My alarm woke me up at 5am. I grab my phone off of the night side to check for any notifications. I sent a text to Vik, just to make sure he woke up on time.
~ Good morning. Wake up!!!!!!! -S ~
~ Just about to text you. Good morning Angel. Any handsome dreams? ;) -V ~
~ No dreams. Just lots of peaceful sleep. I'll see you in an hour. -S ~
~ Waiting for you. -V ~
I got out of bed and went to get ready. After a quick shower, I changed into an a light pink suit with a white salwar and blow-dried my hair. It was a no makeup kind of day. I knew I would have to wear makeup all weekend. I grab my luggage and head downstairs. Struggling to make it down the stairs, I finally placed the bags near the front door and head on back upstairs to check on mumma. I was careful enough to open the door quietly. I poked my head in and saw her sleeping.
I smiled and head back downstairs, shutting the door behind me. I walked into the kitchen anticipating on making myself a cup of coffee till I heard my phone beep.
~ Outside waiting. -V ~
Well there goes my coffee. I placed the coffee pot back in the cupboard. I grabbed all my luggage and placed it outside my door. I saw Vik stepping out of his car, opening the back hood of his car. I turned around to lock the door.
"Good morning."
"Beautiful morning today."
We both reached for a bag each and placed it in his car. He shut the hood and turned to me. He smiled and pulled me into a hug.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me towards him with his strong grip. I smiled into his chest and brought my arms to his neck.
"I could stay in this position all day", he said holding me tighter.
"Let's go", I said pushing against him, "or my best friend will kill us."
Vik walked me to the passenger side and opened the door. I got into my seat as he shut the door. I watched him walk over to the driver side. Not once did he take his eyes off of me.
I was curious at this point. I've never let anyone get close to me. Never let any guy talk to me. And yet here I am. I've spent the last two weeks with this guy. He's become a part of my day. I'm going on a road trip with him. He's my date to my best friend's wedding. He's there for me.
I don't know what to think about us, what to say about us or anything. I want to know where we both stand. What do we have? Where could this lead us?
But one question that I needed to clear was very important. It had to be answered before anything moved anywhere with Vik.
I needed to clear my head about him. I needed to get my feelings, my thoughts and my heart out straight for Jas.
Jas was the teenage crush I had. He had been stuck in my head for 11 years now. Everything that happened between us till affected me. It still hit me in the face. It still made my heart bleed with love and hatred.
I have always hated guys. I was five years old when my mom's husband left us. When I needed a father, I only had my mother. When I wanted to be called daddy's little princess, I got called a stressful burden. All throughout my childhood, I stayed away from guys. Never talked to guys at schools. Never talked my uncles or guy cousins. I developed an extremely strong hatred for the male species.
Till high school.
In high school, I was starting to soften up about the male species. I still hated guys. I still didn't want anything to do with them. But, I was more open to talking to them when I had too.
When Navs meet Jeet, I tried my best to talk her out of liking guys. Rather she convinced me there were decent people in the world. Of course Jeet and I developed a love hate relationship for the sake of my best friends.
The only other guy I talked too and was comfortable around was Jas.
We had mutual friends. That was the only link between us. He had many friends. I had a two. He was smart and popular. I was average. He was what I wanted. I was just there.
I remember when he first hurt me.
It was my birthday.
My 15th birthday.
It was only 47 mins into my birthday.
When he said, "Hey. Happy birthday. Find someone else. I know I love someone else. Sorry."
I still have the messages saved.
I still read them whenever I get a chance.
That night crashed me. I spent my birthday that year hiding behind a smile. Locking the pain, the misery, the feelings, all inside myself.
Till date, only two friends know what really happened.
And I'm still affected by it all.
And I was going to see him this weekend.
I'm still hurt.
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All I could see was darkness.
It was black all around.
I slowly opened my eyes to see that I had fallen asleep in the car.
I straightened myself up.
"Hey there lazy head. How you feeling?" I turned to see Vik with his eyes on the road and then on me. "Are you okay? You look a little pale and scared. Do you want me to pull over? There's a gas station just up the road if you want to rest."
"No. I'm okay. I'm just..I'm fine."
"Are you sure?" I nodded with a smile hoping he would take his attention off of me.
"Okay. But let me know if you feel sick or something."
"Sure"
He reached to hold my hand. I slipped my fingers into his and let out a little sign.
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"And here we are."
I looked around to see what he was talking about. We had reached the wedding venue. I looked at the time.
It read 11:57.
Reality had hit me. I turned around to look at Vik with a guilty and sorry look.
"Vik listen. I'm so sorry. I know I've been spaced out all day and just totally selfish. I feel so bad I've done nothing but ignore you the whole trip. I've just had stuff on my mind and blanked out on reality. I'm so sorry. I just..."
"Hey. Hey. Relax. It's okay." He held my hands. "I know you were disturbed by something. I didn't want to ask you because I know you'll tell me whenever you're ready. Just remember, I'm always here."
"Thanks I know. But, I don't think I want to talk about it just yet."
"No problem. Let's go inside."
I held my head up. Took a deep breath in. Pulled a smile on my face.
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Hey guys. I know this chapter was really short but it was hard to write.
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