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Don’t Break My Heart – Episode 22

“Good Night Jay…Take care…” I said. He waved with his back at me and was gone.

I felt terrible as I rested on my comforter…I thought about Jay and what Shikha told me about him that he was a wonderful person. I did agree with her that Jay was a great man yet I didn’t find myself attracted towards him as was he. Then, I thought about Rajeev and felt goose bumps all over my body as my eyes played a film of our last passionate encounter.

Inconspicuous images of 2 handsome men kept on flashing in my eyes as sleep took over me, and I slumbered.

I didn’t hear from Rajeev on the weekend or over the next week. Waiting for the next Friday when Rajeev and I had a date, I completely devoted myself to books and assignments. Things were going good as I got good grades in the class tests.

It was Friday and I was happy that I was going to see Rajeev in the evening after a long and tiring week. My housemates were away, so I had the whole house for me. I leisurely spend the afternoon watching T.V., cooking my favorite lunch, and then taking a hot shower. Wind was blowing hard; I stood next to the window of my bedroom admiring the scenery of the rainy city. I loved rains, and in Bangalore it rained almost every day.

Watching the lush green landscapes of the residential layout, I realized that it was almost evening. I got myself dressed with a little makeup on and started waiting for Rajeev. The clock pins almost touched 8 o’clock, and I assumed that Rajeev might’ve forgotten the date or as usual got busy in something.

“How could he do this to me…he kept me waiting the entire evening without even bothering to call me over the entire week. I really don’t understand him. What type of guy is he?” I felt irritated. Loneliness sliced me within. Changing to my nightwear, I picked up the novel I was reading. I tried to lose myself into the imaginary world of the book, but my thoughts had gone astray since I’d not seen Rajeev and started to miss him badly.

At around 12 midnight, my cell phone chimed. Half somnolent, I picked up the mobile and checked the text. There was a message from Rajeev.
“Sorry Baby…I couldn’t make it for today evening…got busy in something…”

Annoyed I was so upon his irresponsible attitude that I didn’t bother replying and put the mobile on silent.

The next day, I had a lot of pending work to finish that lined up during the week. I was out since morning and when I reached home with grocery bags in my hands, I found a post-it note on the main door of my house.

“Hey Ruchi…My apologies for letting you down last night, but I want to cheer you up by taking you out tonight. I’ll be at your place at 6. If you’re still mad at me and don’t want to hang out with me, you don’t need to answer your door – Rajeev.”

Reading the note, my eyes instantaneously moved towards the wall clock. It was 5 o’clock, I still have time to get ready. I murmured to myself, but the next moment my mind traversed in a different direction. “Why should I believe him? Why should I let him make me fool again? I’m not going with him anywhere even if he comes on time, something that I least expected from him.” The anger and disappointment of the previous night took over me, and I ran to the kitchen stomping my feet to unpack the groceries.

I was arranging the eatables in the refrigerator with failed attempts of keeping him away of my thoughts but his images were just not ready to leave me alone. His thick dark hair, deep brown huge eyes, his tanned skin and his chiseled chest accentuated by his broad shoulders couldn’t avow me to think anything but him. I looked at my wristwatch.

I still had half an hour. Battling with ambivalent emotions of love and anger, I finally won over the situation, and decided that I would go with him.
I rushed to the washroom, and touched my makeup, a bit of mascara, thin eyeliner, a coat of lip gloss, and I was all set for my date with Rajeev.

Expecting him to be a no show again, I was sitting on the couch turning the pages of the Vogue that Tina bought a day before just when the door bell rang. It was sharp 6 o’clock. My heart thumped as I was judged wrong on my assumptions about him, none other than but by myself.

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Mariyam

Mariyam Hasnain is a romance writer and a blogger. She is an indie author of four published books including the short story collection "Still the Love Blooms", the novella "Love Me Baby", the full length novel "Camouflage, and the recently released "Hearts & Kisses." According to Mariyam, love is not always sweet but sometimes tangy, sour, and bitter. It's not always bright and colorful but often dark, gray, and black. So, her romance books are not always sweet but at times sassy, naughty, dark, and flirty. Her books mainly explore the intricacies of modern-age college romance, second chances, love at first sight, and forbidden love. So, go ahead and enjoy the ride as you explore the shades of naughty and nice romance with Mariyam.

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