Bound To Love

Avni

Chapter 27 - "Kiss Of Hatred"

I didn't know what had gotten into me when I saw him standing at the stage and I didn't know what happened to me when I saw his eyes fixed on me. It was unusual. My mind recollected all that happened six years ago.

Unknown to me, my eyes had started crying. It was the second time that I experienced disbelief once when he left and now when he came back. 

My lips quivered as my eyes shed some hot tears, something in my stomach coiling. Heart picked up a faster rhythm. Brain stopped functioning. Time stood still. I shivered as I realized that I was indeed being looked at by the man who betrayed me six years ago. 

'Why did he come back?' was the only question roaming around me. In disbelief, I, unintentionally, started saying his name, as if making sure he was there. Of course, it didn't help. Thankfully, the shooting was on break and so not everyone was around us.

I didn't know I was shivering so bad until I felt a warm hand clasping my little ones. At an instant, I froze. The only part of mine that moved was my neck. I turned towards him. Eyes met and the whole world came crashing down. 

I didn't know what to do. There was that something in his eyes that alarmed me for a moment. It was pain? That sounded like a question. I bit the corner of my lip, the shivers in me settled by now. 

He forwarded his hands towards my face. I closed my eyes, albeit painfully. His hand touched my eye, rubbing the wetness away as I finally believed in the fact, the truth that he was actually beside me.

"Forget me" my mind replayed. "I've never loved you. Neither will I ever."  I could hear him saying that.

Something in me changed. The broken pieces of my heart started piercing. I started bleeding, invisibly. 

"Avni-" I heard him whisper. 

"It was all just a game, like with those many girls. I am telling you because somewhere, you considered me your friend." His voice echoed again. 

I freed my hand from his grip with a low gasp escaping my lips. Getting up, I spared a last glance at him, my mind trapping me in everything that happened during my college life. I ran away. I didn't know where was I heading to, but I ran with all my might. 

Stumbling onto a wooden door, I breathed, crying my heart out. It was the washroom corner with hardly any people around. I pushed open the door and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair were disheveled. My make up stayed the same though the eyes were a bit messed up.

My foolish heart took me back to him. 

He was the same. Absolutely same. His features were still those soft ones. His eyes with the curled lashes were still breathtaking. The bit of his grown up beard looked so cool and those lips of his that touched mine once were as irresistible as they were six years ago.

But I hated it all. Yes. I hate him. I do, with all my heart. 

Tears continued to flow out as my eyes reddened. I grasped my head in my hands, clutching my hair tight, as I tried to lessen my headache. 

I tried stopping the sobs that escaped my mouth every now and then but couldn't. I heard the door clicking open. My head shot up, meeting that painful pair of orbs again.

I rubbed my eyes harshly, calming my rapid heart beats. Without uttering a word, I stepped ahead to walk past him. He stood at the door. I waited for him to step aside so that I could go out, but he didn't. Instead he kept on looking at me. 

"Aside please." I murmured, as sternly as I could. It didn't affect him. "I said, be aside. I have to go out." I spoke, this time a bit louder.

Even then when didn't move an inch, I grabbed his arm and tried pushing him to a side but to my surprise, I found myself enclosed between the door and his arms. My heart entwined its sync with his beats, slowly melting me in his embrace.

I closed my eyes as he neared me, his hands kept on the door straight behind me. My chest heaved up and down in anticipation as I tried to keep myself stern. I was startled for a moment when I heard the sound of door knob being locked. I didn't open my eyes, the intensity didn't let me do that. 

Moments later, finding no progress, I opened my eyes, finding him moving closer, slowly. Something got into me and I couldn't control myself. I grasped his neck, angling it in a hurry before pushing my head forward to capture his lips.

It was rough, with all that I had been suffering for the past 6 years. He was obviously taken aback, but I didn't stop. I poured out every raw emotion into the kiss that blew my mind away, my lipstick smudging and my eyes still cascading hot tears. 

He pulled back, his eyes closed, his heart racing and his hands resting on my waist. I looked at his face, with all the love and all the hatred at the same time. Was it even possible?

"You've changed." I heard him say as he rested his forehead against mine. 

I shoved him away, as quick as I could. "Time changes everything." I said, rubbing my lips as violently as I could, trying to rub his feeling away while he looked at me flabbergasted. 

"Avni-" He tried nearing but I forwarded my hand, stopping him as I spoke, "Yes. I've changed. Credits to you." I paused, breathing heavily. 

"You might just be thinking that this is something I'd regret," I paused again, signalling towards the moment that we just shared. "No. I won't regret this ever. In fact I regret those little kisses that you gave me when you confessed the planned, made up, fake love of yours. But this-" I stopped midway, as I walked towards him, grabbing his collar, "-this was the kiss of hatred. Hatred that I feel for you. I expressed it through this kiss. I shall never regret this. Never!" I shouted as he remained motionless. Leaving his collar, I walked out of the washroom. 

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