And We Meet Again

35. Confronting The Confrontations

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All confusions of last chapter would be cleared up in this one.

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CHAPTER - 35

CONFRONTING THE CONFRONTATIONS

I swallowed the lump in my throat and lightly gritted my teeth. My palms started sweating on their own accord. I rubbed them on my cargos to get rid of the sweat, or better to get rid of the situation I was stuck in.

Ha! As if it was even possible. God had not been fair in giving all the superpowers and magical powers to Harry Potter and his gang. I wanted a few powers too. Something like an invisibility cloak or better deleting someone's memory. How f*cking wonderful it would have been if I had any of these?

But, now was not the time to crib about my non-existence powers, especially not when Kim's skeptical brown eyes were fixed on me, watching my face to gauge any reaction that might appear there. I tried my best to fool her by chuckling slightly and saying, "That was eight years back, Kim. How can you remember something so precisely? I'm sure you're mistaken." Smirking at her, I got up from the sand and stretched my arms above my head. "And if you've forgotten, I'm a football player and pretty much everyone knows me. So, there is nothing to be surprised about." I smirked at the end in order to mae her believe in whatever sh*t I was saying.

She didn't say anything, about which I was glad. I took the chance and told her, "Get up! We need to go as we've a flight to catch early morning." I didn't wait for her to reply and turned my back to her.

Once my back was towards her, I pinched the bridge of my nose and started walking towards my parked bike. I wanted to get rid of this situation. I didn't want to answer any of her questions. Why should I? I didn't even get a chance to ask her the many questions that were bottled up inside me. I was not liable to answer her for anything I had done in these years. It was all because of her; and I was never going to tell her that. Never!

"Who are you trying to fool with this 'famous footballer' bullsh*t, Keith? You're running away from problems. You're acting like a coward." Her voice reached my ears along with the wind and I halted at my spot. She had managed to push exactly the wrong buttons with her two sentences and I knew I couldn't control my f*cking feelings any longer. Everything needed to come out in the open now. It was now or never.

For me, it was now and not never.

With tightly clenched jaw and fists tightly closed in a deadly grip, I turned around and faced her. She was standing on her spot now and looking at me with an irritated expression. An involuntary bitter laughter escaped my lips and I tilted my head to the right to have a better look at her face in the moon's dim light.

"I'm running away? And, you are the one to ask me about it? Seriously, Kim?" My voice came out much more bitter than I had intended it to be. I didn't try to tone it down. Anger of five long years had been preserved inside me and it was time to take it out.

"What?" she asked in confusion with her eyebrows scrunched up together. But, more than confusion there was shock on her face; shock of seeing me like this. I had never been like this with her. I guess, after bringing out the best in me in the times we had met, she finally managed to bring out the worst as well.

I shook my head and narrowed my eyes at her. "Shouldn't I be the one to ask this question from you?"

She opened and closed her mouth several times, looking at me with confusion and finally managed to say, "I don't know what you're talking about."