The Niche

Cheater!

"What the heck" I whispered gaping at the picture on the television screen.

This can't be happening.

"So who is this beautiful lady?" a female voice in the TV asked, pointing at my picture with a boy, my hands wrapped around his neck and a big smile plastered on my face.

I observed the picture closely remembering it, the last day of school I was clothed in my black best dress dancing around like I am the happiest person in the world because I had him, the guy I love...loved.

"No one" said the male voice without any hesitation I instantly recognize that voice. Of course I am a no one I ruined my life because of him and I am a no one, amazing isn't it?

Saying I was shocked was a complete understatement I was more like struck by lightning.

"You don't know who the girl is?" the lady voice again asked quirking an eyebrow. "She seems close...very close" she added after noticing no space between our bodies.

"It was the last day of school, so yeah, I danced with quite a few girls and she was just one of them" the man replied, he was seated in a lush sofa in a very poised manner, dressed in expensive looking suit and wearing a charming smile on his face. That charming smile, my brain registered. Just a look at him and you will know that he was someone of great standing.

"So no strings attached huh?" the interviewer, a beautiful looking middle aged lady asked the man again. A knowing smile was plastered on her face. She gave a look towards the camera and continued "So you don't know this girl, but why do I have a feeling that you people were something, just by looking at the picture".

Another look towards the audience and she said "I mean c'mon don't you see it look like there is a little something going on".

"Sorry to ruin the fairy tale but it's nothing it's just a picture of me dancing with a girl I hardly remember it ,means nothing, can we please continue?" the male said.

Sure you don't remember me, how can you? I was the crazy one. You don't have any possible reason to remember me. Why would you?

"Okay, let's not stretch this chapter long. Let's just take a break and I will meet you on the other side to talk about this handsome man's love life so far. Till then Dhruv Arora everybody" with a round of applause the show went off air and advertisement stared to show trying to sell a head ache medicine.

"Sure I need one" I mumbled to myself and shut the television off, enough for a day I can't take his lies anymore.

A simple non eventful day in the Kapoor household, sun was setting and the stars were starting to show in the sky the smell of lovely dinner was travelling all around the house but then you snap open your eyes to see a picture of you on the TV which was taken eight years ago and is enough to ruin your whole night and appetite.

Yes, I promised myself I will never ever ever think about him again but what can I do if his interview shows on the television and you just discover that he is multi millionaire now. Joy!

Why is this following me? I was suppose to move on from all this drama years ago, but this has to just come in front of me again I mean, why me?

Why not that snobby little bitch from high school or that stupid person who always made fun of me. Why me?

I was shy, boring, little invisible girl until he came around and turn my life upside down and then like swish of air he was gone after changing me forever now finally I am who I always was shy and invisible but there he is, yet again.