Pocket Full of Lies

15- Time to get pampered

Argh! Idiot! A total idiot!

"No, I am not talking about him. It's me. I am an idiot."

Standing outside his hospital door, I stomped, yelled, and cursed at myself while clutching my hair and shaking my head like a mad woman. The people around must have been confused whether they arrived at a mental hospital by mistake.

The fuck I was thinking while overreacting like that.

"Don't question my character...Argh! So cringe!" I shuddered, thinking about the dialogue I threw at him.

Why? Just why did I act like this?

"Let him question all he wants. Why do I care? Who is he? Nothing...nothing but a jerk. Then why does his opinion matter to me? And even if it mattered, who told you to react and show him that you are hurt!"

I slid down on the floor, crying over my pathetic show of my emotions. So embarrassing. "How am I supposed to face him now?"

"I can do this. I have to do this." Giving myself a pep talk, I wiped my tears, before setting my hair that I ruined while having the manic episode.

"Who does he think of himself? Huh?  I will show him now. He thinks I will cry over him. No way. I will be the one making him cry. How dare he? How dare he even think about suspecting me, let alone accusing me of using my body to save myself?"

Didn't you lie in the first place because you know that you are the most plausible suspect? Then why get angry when Rehaan did the same?

Someone please go and tell my subconscious that this is not the time to throw logic at my face.

"I am hurt and I am angry. That means the logic should be thrown right out of the window." I pouted at myself, before sighing.

It was true though. Rehaan had every right to suspect me. Heck, I knew I was suspicious. The most suspicious and suspect worthy person around Rehaan.

But I wasn't the culprit.

Rubbing my fist over my heart, I pondered why I was so hurt. I knew that all the facts pointed towards me. I knew how easy it was to suspect me. I was even ready for the police officers and neighbour aunty to come barreling at me with accusations.

Then why? Why did it hurt so much when Rehaan did the same?

Was it really because of the accusation? Or was it because you couldn't handle the fact that he thought so low of you?

"Probably...wait no! Why does it matter to me? It's not like I am really his girlfriend, who has feelings for him. I am just acting like one.

"Yeah! Absolutely!" I clapped my hands once. "That's it. This is just me acting like a normal girlfriend who acts in such a moment. Muskaan, you have gotten too deep into method acting. This was what it was," I sighed in relief, "I got scared for nothing."

Feeling relieved that this was nothing but mixed feelings because of my act, I stood up. Dusting my pants, I walked to do the work I actually came out for- to tell the doctors about the recent development.

★★★★★

"That's great news. Give me a minute, I will come to check him once," the doctor said, as he gathered some of his notes.

I nodded and moved to wait outside his cabin. The young nurse, who had been fan-girling over our relationship. followed me out.

"I am so happy for you," she said, while holding my hands and smiling widely. "He finally remembered something. This is a good start. I even saw the results of other tests. They all came out good. I think Mr. Rehaan can get discharged soon."

"That's...great news," I said, hoping to match her excitement. I was genuinely happy but how could my facial expression compare to this bright star in front of me.

"Yes." If it was humanly possible, her smile widened even more. "Now you can finally catch a break. You must have been so tired, running around here and there, trying to manage everything all by yourself."

"Break?" I barely managed to stop myself from snorting. I hadn't taken a single break for the past seven years.

And the one day I got was the day I ultimately used trying to clean Rehaan's bloody house. Literally!

I chuckled at my own stupid pun. I quickly coughed to cover it, before I started looking like a crazy person for laughing at nothing.

My attention went to the nurse who was patiently waiting for my answer. "Yeah, you are right. I really need a break."

But I can't afford one.

"Breaks aren't always about traveling and stuff," she said, gaining my whole attention.

She wiggled her eyebrows, before leaning in to whisper her great idea. "You can always get your boyfriend to pamper you like a princess. You did so much, now it's his turn to break his back while serving you."

She giggled at her own idea, while I smirked imagining it.

I was his girlfriend now. Even if he suspected me, I was still his girlfriend in his mind. It didn't make sense for only me to walk on eggshells.

Anyways, he was going to remember everything sooner or later. And I was going to go face the consequences of my lie. It was just a matter of time.

If I am going to get punished for lying, then I might as well have some fun while I am at it.

Mwahahaha.

I laughed evilly, as I imagined him running back and forth pampering me, serving me, while I sat there with an attitude.

Don't know if this is ever going to come true. But it costs nothing to dream, right?