Break Up

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It's nothing special. My heart pounded because I ran so much.
Don't make an issue out of it, Su
I made a plausible inference trying to suppress the unknown ecstatic budding in my mind.
Why am I feeling such things? It's not bound to happen
I looked behind and saw Allen, for crying out loud busy flirting with a girl who he just met. He was engrossed in making the girl giggle and constantly ran his hands through his hair. He is such a hypocrite. Now I am clearly out of this stupid confusion.
Gosh, I hate him so much. I want to seriously pull out his hair and-
My thought got interrupted by the sound of my phone. The terribly loud volume gained attention from my families and some of the attendees who were sitting nearby us. I apologized and immediately opened my phone to check the message frustrated with myself for not keeping my phone on silent mode.
Babe, I am sorry for raising my voice on you. Forgive me, will you? L- John
My expression suddenly changed and I knew I had to talk to him. I was pretty frustrated with myself and moreover with him for expecting things to go his way. I excused myself and went behind the hall to call John. My phone rang suddenly and John flashed on my screen.
"Hey Babe, why didn't you answer me back?" he said irritably while trying hard to suppress his anger from showing in his voice.
"I was in the convention."
"O-Kay," he said it slowly, not believing what I am saying. It hurts to see him not trusting me. I maintained my composure and prepared myself to say what I had to.
"Look John, I need to get this straight. I have been bottling up my emotions and I need you to understand me."
"What the hell are you talking about?" he yelled not being able to understand the conundrum thrown to him.
"I want you to understand the situation before you come to the conclusion. Stop being difficult and think from my point of view too."
"So you are saying that I am thickheaded and I don't give a shit about how you feel." His voice rising each time I judged his character towards me.
"Sort of. It's just that I don't want these trivial stuffs to get in between our relationship." My voice distorted and was at the verge of breaking down.
An awkward silence passed through as neither of us refused to talk. As if the request was an impossible task to carry. He finally broke the silence and said what I had least expected.
"Let's breakup."



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