Chapter 11

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Chapter 11

        I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't think straight until I knew the whole truth. But the major part of me was scared to unravel the bitter truth. I willed myself not to cry because I trusted him.

   My phone went off for a hundredth time today. Still, I'm not answering her call. She has been sending me her countless pics and message which I've been deleting without even looking.
I don't get why is she sending me those.

I don't want to get more depressed by looking at those pics. I just want to get out of this misery. My phone again started ringing. Begrudgingly I answered.

"WHAT YOU WANT!"

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO IGNORE ME"

We both yelled at the same time.
The former was me and the latter was her.

"Excuse me! You are the one who is calling me every day for no reason" I said brusquely.

"I HAVE BEING CALLING YOU TO GET OUT OF HIS LIFE!!!" she yelled. Her statement irked me. She can't claim what's already mine.

"He is my boyfriend. And stop sending stupid pics which I don't even download"

"Open your eyes and take a look at reality. Alex does not love you anymore"

"Some psycho stranger's words won't affect my relationship"

Our catfight went for a while. I felt like she is crazy or to be more precise she was obsessed with him. Finally, I decided to end the call because I know I'm cry baby and she was smart enough to choose the words which hit at the right spot. But I tried my best to remain unaffected.
Tomorrow I'm gonna meet him and dig the truth.

I rested my head on headboard my shut my eyes close. Endless ugly scenarios running in my mind. I shook my head to throw them out of my mind.
   I contemplate loading the pics but I was scared. Finally, I download the pics and my mind was barely functioning.

   The first pic was of a girl. Her hair dyed with red color. She was beautiful. Her other selfie was with a black-haired guy. His back was facing the camera. My heart rate increased. I watched every pic and threw my phone in rage. One thing was sure that the person with her was Alex.

But that does not mean Alex was in that video, my heart screamed.

Then why did he denied about being acquainted with Sophie?

"Tomorrow everything will be clear" I spoke to myself. And got back to sleep but sleep wouldn't come.

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Parking the Car, which he gifted me for my convenience, I took the elevator to the seventh floor.
I pressed the intercom. He was alone at home.

"Hey" he greeted me nervously which is strange and the first thing I noticed was his bloodshot eyes and the dark circles underneath indicate that he hadn't slept for days. He seemed sick and I fought my urge to hug him. To kiss the life out of him. I already miss his lips on mine. He was looking everywhere but me. He nervously took a step towards me and his arms came around me. His body felt hot. He is definitely ill.

I stood still but couldn't deny how good it feels to be in his arms and I never wanted to let go. He pulled apart reluctantly and I felt incomplete instantly.
I couldn't stop myself to touch his forehead to check the temperature.
He was not burning but the fever was not mild either.

"It will get better" he assured kissing the back of my hand.

I followed him inside.

"What's bothering you" he caressed my cheeks and I wanted to lean into his touch.

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