Remember Me

Chapter 4 - The worst things in life come free to us.

We reached the coffee shop.

I parked my baby near the shop. We went in, grabbed our seats.

Rita said, "Buzz buzz! Wassup? What're you thinkin so much bou?!"

I started, "I was thinkin that.."

She cut me in between and said, "We should move in together."

She hold my hand, "Yeah, It's been a long time we've have been together. It's the perfect time now."

I cursed myself, she just went too far. I constrained my hand from her's and stood up, "I'll get sumthin fo us"

"Fuck fuck fuck! This is not good."

"Focus!"

I ordered us coffee and went back to my table

"Ok now tell me whats wrong. You are actin stupid from so long", she said.

I said, "You know I love you right?"

"What is it Roney?"

"I lied."

"I don't love you", I said

She was startled but calm, "What are you talkin bou?"

"It's no good....this relationship....if I don't love you.", I said.

I added, "I don't have a job. And what I earn from the band is just from hand to mouth."

I thought of telling her the Europe thing, but it'd be no use if I don't love her.

I continued being serious, "You're perfect, you're beautiful and you don't have to adjust every time coz of me. Maybe I don't deserve you. And if I wanted to go somewhere, I would've been there by now. But am here. I know I've done wrong with you, a lot and am sorry but...."

"You and I, it ends here.", I said.

She stood.

I said, "Ok...s..slap me if you want."

She stared at me with her bad eye look for few seconds. And slapped me, literally very hard.

She hold the coffee cup, "Ua irish coffee!" and spurt it on my shirt.

And she left the shop cryin.

I deserved that shit.

I left the shop. It was dark by now. Even after cleaning the shirt I could still feel the smell of coffee.

I started my car, went home.

I sighed, "Am home!"

Switched on the dim lights. Went to my room to change.

I found her hair band on my bedroom floor. The only evidence that she had been here before. I tried not to miss her anymore.

Took a shower, wore a tee and shorts, went to the kitchen, grabbed two pints of beer from refrigerator, one for me and another for the other me.

As I set foot in the living room I saw the inner me sitting on the couch watching tv
In reality I was the one who left the tv on and there's no one on the couch

"Heyy!", I said standing at the other side of the room.

"Can I join?!"

"Yeah sure", he said.

I came by and sat on the couch, offered him the pint.

"Thanks...umm done with your passport work?!", he asked.

"Already", I said with a low sigh.

"Okhay!"

After a while, "broke up with her?", he asked.

"Yeah", I nodded and took a sip of beer.

The room became silent for few minutes.

I broke the silence, "Our last kiss.....it was perfect. Although I knew, I was nervous on the surface. I really did wrong with her. Now there's no chance that we'll work it out. But it's fine coz only she knows that I lied"

"She'll be happy without you Aarav, chill out", he said.

He stood up and went to the book shelf and picked up something. It was a box of cigarette with a sticker 'No More Cigarettes' on it.

"No...I ain't no smokin dat shit.", I said.

"Yeah?! Then why did you keep it till now. I doubt sometimes, are you gay?!" he teased me laughing.

"Yeah? an' you're a fukin' butthole", my reply to his reply.

He lit the cigarette and sat near me, then he threw the smoke on me.

"Not working", I grinned on his failure of confronting.

"Ok now you don't have to be pussy bou it", he gazed at me.

"Take that thing and light it."

"Fuck you", I said and took one. And I finally lit it.

"Salut! For the Europe tour and your freedom", he said raising the bottle

It was already late. I had to work on the music in the morning.

"I should go now, it's night already.", I said.

"You know, worst things in life come free to us, coz we're just under the upper hand. And we usually go mad for a couple grams. So try to be happy and work hard for tomorrow, he said.

"Yeah", I said smiling.

I stood up and left the living room.
I knew somewhere that I was alone and I talked to myself this whole time.

I saw my phone, it was Ted's msg. It said, D'cozta wants a new recruit for the band. He wants to add a new member. He msged me in the evening and I was reading it now.

I wondered, "It's my band and am the one who is never informed bou anything."

Getting a new band member is really a shit work.
No, it is!

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Hope you guys enjoyed the chap. I know I know it was boring, but it needed one. Sorry for updating it very late
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