Betrayal

Just a Matter of Time

{Maeve POV}

Zane went to the practice early. He said he had a performance tonight. After he left, I was all alone at home. Well, the best time for nasty thoughts to get into your head. What a fool I was. Left everyone who loved me behind just to be betrayed. To stand alone without even a shoulder to cry on.

I couldn't stop thinking about Aman. It wasn't the betrayal, but the regret that consumed me more. The regret of not leaving him the moment I knew it. I should have left everything behind at least when he raised his hands against me. I was trying to convince myself all these were misunderstandings. I always told myself that he would change for good. But all these were my escape from the reality. The reality that the man I loved with all my heart isn't mine anymore.

Will it kill me if I jump from the balcony? No, second floor is not a height to kill someone. I should come up with better ideas. What about the ceiling fan or the knife? Yes, The knife!!! Yes it can do the job well. A deep cut and it will be over soon.

And the phone rings, "Zane, you should be concentrating on the practice no. This is the second time you are calling in the last 2 hours. I think you shouldn't be calling if there's nothing urgent."

What was I about to do? If something happened to me here, in Zane's house...No I can't make him suffer anymore. If anything happens to me here, Aman is crooked enough to put the blame on Zane and send him to jail. After that he will have all my wealth for himself. Happily ever after for him and his girlfriend. I shouldn't let that happen. And why should I die for him? Its his mistake. Why should I pay for it with my life? These thoughts are sharper than that knife. Well I need a distraction from all these.

As promised I went to the club where Zane was performing tonight. The place was too crowded. I felt relieved to see so many people partying and enjoying. This is the place!!! Let me put all my thoughts and sorrows aside for one night and enjoy.

And there he was, holding the guitar, he was sitting in a corner of the club. As soon as I saw him, I ran to him. I could see how happy Zane was to see me there. I'm sure he never expected me to come. But couldn't find a better distraction from those thoughts of mine, So I had to come.

After saying goodbye to Zane I was all alone in the crowd. I don't think I knew any of them. But grabbing a drink, I joined the dance floor. Zane was already on the floor, ready for his performance.

His performance was jaw-dropping. I have always wondered about him. The darkness around him has never stopped him from living. I have got things to learn from him. I should be thankful to have him at this point of my life. His songs were energising. He did keep his promise I guess, to sing a few songs for me. I was full-on power. I felt so free after a long time. It was like dancing all my sorrows away. I have never enjoyed dancing so much, until somebody pushed me from the back and I fell on the floor. At first, I thought it was accidental, until I saw her standing there staring at me.

I have seen her just once in my life, but I would never forget her.

"I thought you would be crying in your bed, Maeve. But here you are... partying all night. "She lent me her hand. "I'm Ella by the way. You wouldn't be knowing my name. But you do recognise me right?"

"Why did you push me?"

"Just like that, it's fun to push you away, you know, whether it is from the dance floor or from someone's heart." She did highlight the world 'somebody's heart'. Ignoring her hands, I stood up myself.

"I don't need your help. And I'm not interested in talking to you." I just walked away.

I could hear her screaming from behind. "Don't worry about him Maeve. He is pretty happy with me. He is thankful that you left on your own." That made me turn back. She deserved an answer for this. I walked back to her and one tiny push was enough for her to fall down on the floor.