Do you still love me?

Stalk me

So I am suffering for that by living without you, but I want to hear what you wanted to say that day "

" Does it matter? ”

" Obviously!! " He tried to touch my hand but I jerked it off in a reflex before rolling my eyes ,trying to hide the moisture in my eyes .

I was pathetic at the time when I thought to justify myself. He doesn't deserve any explanation for something I haven't done.

"You should ask yourself, Om. " His face turned confused "What?? "

I sighed before walking out of the place with my bag. He followed me to the exit.

"Another man come to your door and kiss your wife!! " I scoffed " And you are so helpless that you can't do anything, just watch them "

After shutting down the shutter I turned to face him "Then ask yourself Mr. ....... Are you even a man? "

I gave him a disgusting statement with a disgusting face so that he feels disgust with his existence. I know doing this is a bad idea. But he hurted me alot, so it's not a sin to hurt him in return.
Isn't that how we equate things??
Maybe..

He stared at me for a good second. I can't read his eyes but he can easily read mine, I immediately turned my face away. I would cry if I stared at his face for two more seconds.
"Good night!!! ' I said walking towards the road and after few seconds I heard his footsteps. He was following me.

" It's late, I should drop you home!! "

I turned around to look at his face. Now I can say I am not the only one who is pathetic.
He is more pathetic than me.
"Come up with better excuses Mr. Kapoor "

I gestured towards the car at corner where driver was already waiting for me. He followed my gesture and then again looked at me.
After every stupid decision I made in my life, my brother never take any chance to put me in bad situation.
And I believe it's for greater good so I don't refuse when he sent car for me everyday.

I didn't give him chance to speak and stalked away. I didn't turn even once before slipping inside the backseat. And it's good that he didn't call me.
I am too tired to take any stress.

I plucked earbuds in my ears with a sigh.

"Chalo bhaiya!! " I said to driver before closing my eyes and rested my head back on the seat.

He started the engine and I was trying to focus on the lyrics of the songs playing but I don't think my playlist is helping.
Because only thing was going in head was flashbacks of miserable life.

What kind of person I am.?
Horrible.
I still remember when my parents died I cried so much. I used to think that my life ended right there. I lost my everything. I don't have anyone.
But my brother was there.
No matter what he always got my back.
I was sunshine in my life.
I had colourful life.
I had my dreams.
But I kicked everything for Aryan.....
And then Om......
And here I am  ........
I have no one..,....
No hopes, no dreams, no sunshine....
Opening a cafe just to pass the time??? This was never my dream.
Shalin's dream never had limits...
She is used to dream high.
But right now,
I am that glass who just need a slight push to be shattered.

All because of my stupid decisions.

" Ma'am..... "
"Maam!!!! " I opened my eyes after realizing that someone was calling my name.
"What happened?? " I asked the driver, as why he was calling me again and again.

"Vo black gadi kbse pichha kr rhi hai!! "

I frowned at his words and looked back to check.
Oh. God.
I let out a frustrated scoff.
I know that car.
That belong to my stupid idiot asshole husband.
What the fuck he wants??
Why is he following?
His house is in opposite direction.
Stupid.