Back For You

Chapter-1

'A cup of cappuccino please.' I said to the new barista in the cafe.

'I am sorry sir. We don't have a table for you. Today is a very busy day. Can you take the order in a take-away?' The barista replied.

'Well, what choice do I have?' I replied.

The barista lost his smile. ' A non sarcastic person' I thought.

After a two minutes or so, I got my take away cappuccino. Cafe Norton, a fancy cafe that served the best coffee in my locality. It was a little expensive but, the coffee made up for it. My day started with a cappuccino of Norton and it made my day at least bearable. I checked my pocket for my earphones. 'OHH..FISH!!! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.' I hated it when I forgot my earphones in home. Now I had to listen to the lame and cheesy songs in the bus with crap bass and with all the people gossiping about any random shit.

Without my earphones, I was at the bus stop waiting for the bus. 'Why doesn't bus come when I need it the most?' I ask myself. The bus finally came. I got up on the bus only to realize that I all the seats of the bus were taken. I was pretty sure I had to go to the college standing.

'Hey mate!' I knew this sound. I started to curse myself. You know how there are some people you see everyday but never miss the slightest chance to not meet them? The person who just greeted me was one of those people. It was not like he was so irritating and annoying so that I didn't want to see him. No, I used to like him but nowadays he knows too much about me and tries to lecture me into living my life his way. I like the way I live my life.

'It's been two months since she died. Come on when are you going to move on ? I know it is hard for you but you just can't throw away your life like that. We all would do anything to bring her back. But, that's impossible you just have to accept it.'

'And I thought today was a different day' I said rolling my eyes.

'Don't you give me that attitude. Look I care about you. That's why I say these things.' He said.

'Yeah, Whatever' I replied.

It was true. Since she died, I had nothing to live for. All of my aspirations, ambitions had been crushed. I wasn't depressed, I wasn't sucidal, I just lost hope. I didn't want to die but didn't want to live either. My friends have tried to cheer me up, set me up on dates ,etc. but that doesn't help. If it weren't for my job and college I would spend all of my time in my bed.

Now, coming back to the person whom I was ignoring before. He is my friend. One of the best friends I have. He cares deeply about me. He cares too much. He thinks that I am going to die if I don't learn to live soon. I don't understand what this 'learning to live' is. I am living my life. It's just that I don't enjoy it as much. There is no one to enjoy it with. I try to explain it to them but they don't understand.

I was having a fairly normal day that day. I didn't know that my life was about to change forever. I think it was at the noon of that day. I received a call.

'Hello'
'Hello am I speaking to Adam?'
'Yes. Adam speaking.'
'Hey man. Remember me?'
'I am not sure that I recognise you.'
'Dude, we went to high school together remember? I am Dave.'

Dave was a friend. We studied high school together. He always said stuff like ' You are my best friend' and 'I would do anything for you.'

'How are you and Nancy?' He asked.

'I really didn't know what to respond to that. I had spent months trying to get over her death. Yet, I still wasn't exactly able to process the death of Nancy; the love of my life.