From Here On [Virat Kohli Fanfiction]

Chapter 28

Virat's POV
I walked in the house only to see the heartbreaking sight of my beautiful Zara alone and asleep with her head on the table. Beside her was a cake quite obviously made by her. I was probably the biggest dick on the planet for making her spend her birthday alone. What could I do? I needed her to hate me and this is going to make it easier for her. It pains me beyond comprehension to do this. Leaving her alone this morning took so much willpower. I wanted to wake her up with kisses and make breakfast for her. Take care of her and shower her with gifts. But I couldn't. I had decided what I was going to do. I couldn't risk her whole life for my own selfish need. I needed to put an end to this relationship for her own safety. If staying away from her would keep her safe, then that's exactly what I'll do. It hurts me so much to do so considering I can't think of a moment without her, but I'll have to do it. The past 2 weeks I've been a complete asshole to her. It kills me everytime when I ignore her or I'm indifferent towards her feelings. Oh baby I wish I could tell you that this is all pretend.. Inside I'm dying each moment without touching you. Without listening to your laugh. Without watching you just go about the house doing your thing, taking care of me, doing as you do. My security tried to locate every number, every address the threats came from but it was unsuccessful everytime. We wrote back, tried to lash back but never got an answer from them. I don't know what the fuck they gain from keeping Zara and I apart. My reverie is broken as I realize I'm staring at her and she's waking up. I quickly put on my mask of indifference and casually walk past her without even regarding her presence. She looks so breathtaking even as she wakes up with her hair all over the place. Her eyebrows are furrowed in confusion and I just know she feels so isolated. 'Hey,' I casually say to her. She doesn't reply for a few minutes but gets up from her chair. She tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear and stares at me. ''Hi,'' she finally squeaks out. ''What's the cake for?'' I ask her as if I didn't know. She blinks at me and she's so disoriented it's almost unbearable to watch. ''Uh..Virat.. It's..it's my birthday?'' she stutters out. I almost want to laugh at what I did next. I raised my eyebrows and said, ''Oh.'' What came next, I didn't expect. She strode towards me and snatched the plate in my hand threw it towards the wall. It shattered against it and there was pin drop silence right after. She looked like she was about to cry. ''WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU VIRAT?'' She screams out. And even her own voice sounds surprising to her. I shrug my shoulders and raise an eyebrow. ''What do you mean?'' ''Fucking hell Virat you've been an asshole to me for the past 2 weeks for no goddamn reason. Can you please tell me what the issue is? All of a sudden you've just been closed off and so distant. It's my birthday Virat. I don't expect a lot but the least you can do is wish me right?'' She was on the verge of tears at this point. I just wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her into tomorrow. But instead I fake sighed and said a mere, ''Happy Birthday.'' She stared at me as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing. I don't think I could believe what I was doing right now. ''I'm so sick of this Virat, you're telling me what the fuck is wrong,'' she asked pulling me towards her. I stepped back and pushed her hand off my arm. ''Zara I'm tired, I want to sleep. Stop being so dramatic. I forgot okay?'' She looked at me like I being the most incredulous person ever. Oh baby if only you knew how much it's taking for me to do this..
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