We all know that a relationship is an equal collaboration between two people. The efforts are made by both sides and disagreements are common we had our first disagreement a few months after due to my loss of contact. I didn't call or text back for a few days as I was busy and found tiring to talk. I agree I was wrong, but that is how I am; many people around me know that. Still, after that, I made it a habit to talk at least once a day, even for 5 minutes. soon things went back to normal. we shared a lot of sweet moments. I became a part of his family. My family knew about him but he was not part of the family. My family knew about him but he was not a part of the family, Mom said there was something not right about him but still was okay with it as long as I was happy. I became close with both his parents and found that his father was not his father. his mother had an affair and he was a result of that affair but his father always loved and treated him like his own. Rohan however hated his father and always wanted to find a way to remind him that they are not related. A year passed like that, understanding each other.
I was young and dumb; I felt this relationship will be my last. I will get married and have a family. I was on cloud nine, thinking nothing will go wrong.
Rohan started to talk to his ex and hang out with her, I was okay with it and didn't think much about They had agreed to remain friends; I trusted him.
I remember I was on a family trip to Shimla that Dad had planned for my birthday, I got calls from my friends giving me birthday wishes, I was joyful but that didn't last long.
When I returned, I was informed about Rohan's rendezvous. I was devastated by the news, I at first didn't trust my friends thinking he would never. My complete trust in him mistook me, but after hearing the news, I was doubtful. So, I decided to visit him, I knew uncle and aunty wouldn't be there as they went to attend a wedding.
What I discovered there, shattered my heart. I didn't even realise when the tears started to run down my eyes
I saw clothes scattered from the drawing room downstairs, all along the stairs to Rohan's room. I had a feeling about What I would discover but I couldn't stop my advancing steps to his room. with teary eyes, I opened the door, to find him and his ex; naked, tangled in each other embrace, sleeping peacefully. Overwhelmed, I slowly closed the door and retraced my steps, walking out of the house with tears running down mine. I made seem like I never was there. It was hard because all I wanted to do was say,
'somebody said they saw you and the person you were kissing wasn't me but I would never ask you, I will just keep it to myself because I don't wanna know.
if you are playing me, keep it on the low because my heart can't take it anymore and if you are creeping around, please don't let it show'
I wished I asked him but all these words remain with me to this day. I was so drunk off his love, I just didn't want to lose all that we had, I was willing to play the fool. but still, I wanted to ask, that thought shattered when Aunty was diagnosed with cancer. I was heartbroken and knew I shouldn't have pretended to not know anything. I remember when he called to tell me the news. it was very late in the night and I was worried. I could hear the tears in his eyes when he said "Please come and get me "
Worried I ran over to his place, I had decided to break up but that decision crumbled when I saw him. His face was tear-stained and he smelled like alcohol, he looked so broken. I couldn't do anything except hug him. Then he told me about Aunty and her health. I was devastated at the news because I loved her too much, and she too loved me like her child. Aunty started her treatment and showed improvement, and so did our relationship. I never mentioned that day.
It was a stressful period because, at the time, I was preoccupied with my 12 boards, and found the whole ordeal, a crushing burden. But by the end, everything was good and I gave my paper in peace. soon everyone was waiting for the result. I got a good result, I wanted to go abroad but my parents thought I wasn't ready to live alone and that I go somewhere where they can't reach in less than a day, so that hope was crushed. second, I wanted to study forensic science which confused my parents and there isn't much scope for it. I was pushed to give NEET, which was logical as I was a PCB student. when I say pushed, I don't mean forced. all the decisions I made after the age of age 16 were all mine.
Still, I chose something completely different which was B.A. (Hons) in Psychology. I wanted to understand and help people, such a noble thought; now, I will say bullshit, go to heck, helping people when they screwed up my life!
When I started college, I was confused about not only my life but also my relationship. But I can say I made some good memories. I didn't go very far from home. I had wonderful roommates whom I am still friends with and contact on regular basis. We had a lot of fun but I had to come back home due to some issue with the college. I miss it but I never regretted my decision.
We started hanging out more to take care of Aunty. Everything went back to normal.
But why did I feel something was going to go wrong?