Hers Professor {Completed}

Yearning- A slow poison Part 2

✤✤✤Riyansh's POV✤✤✤
(On the day when he found Arya)

Her loud voice was suppressing under the thud of my quick foot steps until it died completely into the deserted silence of college corridors.

Now, I was all alone with myself standing in the middle of the corridor. My eyes had a dead fury in them turning into salty remorse.

My heart mourning in darkness, finding a way to release its pain only to realise, there was no escape for it to get out. I could just spend it in my tears.

Her words pounding through my ears in a higher pitch than she said them.

I groaned in resentment towards her words. The anger once again rushing through my blood. Earlier I was angry at her because she didn't inform me before going to her parents home.

But now the case was different. This time I was angry because she had hurt me for the first time and I gotta say it was a very deep wound that she pierced directly through my heart. And I wasn't going to forgive her for that.

The next day I went to the class and she was sitting at the front. She didn't even know how much I missed her seeing in the class. The days without her were really troubling for me. I couldn't pay attention to the class properly, because I was bothered by my emotions.

My heart throbbed knowing that she was sitting at the front. I wanted to look at her, fill her in my eyes properly. I just wanted to spent my time just looking at her innocent face making sure that she was okay.

But I couldn't do that because every time I tried to that, her words start echoing in my mind again. How could she just say that she forgot? Did my feelings were so useless to her? Was I meant nothing to her?

She told me that I was her best guardian angel only to vanish somewhere the next day forgetting that there was a person who cared for her more than she ever did for herself.

And to be honest she never really cared for herself otherwise she won't have those slit patterns decorating her body.

She told me that it didn't cross her mind that she was going to meet her parents and she should inform me. And I thought we were close. It would seem childish to everyone that I was just angry because she didn't tell me that she was going to her parents house. Actually, it was much more than that.

It was the moments of fear she gave me. She gave me fear that I would lose her, after she showed me her wounds, she just vanished all of a sudden. She didn't even know what kind of thoughts I was having. I had seen her misery from my own eyes. Her misery was so frightening to me that I thought what if this misery made her take her own.. No, I couldn't even think about it.

I still remembered how her eyes were full of gloom when she was crying in my arms. I still remembered how she did not even had a hope. She must had a smile at the end of the day on her lips but her smile meant nothing, after she decided to leave without saying anything.

Her smile appeared as a crescent moon to me which fades away after sometime. And did she even know how hard it could be for a person who had seen his friend bleeding to death in front of him because of the same reason that she had.

I was at the same age when I decided to give up on my life as well. After she went away her smile seemed farewell to me. And I felt extremely incapable of comforting her. I could not bear the pain of losing her.

If situations were simple I would not be so hurt, so angry and would not be feeling betrayed but I was angry because she scared me into thinking that she might have done something wrong and her giving a very casual and careless explanation for her deeds was hurting me.