Ain't Meant For LOVE..!

Determined Not To Get Fooled Again

Tasha’s P.O.V

I thought I would be sleeping peacefully in my bed but here I am inside this car with this jerk. I hate how my heart skipped its beat when I saw him at my apartment’s door, standing there looking all the more handsome and muscular in that tight fitting white t-shirt and freshly shaved face. Instantly, I became self conscious only for a while as sleep over powered my mind and I headed towards the sofa to sleep again.

I felt uncomfortable now, knowing there is someone else in my house and felt as if there was someone present just next to me. But could that be possible? To make sure I turned around to find that devilishly handsome face lowering towards my face.

What is he doing? Is he about to kiss me? Or is he going to push me down? Yeah, the second made more sense as it is obvious from his past records that I cannot enter that list.

Are you insane? Do you really want to be counted in his list? Hell no. Never!

I won’t lie, I felt he was about to kiss me and a little part of me was nervous and happy altogether but then my eyes fell on his hands which were making way towards my head and my... waist?? And that’s when my brain brought all the possible worst-case scenarios here and I pushed him screaming and running upstairs to my bedroom.

I pushed the door and lay on my bed keeping a hand over my chest trying to catch a breath. How dare he push himself on me? Argghhh how I wish I could have strangled him there. Huh, I should better get ready and get this night done with.

I rummaged through my closet and unconsciously selected a white and black dress making sure to appear modest and sexy at the same time. When I was done applying kohl, mascara and eyeliner, I pulled on the dress only to be stuck with the zip.

What the Heck? Now what??? I can’t go out like this and certainly cannot ask that person downstairs to help me.

I breathed in air and tried every possible way to zip that dress. I even tried a heck that I watched on YouTube to zip it but failed as I wasn’t able to get a hold of that string that I passed through the zip itself. Tired, I sat on the bed cursing and mumbling to self to buy clothes for outing rather than the professional ones. I stood up again for another try when I suddenly felt his presence behind me bringing some unknown feelings inside me, making me go stiff.

“Relax, I won’t bite. At least not tonight” he said close to my ear.

I started going forward creating distance between us and turned to look at him to make sure he was kidding.

He can’t. Can he? I mean he isn’t a dog or something, right? What if he still had that habit where children tend to bite someone during their fight? I scanned his face... No he doesn’t seem like that.

Looks can deceive. An inner voice reasoned out and I was shocked to this new theory that went in my head as he laughed. Holding my shoulders and turning me around, he stood closer to my back; than needed. My stomach had these weird feelings that seem to create a tsunami in there. When he pulled the zip upwards, I felt his thumb stroking my back as I felt a jolt of electricity pass through my body and a shiver ran down.

I got hold of myself as I took a deep breath to calm myself and put my hair back and straightened my dress. I looked in the mirror again and my eyes fell on his head going down towards my neck.

What is he still doing? I called out his name but he didn’t reply and I turned around to see what’s up with him when my jaw collided with his nose.

Aaahhhhh! Tears brimmed in my eye and I swear if this is the impact I received, he would have faced the worse pain then.

What does he have? I doubt it’s a nose. It can’t be. It’s more like a wall than a nose to cause such a pain and rubbing my jaw to ease the pain, I narrowed my eyes to figure out whether I really hit his nose or not,

 “What were you doing? You hit me.”

Giving me a ‘are you out of your mind’ look he said, “I hit you? I? It was you who hit me. Who asked you to turn when I was about to...-“

“What do you mean I hit you when clearly it was you? And wait... what were you about to do? Explain!” I cut him off as I crossed my hands over my chest scrutinising his actions.

He seemed lost in his own thoughts and I wondered what is with this guy? At one time he is all closer and the other he is distant and trust me its driving me crazy.

“Explain Mr. Williams. You surely cannot expect me to stand here whole night, can you?”

He cleared his throat and looked coldly towards me, “I want you outside in the next 5 mins.” and strutted out as I gaped at his retreating back.

