Under My Sight♥️

Chapter 25

Chris POV

It's been a week since I met Maya. She was not found in her home. I was staring at her home every time I crossed it. Everything was out of guilt. Or that's how I thought.

Will she often leave the town? Or is it because of that incident?

I couldn't stop blaming myself, even if I wanted to. My cricket training was also messed up. I lost my focus, and Rohan stopped showing up for cricket training. He now behaves like a full-time teacher.

I didn't want to give up, just like him. So I showed up daily, no matter how messed up my mind was. I was roasted daily for my degrading performance. But I couldn't just throw away the things I love, even if I wanted to. The same applies to Zaara. I couldn't stop loving her that easily. My subconscious mind woke me up daily, and my legs in auto mode walked me closer to the gate to stare at her. Just after staring, I would realize that things had changed.

Finally, after six days of trying to bring myself under control, I didn't wake up and check on her.

Tring, tring, tring, tring!

I woke up to a call instead.

"Hellooooo," that sounded like music, and I was not even sure who was calling.

"Hey! It's 11.00. Didn't you go to training?" It's Rohan's voice.

"Shiiii"

I should not have tried this hard to sleep a little too much to miss Zaara.

"What? Are you going or not? The trainer called me to complain about your poor performance." Rohan asked with concern.

"Should I agree that I lost? Or should I give up? Maybe both are the same." This is the first statement of the day.

"What's exactly wrong? It's definitely not only about cricket." Rohan can always sense my mind.

I am going crazy. I am eaten alive by guilt. Guilt of kissing Maya and her not being found for days. Right at this point in time, even I am confused about whether I actually kissed her or not. Because not even a single soul believes that I never kissed her.

"Been a minute. Say something." Rohan's words took me back to reality.
 
"Leave"

"What?"

"Taking a day off. Bye," I said, and I disconnected the call.

I started walking. Out of my room, out of my home, and in autopilot, my legs finally took me to the place where I met Maya for the first time. The turn of my street where I almost hit her. In Asian squats, I buried my face between my laps.

I wish I had never met you. I wish that everything from that moment on was a dream. I wish there was only Zaara and not Maya.

"Are you okay?" A soothing voice brought me back to reality. Everything was blurry because of dried teardrops.

Is this all a dream? Is there no Maya at all in my life?

In a moment, my vision cleared, and it was Maya.

She is back.