Complicated. (Sequel)

28.

Life is hard.

And unpredictable.

And so fucking unfair.

It sucks every good thing out of you.

It gives you pleasure.

And pain.

Happiness and grief.

Love and betrayal.

I loved him.

He loved me.

He left me.

Someone else came into my life.

He loved me.

I loved him back.

He chose someone else over me.

I walked away.

I didn't even fight.

I left like a coward.

Maybe that was who I had become.

I was strong.

And I didn't fight.

For my love.

Why was I always the second priority?

Virat's first was cricket.

Faris' first was Ayesha.

And I? The second.

It hurt.

So I cried.

I cried, and oh...I cried.

"You need something?" My sister asked me, patting my shoulder. She must have came back while I was crying pathetically.

I thanked my unlucky stars that she was in Abu Dhabi today. But her big mouth had already informed mom of everything.

Which meant, questions. Oh..alot of questions.

24 hours since those words.

Yeah, I'll choose her.

"Ammi wants to talk." She told me, I shook my head sniffing.

"I don't want to. Don't want her to see the disappointment that I am." I replied, crying again.

"Eira, she's not. She's crying and she wants to talk to you."

"I don't wanna talk, aapi. Please." I pleaded, crying again.

"Acha but you need to talk, mujhe batao na. Theek ho tum?" Her gaze full of concern.

"Aap ko kya bataun? Aaj tak kuch nahin bataya aap ko." I responded coldly and she sighed knowing nothing could get anything out of me.

She was never close to me.

"Farhan bhai." I gasped out knowing I needed him at this moment.

I needed to talk to him.

Needed his love and comfort.

Aapi understood and used her phone to call bhai, she went inside the kitchen for a while..I was sure she was informing him of everything.

It hurt.

Oh God, it really hurt.

When I finally cradled the phone in my hands, and neared it to my ear, I heard his voice. "Eira? Meri jaan." His voice gave me the edge and then I cried.

I cried for the love that I had lost, twice..

I cried that he had chosen her.

I cried, oh..did I cry.