She sat there at the Cafe, at her usual spot, reading her book while absent-mindedly sliding her fingers on the rim of the cup as she read. She was mad. Mad would actually do little to what she felt the previous day, this was what she needed, a little "Me time". She knew reading would do good and keep her from torturing herself to thoughts of him.
She turned the next page and sipped her Cuppa when she heard her phone buzz and didn't even have to see it to know who it was. She ignored the ringtone on her phone and continued reading taking a deep breath. This happened for a while, her phone rang like 8 times and she didn't bother to pick it up. After what seemed like a while she just looked up and set a bookmark on the page and closed it. She saw outside, it was late afternoon, it was a Sunday. She turned and ordered for one more cuppa when she heard a voice say "Regular for me too". It was him, he raised a rather concerned brow up and sank into the chair opposite her while she angrily pulled her book up and started reading again. He stretched across the table and pulled the book off and said "Hey" she didn't reply. She looked at her phone and scrolled along when he added "I sort of called you like 20 times and left you a lot of messages in the last hour". Again! No reply. He got impatient, he could not bear her silence, he wasn't used to her being that "Detached" with him, it stung him. "Look I'm sorry. Please?" he hoped she would as much as at least look at him this time but all she did was called her friend on phone "hey Rish, are you free, lets go out....." while she said this he snapped "I am here, in front of you, please don't ignore me" he bleakly protested. This was it. She could not bear him like this. She had never liked to see him upset, never because of her "Rish, I'll call you in a bit, Bye babe." she said and looked at him.
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He was trying, she knew. He sipped his coffee in silence while she had hers feeling .. guilt? Why? What the hell? He stood her up yesterday, didn't have the courtesy to call or even inform her, she had taken a leave from work for him and she really was looking forward to spend time with him. He stood up and offered his hand "Right now, let's go, I am sorry, I want to make up for yesterday. I know I am not easy to be with .. but please, don't ignore me like this. I can do without anyone but.. you are .." he searched for words "please just come with me now" was all he said. She stood up not looking at him and cleared the cheque picking up her bag and out the cafe leaving his hand hanging in the air. He shook his head as she left and when he reached his car he saw her .. standing beside the car.. stomping her foot not looking at him. He couldn't help smile and throw his hands around her pulling her to him squeezing her. She couldn't be more angry at him than she was right then and he couldn't be more relieved than he was now. She didn't hug him back, but didn't mind him hugging her none-the-less. He smiled and pulled her cheek when he was done as they both sat in the car. "Assuming you're mad, because you refused my one-of-a-kind hug, I think I'll do the talking." he said rather Chirpy.
He looked at her hoping she'd smile but she didn't and after a while of driving he pulled over at one of the low lane bridges, empty for a sunday he thought. He got out and opened her door offering her a hand, she got out leaving his hand hanging again. He shook his head hurt again, he wanted her to talk to him. She hadn't text or called him in 2 days. He wanted her to be her chirpy, weird and crazy self with him. It was hard to believe he actually missed her chatter.. but mostly he missed her smile. She propped herself on his car's Bonnet while he stood in front of her. A stray lock of hair flew across her face while she looked at the sun set. He ached to pull that stray hair off her face and tuck it behind her ear, but he didn't want her to get mad.
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"How was your day" she said plainly. "What? Me?" he replied rather surprised "Oh no, I meant the wind, how was your day dear wind. I was actually being poetic with the wind." she rolled her eyes. He laughed in relief and said "It just started, right now. With you." now smiling his angelic smile. She wanted to kill him, she really did hate his smile sometimes, he made her head go calm with that good-for-nothing annoying angel smile of his. "Demon" she said. "what?" he confirmed. "Nothing" she said. He had enough of it, he pulled the stray hair of hers and tucked it behind her ear gently, gentle enough to make her look at him. He smiled and cupped her face in both his hands and brought his face close to her. She wasn't sure what was going on but she was too dazed to react. He cupped her face and gently kissed her forehead. She felt her heart go humming-bird and a smile escape her lips. He slowly looked down at her and reflected her smile with his.
