Devi looks down at her phone in her hands, the front screen eminating a bright light against the dim light of her room.
Her posture rigid as her back presses to the mattress of her bed, sitting crossed legged on the floor.
She takes in a sharp inhale of breath.
Her heart beats at a pace that someone's heart would when they were in suspense as she opens up Ben's texts for the first time from the other night. She hadnt opened up his texts yet, but she needn’t have read them to know what they had been about. And he had already mentioned he knew Devi wanted to choose Ben over Paxton after Ben had taken her to Malibu…
10.45pm Ben: Devi would it be ok to call you.
His first message. Messages left from the previous night after he had been to her house… the same night he had kissed her… again.
11.05pm Ben: Devi, we should really talk about all this.
The next morning.
7.00am Ben: I know what I did wasn’t what we expected. Even probably wrong... and I'm sorry. But it’s something we should talk about. I havent told you how I feel... how I maybe think of you... or that when I kissed you… that we felt right. That maybe I wish I could read what you thought or are thinking so I could do what you want me too... because I am confused... and probably as much as you are. I want to kiss you... again. But only if that's what you want.
Her heart pounds. Her blood pulsates, thick and rich and almost viscous, something like warm honey thrumming through her veins making her insides feel tinglely and mushy… her mind momentarily delirious with feelings consuming her…
Too many thoughts running wildly through her mind all at the same time, but the one that stood out most now was… How had he expected her to tell him how she felt when all she ever felt was utmost confusion?! Apart from the fire that would light up inside her when ever their lips came across each other… or whenever his hands would touch her so delicately… or whenever he would look at her in a way that would make her insides feel in a way she found inexplicable…
Devi chokes a little on her overwhelming feelings.
This were why she had had to bury her feelings… so she wouldn’t have to feel this way… again. Devi was good at avoiding dealing with complicated feelings… just like she had when her dad had passed…
She didn’t want to have to question what she wanted… and now that he were making her feelings for him re-emerge… maybe she would have to be harder on him, push him away even more because he were causing more trouble for her than she could have thought!
She didn’t know what her heart wanted… it was simple as that… because maybe she's starting to believe that maybe…? Maybe she loved both these boys in such different ways…
She loved Paxton's charms, and he was undeniably hot! Her love for him, had a certain tenderness quality… calm and tranquil quality… but she also always felt the need to never disappoint him… She never wanted to see him hurt…
Ben on the other hand… there was pure magnetic electricity that seemed to form between them… something so inevitable that it would swim between them… he made her feel things to the most… something that never died down between the two of them…
She spent half her life loathing the boy… spent most her time coming to terms with the fact she would have to face him everyday, filled with strong sentimental feelings that made her insides burn with a need to prove that she were better than him somehow…
He was like a fire…
Her fire…
Her rival…
Her nemesis…
He was everything that lit a world of wild fire in her veins that drove her crazy… but also with pure visceral passion… a passion that she can not explain…
But now… since Malibu… that fire changed… it were like a wild fire that soothed her… comforted her… and she could never stop her mind from looking back on the way he had made her feel… ways she thought he had stopped making her feel but here we are again and he still makes her feel the very same way… ways she will never understand…
She lost him…
Watched as someone else got to take him… got to keep him… got to kiss him… and she only wished they would not feel the way she had felt in Malibu…
She couldnt help feeling broken…
She sniffles, feeling her emotions all well up. She rubs her nose with the palm of her hand as she begins to lift herself up to her feet.
She won’t cry… she promised… she can handle this… she's stronger than having to cry over some nerd that she once nuked at their Model UN field trip…
She can handle this… She can handle Ben… this was Ben! She has always handled Ben.
She had to focus on Paxton. Paxton made her feel comfortable. Paxton made her feel… nice. No turbulence… Except for maybe when he were with his friends … but that were a different story…
Paxton cared… he cared enough to come back to her…
And Ben… he was too late.
So all she needed to do now was just get over their kiss… and move on.
Devi flicks over her screen, her eyes now coming to Aneesa's number…
Ok… she can’t tonight… she can’t call her tonight. Not with all these emotions swimming inside her. She cant apologise when she were like this… she wasn’t the slightest bit ready.
Devi decides she will talk to her tomorrow at school were she can see her face to face… apologise than… make some sort of truce between the two girls… and then her friends too.
She tosses her phone onto her bed, turning toward her wardrobe to get changed into her pjs when she hears something loud that clangs downstairs…
Her eyes widen to the sound.
