Antitrust (Completed)

Part 22: The Closure

HOLY CRAP are we actually at the last part of Antitrust?! 

 I honestly had such a blast writing this and never anticipated the amount of reads or feedback I would get. Writing this story really opened me up to a whole new world, a world where my ideas and thoughts can actually be appreciated by other people who are going through the same process! Who knew writing was so therapeutic and fulfilling? I didn't, certainly.  

Hopefully this story at least made you understand love a little differently. Yeah, Alisha and Jay aren't perfect people (or characters, I should say), but their flawed love is what makes their love so perfect...I guess. As my friend put it better, "Sometimes the people we love can hurt us, but that's okay, because at the end of the day, they do love each other unconditionally. They're not perfect human beings, their love is just as flawed as they are, but that's what makes it beautiful." 

Thanks so much, from the bottom of my heart, for being such an awesome audience and for helping me improve my writing gradually. I've always been the boring English class essay writer, so actually being able to use some creativity was very foreign to me. I'm glad my friend made me do this, it's helped a lot, and all your support has done the same.  

Writing this story has also made me look at love differently. To be honest, I've always prided myself for being an emotional robot. Not letting people in and avoiding getting hurt is the way I've always been. However, through the course of Antitrust I realized that if Alisha never trusted Jay in the first place, they would've never got to this point in their relationship. It's weird how sometimes emotional struggles lead us to better circumstances and better people later on in life.  

Another secret: Alisha is supposed to be a future me. Unrealistic fantasy? Maybe. Childhood dream? Definitely. 

Should I write a sequel? Hmm. I'll mull it over.  

OKOKOK I'll stop stalling. Enjoy, as usual :)  

Zara broke down crying into fists of tissues. I pried myself out of Jay's arms and rushed to her side. 

SHIT. I was so stupid. How did I think this would actually go well?! 

Jay looked at me with wide eyes. Clearly he's never dealt with this much emotional trauma in one day.  

I let Zara cry on my shoulder. At first it was pretty gross. Someone bawling over my BCBG moto jacket is not my idea of fun. But I realized it was my duty to at least comfort her. I was the one who brought her into this mess in the first place. 

Wow, I'm such a horrible person. The one time I try to do something nice for someone, it ends like this. 

"He. left," Zara said, choking on her tears. 

"Shh," I said, because I really didn't know how to comfort her. It was like Akash walked out of her life for the second time, and this time I really felt like it was the last we would ever see of him. 

"Zara you can stay in our guest room tonight if you want," I offered. Jay looked at me with wide eyes again, giving me the what the hell are you doing look. I pouted at him and he rolled his eyes. 

"I'd like that, thanks," she said. 

"No problem, it's the least I can do." 

"Alisha, can I talk to you for a second?" Jay asked, in a stern tone. 

I got up slowly and went to Jay, who pulled me into the bedroom. 

"Are you insane?!" 

"What? The poor girl is heartbroken, it's the least we can do."