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"She threw her arms around his tall waist as that was all she could reach and hugged him awkwardly "It's ok, I should've known.. it's you we're talking about" she said shaking her head. He pulled away and sat down on the bonnet beside her and said "June" he murmured. She got alarmed at that. JUNE, his on and off Girlfriend. "WHAT?" she said rather rudely. "She came over my place last evening and .. " he left his words hanging for her to figure. "So you ditch our plans for your ex.. I mean your girlfriend.. Whatever the hell she is to you" she spat "Right, why not, because obviously she is the epitome of significance in your life." She got down from the bonnet and he shut his eyes shaking his head as she did. "Baby, she.." he said before he got cut "You know what, let's go, drop me home. NOW" she said angrily as she sat in the car. He got in and scanned her angry features. He put his hand on hers firmly making sure she wouldn't shrug it and said "I am sorry. I couldn't think.." he said "You know she hates me right? YOU KNOW that don't you?" she cut him again.
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She turned the next page and sipped her Cuppa when she heard her phone buzz and didn't even have to see it to know who it was. She ignored the ringtone on her phone and continued reading taking a deep breath. This happened for a while, her phone rang like 8 times and she didn't bother to pick it up. After what seemed like a while she just looked up and set a bookmark on the page and closed it. She saw outside, it was late afternoon, it was a Sunday. She turned and ordered for one more cuppa when she heard a voice say "Regular for me too". It was him, he raised a rather concerned brow up and sank into the chair opposite her while she angrily pulled her book up and started reading again. He stretched across the table and pulled the book off and said "Hey" she didn't reply. She looked at her phone and scrolled along when he added "I sort of called you like 20 times and left you a lot of messages in the last hour". Again! No reply. He got impatient, he could not bear her silence, he wasn't used to her being that "Detached" with him, it stung him. "Look I'm sorry. Please?" he hoped she would as much as at least look at him this time but all she did was called her friend on phone "hey Rish, are you free, lets go out....." while she said this he snapped "I am here, in front of you, please don't ignore me" he bleakly protested. This was it. She could not bear him like this. She had never liked to see him upset, never because of her "Rish, I'll call you in a bit, Bye babe." she said and looked at him.
He was looking at her. The eyes of someone who really meant their words when they said it, he had meant his apology. She tossed her hair out of her bun and started at him "Its ok". He knew what she actually meant was "Screw you" but he passed her cuppa towards her and stretched his hand to her face, irritated; wanting to pull her cheek but she backed away.
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He was trying, she knew. He sipped his coffee in silence while she had hers feeling .. guilt? Why? What the hell? He stood her up yesterday, didn't have the courtesy to call or even inform her, she had taken a leave from work for him and she really was looking forward to spend time with him. He stood up and offered his hand "Right now, let's go, I am sorry, I want to make up for yesterday. I know I am not easy to be with .. but please, don't ignore me like this. I can do without anyone but.. you are .." he searched for words "please just come with me now" was all he said. She stood up not looking at him and cleared the cheque picking up her bag and out the cafe leaving his hand hanging in the air. He shook his head as she left and when he reached his car he saw her .. standing beside the car.. stomping her foot not looking at him. He couldn't help smile and throw his hands around her pulling her to him squeezing her. She couldn't be more angry at him than she was right then and he couldn't be more relieved than he was now. She didn't hug him back, but didn't mind him hugging her none-the-less. He smiled and pulled her cheek when he was done as they both sat in the car. "Assuming you're mad, because you refused my one-of-a-kind hug, I think I'll do the talking." he said rather Chirpy.
He looked at her hoping she'd smile but she didn't and after a while of driving he pulled over at one of the low lane bridges, empty for a sunday he thought. He got out and opened her door offering her a hand, she got out leaving his hand hanging again. He shook his head hurt again, he wanted her to talk to him. She hadn't text or called him in 2 days. He wanted her to be her chirpy, weird and crazy self with him. It was hard to believe he actually missed her chatter.. but mostly he missed her smile. She propped herself on his car's Bonnet while he stood in front of her. A stray lock of hair flew across her face while she looked at the sun set. He ached to pull that stray hair off her face and tuck it behind her ear, but he didn't want her to get mad.
