From Here On [Virat Kohli Fanfiction]

Chapter 13

It had been 2 weeks since I left Virat. 2 unbelievably painful weeks. I've been a dead body walking. Every little thing reminded me of him. Of us. Out of habit I still slept in his shirt. It felt like him.I had developed a routine. Eat, work, cry, sleep. What made it worse is the fact that everyone knew. I got those sympathetic looks wherever I went. It pissed me off so much. I dreamt of him every night. Our times just lazing around in bed, dancing stupidly in the kitchen, long drives... I missed him so fucking much. He texted me at least 5 times each day. I had learned to avoid his texts and delete them without reading. They broke me down further. I refused to talk to him. He constantly was requesting a meeting so he could explain himself. What was left to explain? He had simply cheated on me. It hurt everytime I had said that to myself. My trust was just broken in a matter of seconds. I knew I would have to meet with him soon. I knew I'd have to hear him out eventually, but right now, even seeing him seemed like an impossible feat. Rohit had known. He had come into work one day, and tried to talk to me. He said that Virat was sorry. I told him that I was sorry too.. We couldn't be fixed like that in a blink of an eye. Laying in bed, I closed my eyes, praying that I would fall asleep without any painful dreams of him. My phone rang and I picked it up without looking at the caller ID. I thought it was the annoying insurance company, who had been calling me every hour the whole day. Even after I told them to screw off. Literally. ''I told you Mr Rishi, I don't need a bloody insurance for my car!'' I shouted into the phone, absolutely sick of all the calling. There was a few seconds of silence on the line and then, I heard the voice I had been craving to hear the past 2 weeks. ''Zara?'' he said. I felt my heart drop and my insides twist. What do I say? How do I stall this now? I cleared my throat. ''Virat. Sorry, I thought it was the insurance company..'' I replied. ''Um.. Yeah it's alright. Uh. Tum.. tum theek ho?'' he said unsure of himself. His voice sounded sore, like he'd been sick. I don't think he expected me to pick up. ''Yeah. Theek e toh hungi.'' I replied coldly. ''I..we.. Uh.. We need to talk.'' he said. I closed my eyes shut. Shit. ''We do.'' I replied, giving in. ''Wait.. Um really? Uh toh I'll pick you up tomorrow? From work?'' he said as I heard the hint of surprise in his voice. He hadn't expected me to say yes to meeting him either. Guess I'm full of surprises huh? I muttered a yes and held on to the phone. The silence spoke so much more than words could. I could hear his light breathing and it seemed like he wanted to say something. ''I'm sorry.'' he choked out. At that it felt like a part of my heart was chipped away. Forcing myself to hold back the tears, I said, ''Virat.. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow.'' I heard him sigh and he said his goodbye and we hung up. I slumped back into bed and hugged the pillow close to my heart. Tomorrow. Shit. I'm gonna see him tomorrow...
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