Who would be downstairs making that noise when her mother had said she would be out at a function tonight, and she had already said good night to Kamala around a half hour ago.
Devi, feeling her heart beginning to pick up pace, but she finds that her feet are taking it’s own path and wondering toward the door.
Slowly, she creaks it open, slightly.
One eye peering through the narrow crack of the door… the slit between the door and it’s frame on the wall.
The pitch darkness is all she sees.
She hears movement again, and then a little flicker of dim light begins to emanate against the darkness coming from downstairs.
Devi gulps, her throat tightening, wondering who was downstairs, and what it were they wanted.
At first, fearfully, Devi feels the sudden rise of goosebumps erupt against her skin, feeling the rush of adrenaline run through her body that made her want to jump… jump out her window maybe even?
She snatches her phone off her bed, bringing it back toward her, keeping it close incase she needs it, clutching it in her hands and drawing it up toward her chest like a little shield.
But then subtle voices are heard and some movement again… her curiousity grows… one voice sounding oddly familiar, but too light to be heard clearly.
She opens her door again, slowly, more and more until she can barely just squeeze through it. She gets to her knees and crawls toward the stairs, her back then resting to the wall adjacent to the handrailing at the footing of the stairs. Their voices are heard again.
“Why can’t you just turn on the light? The candle is too dim, I can barely see you, Kamala. Wouldn’t it be better if we had the lights on?”
Prashant?!
“Because! I told you before, we will wake up Devi. I don’t want my cousin snooping around assuming things she shouldn’t be assuming.”
“Are you saying you don’t want anything?… you don’t want us to try? I told you I can wait… for when your ready.”
“Prashant… it’s more than that. I just don’t know… I dont know how I feel-"
Then a sudden quietness… the darkness not helping Devi either and she doesnt know what to do… her eyes widening, wondering if they knew she were there and the reason they had gone quiet… she freezes, not knowing what to do, or if she should even move…
But then the silence breaks when they finally begin to talk again, suprising Devi.
“Prashant you can’t just do that!” Kamala rasps, angerily.
“Do what? Kiss the woman who was going to be my wife?”
“W-what? Yes… and we were never even engaged- I’m with Manish now-"
“Wait… you told me he and you weren’t…”
“Yes… t-that I lied about.”
Everything goes awkwardly silent, and Devi just wants them to continue talking so that the tension goes away…
… and if it werent worst timing ever Devi’s phone begins to ring… vibrating extensively on her lap, bringing her to a jolt… Wrapping a hand around her pounding chest, she feels she can barely breathe…
She whimpers, knowing soon they would be making their way up to see her…
… shit…
She hears Kamala’s loud outraged groan from downstairs.
“Devi… shouldnt you be sleeping?” She yells.
Devi doesn’t reply, to shocked to even make a move toward her door.
Quick footsteps are then heard that begin to approach the stairs, sending Devi’s adrenaline into overdrive and she springs to her feet, striding stiffly back into her room, shutting the door quickly behind her.
She waits a while, her ear to the door, when she realises Kamala doesn’t continue to pursue her.
Glancing at the time on her phone it were past midnight, and Devi realises she has no time to wonder about all this when she had school the next day.
Stretching and yawning, Devi changes into her pjs…
But as Devi wonders back to bed, her mind cant help but wonder…
She lifts up her bedsheet, sliding in, bringing the covers over her… she couldnt help but connect that maybe both Kamala and her seemed to have very similar boy situations… whilst Kamala had rejected Prashants advances and Devi hadn’t rejected Ben's… they were both stuck in some kind of love triangle that seemed to feel like it continued endlessly and had no type of solution… at least that were what Devi had assumed…
Her phone pings again just before she shuts her eyes…
Snatching her phone off the side table, she quickly glances at it… her heart pounding and she couldn’t help the little tug that wanted her lips to form a smile… Ben…
But instantly she scolds herself, instantly reminding herself she had just promised she would be over him…
But that would be hard… because how easy could it be to move on when she had begun to feel she craved Ben like she craved to breath sometimes… she thought it could be easy?… it was not going to be easy at all.☆---------------------------------------------------
Hi Guys! I wrote up this part to add onto another part that will bring Kamala and Devi together later in another chapter. Next part will be Ben and Devi and after that one will be Devi and Aneesa! Xxxx all!♡♡♡
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