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"How was your day" she said plainly. "What? Me?" he replied rather surprised "Oh no, I meant the wind, how was your day dear wind. I was actually being poetic with the wind." she rolled her eyes. He laughed in relief and said "It just started, right now. With you." now smiling his angelic smile. She wanted to kill him, she really did hate his smile sometimes, he made her head go calm with that good-for-nothing annoying angel smile of his. "Demon" she said. "what?" he confirmed. "Nothing" she said. He had enough of it, he pulled the stray hair of hers and tucked it behind her ear gently, gentle enough to make her look at him. He smiled and cupped her face in both his hands and brought his face close to her. She wasn't sure what was going on but she was too dazed to react. He cupped her face and gently kissed her forehead. She felt her heart go humming-bird and a smile escape her lips. He slowly looked down at her and reflected her smile with his.
"I am sorry baby, I didn't want to ditch you yesterday, hate me a little less please?" he said.
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"She threw her arms around his tall waist as that was all she could reach and hugged him awkwardly "It's ok, I should've known.. it's you we're talking about" she said shaking her head. He pulled away and sat down on the bonnet beside her and said "June" he murmured. She got alarmed at that. JUNE, his on and off Girlfriend. "WHAT?" she said rather rudely. "She came over my place last evening and .. " he left his words hanging for her to figure. "So you ditch our plans for your ex.. I mean your girlfriend.. Whatever the hell she is to you" she spat "Right, why not, because obviously she is the epitome of significance in your life." She got down from the bonnet and he shut his eyes shaking his head as she did. "Baby, she.." he said before he got cut "You know what, let's go, drop me home. NOW" she said angrily as she sat in the car. He got in and scanned her angry features. He put his hand on hers firmly making sure she wouldn't shrug it and said "I am sorry. I couldn't think.." he said "You know she hates me right? YOU KNOW that don't you?" she cut him again.
He took a deep breath and said "All I am saying is.. wait, why are you so mad at me? Because JUNE visited me? She is .. my girlfriend.. well you know what I mean. I have history with her" he snorted. She gave him a stink eye and said "FINE. DRIVE. Screw me then, blow your plans with your friend for someone who keeps hurting you with her tantrums. Thanks man, good job" she said.
He knew she cared, but just wanted this conversation to end "What do you want me to say Baby? Tell me and I will say it." he blurted. She got hurt at this and said softly "Just drive man, lets go, I don't think you need to be told shit, but next time, don't make plans with me, if you do then have the courtesy to cancel it instead of leaving me hanging, alright? That answer your question? Now home please.It's almost 7 PM now" she could feel her cheeks burn and a tear roll down her cheek which she wiped off immediately. He heard her speak and just drove rest of the way.. both silently looking away into the darkness. When they reached her apartment he wanted to hug her and apologise for being the way he was but as soon as they stopped the car she sprang out of the seat and shut his door and hasted to her apartment. All he did was look behind her as she did.. looking at how she could dismiss his situation, but he knew he was wrong. He always did this to her, made her wait, treated her as an option, didn't bother to tell her he cared. He was now thinking about it all, how he was such an idiot to treat her the way he did, she was such a good person, an honest friend. She loved him with no expectation but of friendship, but he always failed her. Every nerve in his body told him to step out and go after her and make the situation better and he was doing it when his phone rang cutting his thoughts into reality. It said "June Calling" he looked up and took and deep breath and looked at the vacant path leading to HER. She wouldn't understand he thought and received June's call "Hey babe, yeah.. Give me 10 minutes." he answered.
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He looked at her apartment up the 4th floor as her room's light lit up and whispered "If only you listen to me..." when his phone buzzed again. A text. "I'm sorry I yelled, I had no right. You take care xoxo" it said from her. He smiled vaguely and looked up at her apartment again, she was looking down at his car this time. She waved him goodbye, he felt a wave of emotions covering him as he waved her back and drove out. She did it again. How could she always manage to forgive him? Why did she? He was heading for June's but his head weaved around her thoughts as he did, wondering, arguing in his thoughts of what it was.
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