Friends & Foes

Reunion

The next morning, Kamal called me. "Where are you nowadays? I don't see you anymore." I had no answer. "I rarely attend college" I lied. I went college every day, hoping to see my queen, but always maintained my distance.

"You are coming to my home today. My parents are out for the day. It'll be just you, me and Tejal. " He said. "I can't, I am going out." I denied. "Hey, I know there is something wrong between you and her. I can tell, but please we can resolve it." He murmured. "There is nothing like that." I tried to act cool.

"Is that so, then you will come today by 12 o' clock." He disconnected. I had no choice, he left me none. Upon reaching there, I greeted them both. It was the first time I talked to her, since the day. She played along. We both didn't want Kamal to know about it.

We watched television and laughed, remembering some old stories in college. For instance, we –Tejal and I –were normal again, we were friends again.

It was merry up till now, but then Kamal started behaving a boyfriend. He went close to Tejal trying to cuddle. I smiled and looked away.

I sat down leaning against the couch on the opposite side, trying to watch TV, but I eavesdropped on them. Their romance was venomous to me. I couldn't hear them as they were whispering to each other.

"Karthik is here. Leave me." She said in a low voice. "He is not looking, I'll be quick." Kamal insisted. And all of a sudden they stopped talking, I knew what was happening. Tears shed down my eyes. There was a soft moan, I looked at them.

Kamal was sitting on the couch and Tejal sat on his lap, with her hands curled around Kamal's head. They were smooching vigorously. Kamal put his hands on Tejal's buttocks and started caressing it.

I watched their love-making. Time slowed down and every moment of the sight was giving me a slow death. I looked away, trying to stop my tears, pulling myself up; but it was impossible for me at that moment. I couldn't feel anything other than pain. I could hear the clock tick and then phone rang.

He answered it, talked for few seconds and started rushing through the door. "I got to go. It's my cousin, he is stuck middle of nowhere and the fuel ran out. I have to go help him. I will be back shortly." He explained.

Tejal and I were stuck with each other alone after a long time. I knew this was going to be awkward. I looked at her. She refused to make an eye contact. I felt disrespected.

She got up and went in the bedroom. I was angered. It felt like she wanted me to see them, getting physical. She wanted to hurt me. I started drawing conclusion.

I followed her to the bedroom. "Why are you doing this?" I yelled at her. "What are you talking about?" she screamed. "Why don't you love me?" I started crying out. She went silent. "Are you doing this intentionally? Are you trying to hurt me?"

"I just don't see you in that romantic way." She tried explaining me. "But I love you!" I answered her. "It's easy for you to say; maybe it's just a fling." Words shoved right through my chest. I started recollecting Neetu's words.

"Why don't you believe me? I really love you." I reached out for her hands. She pulled away her hands. I hugged her furiously, while she tried to push me. "Get off me!" she screamed.

"I love you Tejal." I started kissing her neck. She froze for a while. I took the opportunity and landed a kiss on her soft lips. The feeling was inexpressible and unimaginable. I felt goose bumps on my skin.

She moved her hand freely, strangling my hair. It boosted my confidence. For a moment, I thought she surrendered, but then her body was still writhing. She pulled my hair and pushed my face away.

She started abusing me. I grabbed her and pushed her on her back. She started kicking me away. I managed to get on top of her somehow and held her hands up. She was screaming, which only pissed me off. I kissed her again, this time more forcefully that I bit her lower lip, it was bleeding. She was never been kissed like this before, I assured myself.

She kept humming, while I kissed her. I held her both hands with my one and the other hand moved freely. I kept touching her –in every inappropriate places; I kept feeling her, and she undoubtedly made me feel more complete.

She made my work easier, by wearing a skirt, so that I can easily access her love bud. I moved my hand under her skirt and removed her underwear. She was warm inside. My body felt a jolt of exoticness. My senses were down, and I completely gave myself up.

I unzipped my pant and removed my tool. I thrust it in her, I couldn't stop myself. It felt different, but definitely the best. I kept shoving it in with my big forcefully strokes. I caressed her lovely breasts vigorously.

I was so aroused that I didn't realise, Tejal was still struggling. Every moment, I thought, she will surrender herself now, but she didn't. She kept fighting progressively. She started slapping me and punching me, but I didn't stop. I was making love to her.

At certain point, I raged and I could hear the sound of my palm on her face, twice. She started crying and started twisting her body in every way possible. She managed to push me this time. As she pushed me away, she kicked me in my groin.

She muttered words, but I could hear none. The pain was unbearable. I was on the verge of passing out, but somehow I managed not to. I was heated like a volcano, I slapped her again. There was much life in her, she countered with a punch.

I screamed like a beast and went wild. I got on top of her again. I grabbed her neck firmly. Her eyes turned red. She kept twisting and struggling, but I didn't stop, I was turned in a monster. Tears shred through her eyes, as she finally stopped fighting back.

I was stunned, and couldn't understand what happened. I knocked some senses into myself and I tried shaking her. "Wake up! Tejal! No, No, No!" I kept repeating in vain.

Tejal was dead, just like that, in my arms, killed by me. "I love you Tejal, please wake up!" I couldn't stop crying.