Save Me..

Secrets

Dev's POV

Looking at my hand, I realised that it's my anguish that's seeping through my veins, in form of blood. Just that, probably it was the last time I'll see it.. not enough will be left to see through my eyes if I fall down. I'm scared of heights, so probably as soon as I start falling, I'll lose my consciousness.. the fall would damage me enough to lose my vision, my life.. mostly because I can't swim.

I wish you would pick up, just once Vivek..

4 years ago..

I am so upset of Vivek. Like, dude if you like her, you'd probably need to confess. She's not a mind reader right? I tried to call him so many times, he just skips the trials to tomorrow, the tomorrow that never seems to come.

Obviously we are boys, our tomorrow never comes.

I sighed, looking down at my watch. I've told him to arrive at 3:30 sharp! Dang.. what if Ananya arrives now? Vivek isn't even here! What shall I say??

I wait for longer, again pondering at the tea stall near the garden gate. Listening to Arijit Singh. The song makes me feel lonely even though my relationship is going great. We're gonna celebrate our one year anniversary soon!

Oh, I didn't mention, the love of my life, my beautiful, perfect, so gorgeous, Divya Sharma. She's the same age as mine, 18 we both. And I have already planned out the entire future with me.

How shall we arrive at our anniversary date? How will it be happening? How will I make the proposal this time ( as I was too focused in studies that never I considered the opposite sex to be a part of my romantic life, PS: I'm not gay )? How will she place her lips with her hands, tears rolling down... Ahhh.. so beautiful.. then she'll nod her head, say yes! Yes! Yes Dev, I'll marry you, I'll be your wife, I'll be with you forever, I'll-

"Why are you grinning looking at the bush?"

Snapping out of my trance, I saw Vivek, standing just a bit away from the bench I was sitting on. He lifted his eyebrow, questioning look while I scanned his outfit.

Denim shirt, hair set in spikes ( dunno much about that ), white pants with.. are these holes? They do look like holes but, why is he wearing a torn pant? With red, shoes??

"What kind of outfit is this Vivek?"

Vivek lowered his head to look at himself again, then looked back at me "what?"

"That? Are you going to a circus? Ananya is a nice girl bro, she doesn't like chhapri!"

Vivek raised his eyebrows offended. Then put the rose bouquet beside me, and sat down. I heard a groan from his side,

"You don't know about style Devraj. Girls die for these, Ananya will come in one snap, just one" as I saw him trying to create friction between his right middle finger and thumb, failing miserably.

"Just one yeah? A handicapped snap?" I commented taking another sip from my cup. Good thing they started paper cups, otherwise I always had to snort looking at the regular cups, broken handle, sometimes not clean enough.

Am I a clean freak? Maybe?

"Shut up. Yaar I'm nervous you know, Ananya seems so popular in our year, and even the topper of our class is going after her. What if she rejects me?" Vivek stated, poking his left pinky through the second hole on the left knee of his torn white pant.

I sighed, not able to say anything. For the last few months, he has been nagging me to get him to talk to Ananya. And for the last few weeks, I'm trying to get HIM available to talk to Ananya. Simple enough, we as the seniors, needed to help the juniors.

"Say something Devraj, anything rather than silence?" Vivek pleaded looking at me. "Anything" I absent mindedly replied, crumbling the cup and throwing it aside, "seems like Ananya will have a good match as yours, you both seem to have no regards for punctuality"

Missing the entire mockery, Vivek just started grinning, his right hand on his hair, "hehehe, you think she's a nice match for me?"

I just made a face, showing teeth to him as well. "Well, do you want a cup? Or should we go?"

"Nah, I've already had and I don't feel good enough to drink another cup before confessing" Vivek said, rolling the bouquet in his left hand, and right hand caressing the petals.

Honestly, I was feeling I should get a favor out of him, if I was ever gonna make them happen to meet. But looking at his stupid smile, felt that the favor could wait.

We got up together, walking side by side. If someone looked at us right now, they'd probably think I am his uncle. I have no style, no smartness whatsoever. A typical nerd, proud of myself. God knows how Divya even fell in love with me, am I this lucky?

Vivek put his right arm around my shoulder, and grinned looking forward. We both were walking at our pace, and he seemed to be on cloud nine. He started speaking to me without looking,

"If today goes well, I swear Devraj, I'm gonna get you every single bush around Kolkata"

I thinned my eyebrows, "Bushes?"

"The way you were grinning at the last one, anyone would think you're plant sexual."

I nudged him at the side of his rib, he left a painful groan. "There is something like Pansexual, I don't know if Plant sexual is a thing."

Vivek didn't look defeated, and smiled. "You know, if you ever face problems with relationships, just tell me without thinking". I smiled at his gesture, he was a nice friend even if one year junior than me. I looked at him, trying to shake off his hand off my shoulder, "well.. I will, I promise."

"Just so you know.. I still don't trust you got that cut on your cheek from pencil, you're never that much clumsy Devraj", Vivek looked at my left cheek from the corner of his eyes. I jerked off his hand from my shoulder and looked down while walking.

"Suit yourself, but keeping any secrets will be bad for you only, you know?"

I tried to ignore his words. But they seem like... the truth. But, of course Divya was having some issues, that's why she got that angry. And later, she kissed me too! Why would someone kiss after slapping you if they didn't love you? Right?

But.. I can't tell this secret, or Vivek would probably judge me. Man getting slapped by woman? Joke of the century, hah! And..

Divya would be humiliated, if they believed me. I couldn't do that to my love, she's my first and only love I've ever had. I won't do anything to her to lessen her dignity, never.