Dev and Trisha

The rage and the kiss

Tell me the address we'll hail a taxi"
" I suck with routes but I can go home via the metro near the cafe"

" We have to go all the way back and then from there to your place" he exhaled thinking of the time it would take

Dev was sitting on the sofa waiting for Trisha like an idiot.It was 12. A.M, with every passing minute anger built up with the worrying he had, he again went to to the balcony to take a puff, looking at the calm sky , he looked down the road . He wanted Trisha to appear miraculously and his wish came true, Trisha was crossing the road with the Frenchie he didn't like. She waved him goodbye but he pulled her and gave her a light hug, though Trisha didn't hug him back she patted his back and let him go. Watching her calmly hug a man and come back home like it was nothing added to the anger and made him furious, he threw the cigarette on the floor and crushed it hard. He was waiting for her to enter, he was ready to pounce on her any moment she enters.
Trisha stood infront of the door taking a deep breath, she mentally told herself to express her feelings, she opened the door to find Dev standing near the french window with his hands on hips . He looked like the mother that was ready to rip down the child who was late to home, his face was angry but his eyes were filled with concern and he looked very tired. She closed the door and removed her shoes

" Where have you been, couldn't you answer my call" he questioned her not raising his voice , trying to control his anger
" Out with a friend, phone was on silent"
" Couldn't you effing call , I was worried"
" Ouh can an insensitive man like you even get worried" her sarcastic tone was hard and she immediately regretted saying that, Trisha you're hear to tell what you feel and not fight she reminded herself and she walked to the balcony to close the door
" Do you think you can do whatever you think" his tone was filled with anger and he was gritting his jaw
"Yes" she screamed back as he provoked the anger in her too and that was the last straw of patience he tried to have , he moved closer to her and held her shoulder
" Do you know the amount of tension I had because of you"

" I don't want to know and I don't care" she spewed out the words , Dev got really bothered by her rude words and something came over him, the anger and worrying of her absence, the frustration of not kissing her and the jealousy of seeing her with the french boy , all of it did something to him and he lost his self ,he raised his hand to hurt her but he knew he was so wrong to hit her , he punched his hand on the glass door beside her , hurting himself. Trisha was scared by what Dev was turning into and she closed her eyes as he raised his hand but as his hand hit the glass beside her ,she realised how he had vented his anger but she was still pissed that he had raised his hand. "Every time you make me wonder that you cannot stoop more low. I am not your f*cking wife for you to hit me and even if I was you cannot hit a woman, do you understand! " she yelled again and ran to the room and locked herself. Trisha was angry , frightened and disappointed once again by Dev. This man will never understand me she thought lying on the bed as tears flowed . She closed her eyes tight to stop the tears and that's when she realised Dev had hurt himself in taking out his anger, he's probably bleeding now she thought and unlocked the door , she hurried to the hall to find him sitting in the balcony with his bloody hand , looking out .The anger in her instantly vanished and she immediately went to his aid

"Dev you are bleeding"

" This insensitive man is insensitive to pain too" her replied not looking at her but outside

" Dev are you crazy, let me help you"
She pulled his hands to see the wound on his knuckles, there was a glass piece stuck in it. Trisha immediately went to get the nail tongs and the first aid kit . She carefully pulled out the glass piece and checked for any other piece , then she cleaned the wound with the antiseptic and checked for blood . She was sure that the blood has started clotting and not heavily flowing out she applied the ointment and and then bandaged his hand , all the while Dev refused to even look at her, A concerned Trisha who always doesn't show what she feels pulled his face towards her and looked into his eyes
" It's over, youre fine now" she assured. Dev once again realised how he's been an idiot but again she had come to him and helped him out of concern. Her eyes were red from crying and even now there was a dried tear drop in her face, she was crying because of him and she was crying because he got hurt ,he realised that
" Trisha" he called out her name softly, he touched her cheeks with his cold hands, he moved closer to her and rested his forehead over hers. Dev was this guy who could never say sorry, this was his way of saying sorry, Trisha understood his gesture and she held his cheeks as she pulled him closer, they both closed their eyes , Trisha didn't move closer but waited for him to kiss her, to make the move and prove it to her that he loves her,she really needed this gesture to heal all the pain in her .Dev's strong resolve broke and he understood what she wanted, he only wanted to kiss her back for every tear she had shed for him.He held her face with both his hands and touched her soft lips with his. Trisha responded to his soft kiss , she felt delicate in his hands as they slowly kissed.The conflicting thoughts in Dev's mind made him pull away again , he inhaled deeply and said
" Trisha please don't make this hard for me" he moved further away from her

Dev is a commitment phobe! But still our Trish loves him and will make him commit. So how did you like the chapter please please vote and comment :)