Crossing The Devils Path

chap 13-fun times

Richa's pov:
I was running as fast as my legs would take me. But the alcohol was getting to me. I must have drank only a can or two.
Your body does not act well to alcohol baby! Remember why you drink beer and other alcoholic drinks rarely? Ooo yeahhh
Richa! Behave!
I forgot i had stopped running until i got a push from behind. I lost my balance and fell on the ground face down. Richard helped me up but he looked worried. When i tried to stand up a sudden pain shot through my knee. I sat down again and inspected my knee.
"see you got me hurt" i said nudging Richard and giving him my pout face. He laughed and said " you behave like a kid when you are drunk".
"it hurts and i cant walk richie rich" i said looking at my hurt.
It was a deep cut and was bleeding profusely. It reminded me of the time i learnt how to drive a cycle. I had fallen back then and got stitches on my elbow. It hurt so badly, i hope this cut didn't need stitches, i hate needles and stitches.
"Richie rich?" he asked amused.
"yech you are rich...richa..richard and you are soooo rich so you are my richie rich" i said putting my tongue out.
He giggled and asked
" ok ironica. "he said
"ironica?"i asked confused
"yes you are my iron woman"he said
"oooo yes see my muscles " i said showing him my muscles.
He laughed and moved his head side ways. " i can't walk" i sadly said.
He quickly got up and picked me up in his arms, bridal style. I wanted to break free but my injured knee left me no option.
He carried me back into the house.

Once in my room, he placed me on the bed carefully and went to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. I sat there looking at the wall. I wasn't a fan of seeing blood so i avoided looking at my wounded knee. He came out after a few seconds with a small box. He sat next to me and attended my wound with an antiseptic and cotton. The moment the cotton touched the cut on my knee it stung so badly that i closed my eyes. Richard must have noticed, so he said " its done richa don't worry."
"it hurts cho much" i said rubbing my eyes.
" you are adorable like this" Richard said
I just laughed and nodded.

"continue your story pwease" i said, making my cutest face possible.
"umm ok so well when she rejected me i put her through hell in the office. I made her work double shifts at times, ignored her and so on. Still she was always there for me when i needed her. No one showed that kind of affection for me. So i decided to be nice to her too. I was more gentle, more polite also more carefree around her.
Then one day when i was leaving office, she came in my cabin, got down on her knees and proposed to me. I was awestruck and overwhelmed at the same time. I put my hands on her shoulder and made her stand up. I kissed her immediately. It was not just a kiss it was more like my body conveying my feelings to her. A hot, passionate, caring and wild kiss all together. " he said
I turned my head to hide my tears and silently wiped them away while he continued.
"after that it was official. Everyone knew Samaira and I were a couple. She was everything i wished for in a girl. Infact even more then what i expected."
Richard's face lit up while talking about her. He must have really loved her alot. I was touched because i never thought that a man so hard and difficult on the outside would be so lovable on the inside. It was like a new side of him which i didn't know even existed, until today.
I asked in a soft whisper
"what went wrong then?"
" honestly i really don't know. She was my definition of perfect. We had this vacation together at my private island. Only us and the natural beauty around. It was all perfect. We were going to get married when we came back. i proposed to her on the island. That time i saw shock on her face more like she didn't want this but she said yes. When i spoke to her about it she just shrugged it off and said she was nervous. I believed her but the day of our marriage she didn't turn up. We checked her house, her friend's places, everything. But she vanished into thin air it seemed. No one seemed to have knowledge of her whereabouts. We called off the wedding and even had to face alot of humiliation. But all i cared about was her. I thought she was in some kind of trouble. So i kept searching the whole day. But the next day was even worse. My father got a call from the bank saying that 50 thousand pounds had been taken out from my account since last night uptill the other day. Hearing that, my father was furious. It was then i lost his trust in me. "
Richard looked at me and i looked down. I knew what his eyes would show - anger, guilt, sadness. I had gone through a terrible heartbreak too but for richard it was both, financial as well as emotional loss.

Richard took my chin in his hand and lifted it.
"your crying"he said through gritted teeth. I tried to kept my tears from flowing but they continued ignoring my efforts.
"enough" he said" i know it reminds you of someone. Sameer i guess, thats the name you take in your dreams." i nodded and he wiped my tears.
A silence followed and we sat there comprehending all that happened and letting the alcohol take control of our bodies.
"look its almost night" he said getting up and opening the curtains in my room.
"lets get some sleep, your knee needs time to heal too. Then we can have dinner together. "
I nodded in approval and laid down in the bed. He got up and put the blanket over me.
I yawned and he chuckled. "I think its time to call it a night for you. " he said
I slept but before sleepin i mumbled, " my story is left to unveil.." and shut my eyes to let sleep take over.