Be My Forever

I Know Where I Stand

Benedict's POV:

"SAM! SAAAM!!" Payal yelled.

"Why the hell are you shouting? I'm not deaf, not yet!" Sam came furiously and shouted at her friend.

"You didn't tell him?" Payal questioned her.

"Didn't tell him what?" she snapped her.

"Didn't you..." Payal started again but I cut her off.

"Sam, are you leaving to India?" My voice sounded like its gonna break down any second now. But somehow I  managed to ask her.

"Yeah, I am!" She squealed.

"And you didn't tell me that?"

"Ah, not a big deal Ben" the cooker whistled and she went to check on it.

I can't stay here any longer.

All the thoughts began to weigh my heart. I stood up to leave.

"You're leaving, so soon?" Payal asked me with a smug look or so I thought.

"I...I gotta go" I went to grab my jacket.

"Sam, Benedict is leaving" Payal yelled again.

"Hey! Where you going? I cooked for you too!" Sam looked puzzled.

"I got this...thing.." I felt like going and hugging her tight, asking her not to leave me. Her looks were...God! How am I going to get over her.

"I got a date. Bye" I replied curtly and exited the flat.

I drove far away. I wanted to go somewhere where I could feel normal again, where I could rewind all this. I want to go back in time. Like, I haven't met someone like Samantha. My vision became blurry...blurry?? Good god, Am I crying? Isn't it funny that I never really had her and yet the reality of losing her is making me all sad.

What the hell have you done to me Sam?

They say love is born with a smile, grows with a kiss and die with a tear. My love is little different — Somewhere between all those late night chats and teasing each other I fell in love with her. But my love didn't grow. It withered the next moment it bloomed. That's because I'm unfortunate I guess.

I don't care about this love thing anymore. Because, it never really happened with her. But, what happened to the friendship? Was there ever a moment where she considered me as a friend? I thought that I was her best friend, but I never really was. If I were her best friend she would have told me that she's leaving. She would have felt the same pain of missing a friend. But she was totally excited about leaving London. She had no hard feelings.

'You are just a passing cloud, an insignificant person to her; some random bloke that she met during her stay in London. Nothing more. You're not even lucky enough to be her friend' my conscious was smirking at me.

Somehow I reached my flat. I helped myself with a glass of whiskey. Drink is a good thing: if you're happy, get drunk you'll feel like flying. If your sad, you'll help yourself to forget the reason for your sadness. I decided to get drunk that afternoon. Maybe if I stay high, I would forget all about her.

Samantha's POV:

"He got a..what?" I questioned Payal. I'm not sure what I heard was right.

"He said he's going on a date. Guess your deaf now!" She rolled her eyes.

"But he didn't tell me that he's seeing someone!" I was getting angry, I don't know why.

"Should he tell you all the shit that's happening in his life?"

"Of course, he should!  That's what we do, right? That's what friends do Payal. I was there for that bastard when he needed a friend but, now...he didn't tell me that he's seeing someone. I thought we were friends..."