Goodbye Yesterday

Visiting The Past

"Can we go somewhere private? To talk. Mayhaps a restaurant?"

Sameer hesitated. He wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing, by deciding to give her a listening ear. Did she even deserve it? After all she had done to him? "I have somewhere important to be."

"It will only be for a while. Please don't say no, Sameer. Please." Unshed tears glistened in her eyes.

It took almost all of Sameer's willpower to be able to look away. If he had kept on looking at her, he feared he might start feeling pity towards her—which he didn't want. If at all he was to feel any emotion towards her, then it should be of disdain.

Just that.

"Get in."

Aaliyah didn't hesitate. She went to the other side of the car and settled on the passengers seat.

Immediately she did, Sameer began to move the car.

"Sameer." Aaliyah's thin voice reverberated in the atmosphere.

The same voice which Sameer had been head over heels in love with. It was one of the things he really loved about her; her dulcet voice.

Simply euphonious!

"Sameer." She called again.

This time, Sameer caught the slight quiver in her voice, but feigned ignorance.

"Why won't you even look at me, Sameer?" Aaliyah cried. "Do I disgust you that much?"

Sameer heaved a sigh and pulled over the side of the road.

Within him, he was burning with rage. The sight of Aaliyah angered him. The fact that he was still affected by her aggravated him even more.

"Damn it!" He punched the steering wheel, his patience slowly dissipating into thin air. "I think this was a bad idea. Please get out of my car."

"Sameer..."

The sound of his name emerging from her mouth made him angrier, for it made him feel some type of way.

"What is it you want?" He shook his head. "To cry or to talk? Whichever it is, make it fast and leave my car. I still have somewhere to be."

"You've changed, Sameer." Aaliyah wiped a tear from the corner of her eyes.

"You don't expect me to be the same person you left a long time ago." He made sure to lay emphasis on the word 'left'. If she had forgotten, then he'd be more than pleased to remind her of what she had done to him, on their supposed wedding day. "Do you?" He let out a sober chuckle. "People change. I did."

She shook her head in denial. "I know you're just putting on an act. You're still mad at me for leaving without prior notice, which I totally understand and would like to—"

"I have moved on." He abruptly cut her off. Although he had been reminded of that dreadful day, he didn't want to dwell into the memory any further. "I have moved on from my past." He repeated, not only to convince Aaliyah, but himself as well.

"But I haven't!" Aaliyah practically yelled.

Sameer shrugged. "Good for you. I don't think that concerns me."

"But of course it does! This concerns the both of us." Aaliyah attempted to place her hand on his, but he was quick to put his away. "I'm sorry, Sameer."

Sameer never knew something as genuine as an apology would irritate him that much. What he wanted to hear was an explanation, nothing else.

Not even an apology.