Yash's POV
                              I couldn't believe my ears, is that for real? Did Tara love Abhaas so much that it forced her to do all these things? Abhaas is a lucky man. He's got this beautiful lady who loves him unconditionally. I wish I was in his place, how blessed it would make me feel to be loved so much by Tara. I can't see her crying for him, he doesn't even love her, she should know that I'm here waiting for her. I need to find her.
                              I left my sandwich halfway and pretended to get an important call. Nihav seemed to know my agenda but he just patted my back and didn't intrude. That's why he's my best friend.
                              As soon as I was away from the group, I started calling Tara. She didn't pick up. I knew she wouldn't. She must be around. I searched the reception, hospital corridors and Abhaas’ room. But she wasn't there. Then I ran down to the parking. There I saw her sitting on a bench right in front of my car. That had to be Tara, she will try and run away and then hide behind my car as if I can't find her there.
                              I went and sat next to her. I could hear her crying silently but she refused to acknowledge me. Finally I said,
“Tara, there's no point in pretending. I know you are crying.”
Slowly the silence was replaced by her cries and she gave in only to hug me tight.
                              I was on cloud nine, to be hugged by the girl that I adore so much, the only problem was that she was crying for somebody else and that made me insanely jealous.
I couldn't say anything after that. So I just comforted her by caressing her head with my hand.
                              “Yash I didn't mean to hurt him, I- I was just trying to show him that there is a world beyond Ahana. For two whole years, I kept contact with him, spoke with him and even comforted him. But what I get in return is humiliation. All I wanted was that one guy to understand my love for him. Just me and him.”
                              Her words were the sweet honey from fragrant flowers in a garden, however they were piercing my heart like the thorns of Rose. Only if that one word Abhaas was replaced by Yash and I was nothing less than the king of this world.
                              “Tara, I understand you. But what is the point in running behind him if your love isn't reciprocated? Do you think he'll talk to you if he comes to know about this?” I asked her, with a tiny fire of hope burning in my mind.
                              “No he won't. He will detest me even more than ever. But I can't see them together Yash. It kills me. Just because he fell for her and not me, she's the lucky one. Does that mean that my love was fake? Would thing be the same had I been living in the house next to Abhaas?”
                              Nothing and I mean nothing can take Tara away from me. Forget a neighboring house even if she was living in the same house as Abhaas, I wouldn't let him be with her. I replied, 
                              “All I'm saying is that you are walking with hopes that are never becoming a reality. You are walking the path of a lonely road. Look around, there's this whole world lit up just for you, forget the road, it isn't made for you, look at the world, it is all yours.” 
                              I tried to reason with her. I wanted to scream my love for her, but her condition was preventing me from being the lovesick maniac that I was. I feel selfish. Just because I love her doesn't mean she does too. I can't force her into this, nobody can be forced to love. I will see her happy away from me than sad while living with me. 
                              But I love her!! I loooove her. I don't know how long I can hold back. I can't, I can't wait anymore, but I can't risk hurting her and lose the one chance I may have. Shit what's happening with me! I'm going to be buried with this confusion. I can't live like this, I can't.
                              She said,
“Maybe you are right, Abhaas isn't my path to take, but I've never felt for any guy what I feel with Abhaas around. What do I do of that? Which other guy in this world is going to like me? Will anyone ever understand my longing for him and still accept me? Will they teach me how to love them and love myself too? I already detest my whole being for this idiotic obsession, and still all I do is love Abhaas. I'm such a pushover! Myra used me according to her whims and left me alone to face the heat of our mistakes. On top of that, with the madness that I'm in, I don't think I'll even find love.”
                                      
                                   
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Forever: The phone call | Part 2 | Complete
Teen FictionPart two of the forever series. Read part one Forever: The Cream sweater, in order to understand what's going on in this book. Ahana has embarked on her college life. With so many new people around, she's still alone sometimes. Love is far away from...
 
                                               
                                                  