, but Zev
hadn’t called.
Her mother took her to shopping that
evening just to prevent further sulking and thinking that she might feel good
surrounded by people. While she and her mother were passing through the market,
they came across the bakery. Ira hadn’t been there in a while so her mother
thought it would be a good idea for them to go inside and meet all of them. Ira
had no will of going into the place where it all started, where she met Zev for
the first time, they way she felt when she looked into his eyes. Just at that
moment, without any particular reason she began to cry, not hysterically but
she had water in her eyes which was quite noticeable even after her failed
attempts at wiping it off.
While she was watching the table where
Zev sat for the first time with all of his friends, she noticed something going
on two tables back from where she was standing. A guy and a girl were sitting
there, kissing each other and while one hand of the guy was in the hair of the
girl, the other was slowly moving near her waist. Ira felt quite disgusted by
it, mainly because Zev was the only guy she knew who could do this kind of
thing.
They say an idea is one of the most
harmful things in the world as if planted properly; a simple idea can destroy
countries. This was just what happened to Ira at that time, she kept praying to
god that he shouldn’t be Zev or otherwise she’ll kill herself. She slowly moved
towards the table where they were sitting, careful not to make any sound. She
was almost dangerously closed when the couple stopped to take a breath and that
was when Ira’s deepest fears came alive. It was Zev.
Ira felt an overwhelming wave of
emotions that she couldn’t control. She was confused in either to go and slap
him across the face or start crying and run. She felt the water in her eyes
slowly starting to slip down and when it reached its end, another droplet
started its journey. She just stood there, frozen as if she wasn’t alive at
that moment. She wanted to move, but just couldn’t. Just then Zev’s face slowly
turned around towards where she was standing and what was worse that Zev’s face
showed no sign of guilt. She looked normal as if Ira had just been another one
of her passing the time kind of girls. She slowly felt as if some power was
working between her and Zev that was making her walk towards him. She suddenly
stopped near the table and expected Zev to say something but he just kept
staring at her expecting her to say something.
“What????!!!!!” he simple said trying
to sound surprised.
“Who is she??” she just asked with her
voice trembling.
“Oh her!! Well her name is
‘who-the-hell-cares-when-I-am-getting-some-action” he said trying to sound calm
and yet a little excited.
“But how could you do this to me??”
“You? NO!! I was doing everything to
her, you just came”
“But… but…. I… I love you.” She said
trying hard not to break down.
“Oh well, thanks for that” he said
with his signature grin.
“Thanks?? That’s all you have to
say??”
“Well, I don’t love you so I am not
going to say it back. My mother always taught me to be polite, so I said thank
you. Now go away, run… you are wasting my time. Every second she is becoming
more sober”
“But I love you…. Doesn’t that count
for something??”
“Does it look like it counts??”
“You are a jerk. You used me!! And
what about all those things that you told me, all the things who said you never
told anyone??“She said with her anger overtaking her over emotional ride.
“I used you?? Now c’mon. How is any
different to what you done to that Kiaan guy?? He loved you, right?? But you
still “fell deeply, hopelessly and madly in love” with me.” He said making
actual air quotation marks in the air. “And about the things I said, are you
seriously too stupid to understand that I say that to every girl I meet. I probably
said all that crap to this chick sitting here too, only if she was sober enough
to listen to them.”
Ira couldn’t say a word. Zev was
right. It wasn’t any different from what she did to Kiaan, after all he loved
her with everything he had but she still fell in love with someone else,
someone she knew for a few days. It was somehow becoming a story straight out
of a film. She felt weak in her knees; slowly she started to fall but finally
managed to maintain her balance. Seeing this staff came to her rescue but she
felt as if someone was chocking her while piercing her heart a million times
with many needles. She had to run. She couldn’t bear it any longer. With her
wobbly legs, she made a run for it. She stormed out of the bakery.
Zev was left sitting there, thinking.
For the first time in his life he felt something for a woman other than his
mother, who actually died when he was young. He felt his heart beating so fast
that it might come out at any second. But he knew deep down inside that he had
done the right thing. It wouldn’t have been fair to Kiaan if he and Ira ended
up together, even if they both loved each other. He felt the pain he hadn’t
felt ever in his life, the pain of heartbreak. He wasn’t quite sure if it was
ever going to be ok, but he knew he had to live his live, eat, sleep, drink till
one day it doesn’t pain so much.
“What happened here??” The girl
sitting with him somehow murmured; too drunk to actually see what ever that
happened.
“Please… just... Just stop talking” he
said as he picked up his glass of scotch and slowly started to slip it.
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