Compromises

Betrayed

9 hours. These nine hours will be the most anticipated ones.

His business location in Switzerland is Zurich. I know all the locations and countries his business is located at, since I'm too interested in this stuff.

Taking the hint that I want to be left alone, Samaira starts watching a movie. I put on my headphones and try falling asleep. Sleep is something that hasn't been coming to me for two weeks now. After about an hour I fall asleep.

"Dude," someone yells in my ear. Who the fuck is disturbing my sleep?

"Wake up Aliyah," I open my eyes to see Sam staring at me.

"Don't worry I'm not dead," I tell her.

"I know. We're here, everyone got of the plane," she tells me. I look around and I'm shocked. I sleep through the whole plane ride?

"Sorry I slept through the whole ride," I tell her.

She looks at me with sympathy. I hate that.

"It's okay. I understand," she says. I nod my head and start heading outside.

A man with my name is holding up a sign and I walk towards him. He drives us to our hotel and I crash on the bed.

"What are you going to say to him?" She asks.

"I don't know,"

"Slap him," she says. I laugh.

"Trust me I will," with that we freshen up to get some food.

After eating at some Italian cuisine, Sam heads back to our hotel room while I'm on my way to Ayaan villa. I got the address from his office. I've never been here before but I saw pictures of how big and beautiful the place is.

I step out and take in the view, I'm mesmerized. I walk towards the door and give it a light push, it opens. I hope this place isn't haunted.

"Hello ma'am," some old lady greets me.

"Hi. Ayaan here?" I ask.

"Yes sir is here. He's upstairs with his wife. Who are you?" she asks.

Stunned. Shocked. I stand there just staring at her. Upstairs? With his wife? Is this what happens when you trust someone so much? When you give hundred percent to your relationship but get nothing in return.

I shake my head to get the thoughts away. Maybe she's mistaken. I start heading upstairs where she told me they were. I open multiple doors, they're all empty.

As I head towards the end of the hall I hear muffled noises. I take a deep breath and open the door.

I shouldn't have opened the door. That ruined might've just ruined my life. Or that bastard did.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he yells.

I don't answer. I just stare at him shocked. He gets off the bed and starts coming near me, he grabs me by the wrist and out the room.

He pushes me against the wall and yells again. I flinch.

"Ayaan," I whisper, while a tear rolls down my cheek. I look into his eyes searching for answers, anything.

"Leave. You can't be here, you're not allowed here. Just get the hell out of here," he yells again.

"Oh poor women, Ayaan. You've got to be gentle with her. Hello dear, my names Natasha. If he hasn't told you already I will, we're getting married in two weeks.

I would really like it if you came too. I mean it's ironic right? Getting invited to your own husbands wedding?" she barks.

I look at Ayaan and with one look at him I know he's not the man I married. Or the man who left me behind. I don't even know him.

"Oh honey, of course I'll come. May I bring a few of my friends? Actually you know thanks for inviting me, and thanks for marrying him. I don't do guys like him anyways. All I hope is your marriage lasts longer than 4 months. Just pray he doesn't fall for another women, because men like him tend to be a manwhore their whole life," I tell her. She looks at me surprised.

"And Ayaan I've a early wedding gift for you," he looks at me confused.

I step closer to him, my face merely inches away from his. He sucks in a breath, this always happens when we're about to kiss. When he tries leaning in I slap him. The sound of the slap echoes in the house, with that I turn on my heels and leave that hell hole.

Instead of tears rolling out my eyes, I'm laughing. Laughing at my own fate. Laughing how I knew this was eventually going to happen but didn't think it would be this quick.

He left.

His love vanished.

His promises broke.

Yet, he's still in me. Will I be able to forget him?

While driving here I saw a lake and so I start heading towards it. I sit on one of the beaches.

"Looks like your heart was torn apart," I turn around to see a guy standing.

"More like my world," I say.

He nods. "Boyfriend?" he asks.

"Husband," I tell him.

"Ouch," this guys funny.

"Yeah ouch," I whisper.

"Don't worry you'll figure things out. It happens," he tries to tell me.

"Cheating? Yeah it's so normal,"

"Why would any man cheat on a beautiful women like you?" he says.

"All women are beautiful. Men are dogs, they don't see beauty, love or anything. When they're hungry every bone looks good to them," I say a matter of factly.

"Not all men are dogs," he says with a distant look in his eyes. "Men get cheated on too,"

"Never said they don't,"

"Would you like to hear my story? Maybe after that you can open up so you'll feel a little better," he asks. He's trying to be nice, I know. But I'm done.

"I'm sorry but no. I don't want to sit here and listen to your story and then after tell you mine because of guilt. I just want to be alone," I tell him. I get up to leave but he grabs my wrist.

"It's okay to let people in. It's okay to share your problems to your loved ones. Let them in your life, you'll be happy," he says with a sad smile.

"It's not okay to let people in, you know why? They hurt you. No matter who they're. They could be your family, friends or even husband. They'll hurt you and they'll hurt you bad. Here's my suggestion don't trust anyone. My biggest advice don't love anyone either.

Who cares what kind of relation you have with them, but don't love them. Love your work, yourself. Love things not people. At least things won't betray you or hurt you. People will," after telling him that I turn around and leave.

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