The One I Was Waiting For.

Broken hearts

The reaction I thought Shiyona will have is not like she has. When I tell her all the things, everything in detail, for once she has tears in her eyes but she immediately shakes them away. She is quiet and listening to everything very carefully.
When I end the information, she just stays silent for some minutes and examines me. I can't tell what she is thinking.

"Shee...I need you to say something..." I say with a worried expression.

"We should find out the truth..." She says; being all determined.

"How?" I almost whisper.

"Meet him...tomorrow. Let's see what happens.."

I agree with her. Its best to find out the truth and that can be only done by meeting him alone. What he's up to?
We check the numbers if they are same; of Dave and Emmett but they are different.
But I tell her my observation that I saw Emmett texting and the next moment I had Dave's text.
She nods in understanding.

"Shee, you aren't mad at me?" I ask; very much scared by her normal behavior.

"Why should I be mad at you? You love him too...its not your fault you never saw him. And Mish, I know whatever happens these guys are not permanent, but you are!" She says; her eyes has tears but her lips are smiling.
I am so fucking lucky to have her. I break down and hug her. I have been so much confused and hurt in the past few days, and I let it all go in her arms. I just wanted this To be alright again.
I can always have friends, more close girl friends but I can never replace Shiyona with anyone.
She is just my life line. I don't know what can I do without her!

When we are all done with the things, we wash our faces and apply some makeup to look better. Its been half an hour we are still inside the restroom.
We decide not to mention anything about this to anyone and act normal as if nothing happened. We also decide to tell all this to Mate once we are done with the meeting.

The rest of the night goes plain. We eat and talk and have fun. Shee is little bit feeling uncomfortable around Emmett but only I can suspect it. Otherwise, she is acting great.

I then reply to Dave.

Sure. Let's finally meet up!

And as the text reaches him, he looks at me and smiles. That bad boy smile I hate. I hate that he doesn't have any guilt about everything. He is hurting two girls. But not even a single shade of regret can be found on his face.

That night when I am ready to go to bed, Rob calls me to the window.
We both sit at the window railings and watch the stars. We talk about some things and I find myself smiling more when I am with him.
He is a very nice guy; but he is a bad boy too.
But then, I realize about the cuts on his arm. I have a sudden urge to ask him about it. I look at him.
He looks carefree looking at the stars patiently.

"Rob?" I ask.

"Mishi?" Now he is beaming at me.

"Will..you um ever share with me about those marks on your arms?" I ask him; unsure if I should ask.

His expressions change into a darker one. He looks in pain. Every muscle of his body starts to stiff in tension.

"I will..." He says coldly and look away.

"If you don't want to....its..." I am cut off by Rob's words.

"I loved her...that girl. Haley. She was so pretty...my best friend. She always asked me which girl I will marry...and I said no one but deep in my heart I wanted to say 'you'..." He is not looking at me whilst saying all this. He just gazes the stars.
He continues:
"I was fifteen back then. And I loved her since we were 12. I always protected her, helped her and made her happy. And I was satisfied like this as long as she was single. And then she started loving a boy. But he was a player. She couldn't see it. I warned her a million times but she never listened. Every time she told me that she had sex with him, I used to make a cut on my hand..." He is panting with anger, hurt and memories now.