Head over Heels (ON HOLD)

Chapter.18

Rachel.
    
"No mom, we can't make it next weekend."

"Oh hun, I was about to call you. Actually we were planning about the same."

"Same? What do you mean mom?"

"We were planning to extend our beach house vacation for Christmas weekend. You know what darling? Neil and Amara along with their kids are planning to come down for Christmas." Squeals my happy mother on the other line.

Neil was my elder brother, happily settled in London along with his beautiful wife, Amara. Their two kids are just my life. David and Georgia. God, how I miss them.

"Great, mom! I will be there for sure."

"And what about him?"

Him...

Him! Sounds so distant.

"I don't know about him mom, but I will be there for sure mom."

"It would have been really good if he could make it."

"Bye mom. Catch you later."

I didn't tell my mom that we parted our ways even before we started our journey. A journey that we both weren't sure about. I knew that we both were taking things really fast. And even when my mind warned me to slow down I was the one to shunt it out and acted on my impulse. It has been ten days since we have been apart.

God! Ten freaking days.

I didn't know that when his car drove from my driveway, I collapsed and was crying on my knees. Until a strong shoulders came for rescue. I was so stupid that for a moment I thought it would be Remo's. But again, I was proven wrong. It was Savio's. For once and for all I was happy to see him in my life. I was just like a five-year old weeping in his bosom. It was he who took me inside and listened to all my pain. I am grateful for a friend like him in my life.

From then he has made sure to come and check on me, even when I assured him that I was okay. We watched movies together, played monopoly in which I abruptly fail as usual. One day he even brought Sam and Mia with him. I will be forever grateful to him for his kind gesture.

This all made me feel more guilty. In the pursuit of gaining Remo, I was in verge of losing my friends. God! I acted out like a wild little puppy lost in the world of falsehood. Even then my stupid heart used to silently wait for him to approach me. I used to peer into my phone silently praying for his message to pop up or him to magically turn up in the park or I was so stupid such that my heart even hoped that he would show up infront of my house. All these were wonderfully proven wrong by the passing of each hour, each minute and every second of the past ten days.

I was a fool. An idiot who thought that he was my cure. No! It was all flattery. My stupid brain was forced into such idiotic thinkings. The first few days felt as if sleep was something forlorn and mysterious. Sleep never even visited me once. I was tired, but whenever I closed my eyes to get some rest I was travelled to our time together.
His kiss, his touch, it was beginning to torture me like hell. I tried several times to remove these thoughts but they only returned back with full force.

Savio got so pissed when he saw me under the shower drenched from head to toe crying like a stupid toddler, that he said that he's going to stay with me for how ever long it is going to take for me to get back to my track in life.

Sometimes even I myself got pissed with this version of mine. The version so attached to Remo. So fragile that breathing felt difficult without his conpany. I wanted to be back in life. I wanted my life to be normal but it all seemed like a circle. No matter how fresh step I try to take it reminds me of Remo. Great!

"Rach! Lunch is ready. Come down." Savio calls from the kitchen.

I can't help but thank God for friends like him. When I make my way down I find Savio setting the table. When I take a close look on the dishes on the plate I am speechless.

"Chappathi and channa?"

"I saw that you were missing something Indian and was getting bored of my American cuisine. So..." Savio smiles shyly, rubbing his hand at the back of his head.

I can't contain myself and rush towards Savio to give him a big bear hug. But he stops me with his hand. When I look at him as if to ask why?

He tells,"I smell of spices. "

"Hell with the smell." I tell and hug him tightly.

"Jeez! You Indians do love spices, it feels as if I have just stepped out of a box full of spices." Savio chuckles.

To this I can't even hide my amusement and I laugh into his chest.

"Thanks for everything."

"Thank me later, after tasting my food." He winks at me.

We both sit at the table and begin with the food. When I delve into my food, I am lost in my world. I can't help the tears forming at the back of my eyes.
Savio helps himself with a burger.  When he sees me crying, worry is quick to take place in his handsome face.

"Wait. You didn't like it?" Fear clear in his voice.

This incident again reminds me of someone...but I quickly rub it off.

I get up from my seat and move towards Savio and this time instead of hugging him, I kiss his cheek. To tell that he was surprised would be an understatement. He was beyond startled and I could see something else dancing in his eyes.

"What?" I ask him.

"This is the first time in the long span of ten days that I am seeing my girl smiling that too a genuine smile."

"I don't know if I should thank my stars for having people life you in my life."

"If you are to tell thank you once again. I am damn sure that I will bang my head against the wall."

To this statement we two giggle just like the way we used to in our college days.

"Am I missing out something?" Interrupts another voice.

"How did you get inside Sam?"
I scream.

"Why? Was something cheesy happening inside?" Sam smirks.

Savio and I roll our eyes at her obnoxious statement.

"Where is Mia?" I ask.

"She's with her man, Mark organizing for today's beach house party. Mia is helping him out. We have to leave before the pary begins."

"I am not going anywhere." I tell both of them.

"What? Hell no." Screams a frustrated Sam. A frustrated Sam is as bad as hungry Sam.

"Are you planning to lock down yourself for the rest for your life? Just because that asshole of a man ditched you? No way on earth are going to sit here and heat your ass off, while Mark is going to propose to your best friend."

"What? Mark is going to propose Mia?"

Mark was a businessman, very handsome for his age, a divorcee. Mia had met Mark on her trip to Las Vegas last new year. Each one of us thought it to be some kind of a fling, but Mark went out of his league by relocating his business to San Francisco so he could be near his lady love. But I never thought that they would take their relationship so far.

"Yes. Mia has no clue about it either. Hence Mark wants us to help him in this matter, so that we can distract Mia for a while."

"Wow. I am more than happy for my girl." I literally jump up and down in my seat.

"So are we. So guys we need to get ready so that we can can reach there before five."

"What's the dress code?" A curious Savio remarks.

"It's a beach house party.......so obviously....." Sam seems to stammer unnecessarily and I get it.

"Bikini?"