It's hard to forget

19.She is not a saint

Samy's POV:

I continued wiping my hair as it got wet when I tried cleaning my face and neck before. I can see that Saira is still staring at me as if waiting for me to talk first. But I had no idea what she wanted me to talk about so I stayed quiet.

"What are you doing?" She asked after a few seconds when she thought that I was not going to talk first.

I raised my head and as if asking her to elaborate on her question I asked " What exactly are you asking about?"

"You are openly flirting with that girl from yesterday." She replied with a slight sigh indicating that she was fed up with my behavior.

I didn't reply to her but sat on the bed. I could feel that this discussion would take some more time from the look on Saira's face. " So?" I asked without looking at her.

"So? Seriously? What are you even thinking? Can't you see how much Maya is getting affected by that?" She asked folding her hands.

Saira is my friend. Before that particular incident which changed my whole life, I used to be close to her as well. But she has no idea how much Maya means to me. She came to know about the depth of our relationship only after that night.

"I know and that is the reason I am flirting with her. And as of now, it's working." I replied making her frown a little.

"What do you mean?" She asked as if she didn't understand my inner meaning. She slowly came and sat beside me on the bed. She was not going to leave this room without a proper explanation.

"She is feeling jealous. After yesterday night I thought that I still had some chance with her. She closed her heart and mind for these 2 years. But somehow coming here and spending some time with me alone she opened up." I explained to her. I needed to voice my thoughts for some sort of confirmation.

" You have been engaged to me for 2 years and that didn't help in getting her back in these years." She said with her eyes staring at her legs as if she was suddenly super shy and confused.

She is true. Maya always felt sad and hurt but never jealous in these years. But today is different. By supporting Preethi I made her mad. She was jealous. She is angry. That shows that she still wants me to be in her life. And that's what I need now.

" You are her friend. One of her closest and best friends. She can't be jealous of you. That's not Maya. She can be sad, angry, and hurt. But she can't be jealous and she can't wish anything bad to happen with you." I said and that made her look at me.

There was a knock on the door suddenly making us turn towards the door. Shrestha opened the door a little and looked inside without completely coming inside. She is giving us privacy as always. But she never allows me to spend time with Maya and I can't scold her about that as she does that for Maya's safety.

"Everyone is waiting for you two downstairs. We are really hungry and it's already 2 pm. Can you guys come down soon?" She said those words looking at me without even glancing at Saira for a minute.

Even though her tone and choice of words are platonic her eyes are conveying an entirely different version. She is trying to burn me with her eyes. She is currently angry. She was with me and Maya just a few minutes back and now she has to deal with me and her other best friend. Who loves that?

Saira reacted first even though her friend didn't talk with her from the moment her head was inside the door. She got up from the bed and turned towards Shresta and that made her look from me to Saira.

"We will be there in 2 minutes Shrestha. You go ahead." She said with a smile on her face. After hearing her answer Shresta looked at me one last time before going away from the room. What I didn't fail to notice is that she didn't close the door while leaving. She left the door open as it was and went down.

I got up from the bed as well to go to lunch along with them. I still have to face Maya after these 15 alone minutes with Saira. What I have said to Saira before is true. Maya will not feel jealous because of me and Saira. But she will be hurt and angry. I can bear her jealousy without any issue but I can't see her sad face. And to make things worse I am the reason for her sadness.

I was about to leave the room when Saira grabbed my hand stopping me from leaving. I looked down at our hands and lifted my face to look at her. She was still looking at our joined hands and didn't raise her eyes as if she was afraid to look at me.

"What happened yesterday?" She asked still looking down without facing me. She didn't leave my hand even though I stopped and turned towards her.

"Huh?" I wondered loud as I didn't get where she was going with her question. So much happened yesterday and she was aware of almost everything. So why is she asking me like something happened yesterday?

"You told me before that you are acting like this because of something that happened yesterday. What exactly happened ?" She asked but this time she was no longer holding my hand instead she was playing with her dress as if she was nervous.

Oh.. Now I understood what she meant by that. So much happened yesterday and even today between me and Maya. Even though she is my fiancee because of some unforeseen reasons, I never hid anything from her that is related to Maya. I know that after what happened she has no right to question me but she has to know where I stand with Maya to guess her future and her life.

"I kissed her yesterday," I said looking at her. She didn't look at me but there was a small frown on her forehead.

"It's not new. You kissed her before as well if I am not wrong." She said that as if she knew very well what was going on between me and Maya. There is a hint of sadness in her voice which I conveniently ignored.

"I did but every time I tried to get close to her she pushed me away. But yesterday she didn't. She kissed me back." I know I should have stopped at that. But I am not sure what happened to me i felt like I had to say those words out loud to believe that it happened.

"We were like our old selves today. Yesterday it was only a kiss. But today it is very different. It's like she forgot that we broke up. Her jealousy made her mad and she allowed me to be with her like old times." I said with a hint of a smile on my face.

Her eyes snapped towards me and there was a trace of anger and sadness in them. But she has no right to behave like this. She is not my love and she is my fiancee only to make Maya believe that we are a couple after what she witnessed that damn cursed night.

"She was with you even after knowing that you are mine?" She asked making me raise my eyebrows at her choice of words. What the hell is she talking about!?

"I am not yours," I said a little harshly even though I didn't mean to raise my voice at her.

"But she doesn't know that and she allowed you to cheat on me," she said folding her hands and staring at me as if she made a valid point.

"What are you trying to say?" I asked as I seriously did not get what her problem was.

"Nothing. I am just thinking aloud. Like you said before she is not thinking about how hurt I would be or how bad this is. She did what she wanted to. Maybe she is not that much of a saint after all." She said releasing her hands and shifting her eyes from my grasp to the bed beside me.

I am pissed. Pissed at her words and was about to lose control and give her an earful. How can she try to make Maya the wrong person when she is the one responsible for all this mess.?

I looked at her and was about to scold her when I noticed the door being opened wide. I didn't even turn back to look who entered when I heard his voice. His angry voice.

"How dare you talk like that about Maya and that too in my own house?" barked Anurag and I am pretty sure he was fuming with anger.

Author's Note: Hello. How do you like this chapter?

Let me know what you think happened in the past that made these three like this.

I am back to this story now. I will start writing the remaining chapters as well and try to finish this book as soon as possible. I have a few more stories planned in my mind. Let me know what kind of book you guys love to read in the comments.