There is seriously something wrong with this guy and now I am determined to find out his problem. I ruffled my hair and lowered my face bringing all the hair down and then jerking it up and running my hand through my hair giving it a side swept. Done! Grabbing my wedges and a jacket, I quickly ran down showing pure anger on my face.

As I reached the last step he swiftly reached me and grabbing my arms he let them slid down, caressing my skin till he hold my hands and I was dumfounded by his act.

He is bipolar. Just few minutes ago, he was giving me deadly glare and now he is all lovey-dovey. As I was about to say something, he kissed my hands and giving me a sweet smile that could melt anyone’s heart.

Note the word ‘Anyone’. Not mine as I was trying to figure out what is wrong with this guy. He started going ahead and halted after few steps, “Now if you have memorized my face well, shall we?” He smirked.

-‘ He is so full of himself’- I shook my head and went out with him to his car. As I was about to open the car door, he was a step ahead of me.

“You didn’t have to do that Mr. Williams I can do it.” I was touched, I mean it was a little gesture but none did that for me before and this was something new.

Ed has done that several times. My brain reminded me of him. Yeah and he too but I wasn’t expecting this from Damien.

“I know you are capable of that, but you are going on a DATE with ME and I take care of what is mine.” He seemed shocked to say what he did just now and quickly added, “All the women enjoyed it and thought you would like it too.”

How dare he compare me with other? I dunno why I felt angry or jealous? Nope. Not jealous. Why will I be jealous knowing that he does this to every women he dates and not just for me.

Feeling defeated I tried to give him an indifferent answer. “I am not like others Mr. Williams so don’t make assumptions. Anyways, thank you now can we get it done? I want to have a blissful sleep.” I shrugged as if it didn’t matter to me.

I could see him gripping the steering wheel hard in anger and thinking something as he pressed on the gas pedal. The corners of his lips quirked up and I admit I felt scared from that look. He was up to something and I should be cautious from now on.

-‘I couldn’t let you get away with your plans Mr. Jr. Williams. Wait till you realise I am different than others.’-

I am fed up proving myself unique. That’s why it gets to me when the guys treat me like any other girls they met. For god’s sake, I am not like others. I bet there are other girls who are going with the same situation.

Just because I am understanding and try to understand everything doesn’t mean I have failed to notice your indifference and your distance.

Flashback

“Hey sweetheart, can you get the dinner ready? I will be back after shower.” He said this grinning widely.

I felt odd seeing him like that but happy. As I prepared the table, he came in his vest and typing something in his phone, he sat on the chair.

I looked at him for full 7 minutes as all he did was type something in his phone and grinned like stupid. It was something new as I know he didn’t like chatting and here was... chatting?

“The food is getting cold, why don’t you put that cell aside for few minutes?” I couldn’t help suggesting as I was starving waiting for him to come after 15 days.

He still laughed and was engrossed in the cell phone which was very unlike him.

I nudged him, still no response.

I stared at the man who was always hungry as a caveman yet here he was only inches away from meals and still the plate was untouched.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I started feeding him and in between ate some. I was still thinking what has got his attention, “What’s so interesting?”

He spared a look at me, “Oh nothing. I installed w******p and just having chat with my office staff.”

What? Okay, good he is on w******p, we could reach each other easily now but that’s weird he didn’t install it when I asked him to.

Maybe now he realized it was easier to be on w******p to get work done.

Yeah maybe, it’s possible. I took a glance in his cell phone and saw him chatting with a female colleague. In his ‘Office Chat’ it was only her he was talking to and it clearly seemed he was pestering her as the woman was ignoring him.

I ignored it although I was a bit hurt. Then the very same night, we cuddled to sleep but he wasn’t letting me to. I tried snuggling again only to be pushed back to the original state. So, I carried my next plan, I tickled him and he laughed. I sat upon him and the thing was contagious as I laughed seeing him, but I kept tickling him. His next words stopped me mid-air as I slid off him and lay on my side of bed and cried myself to sleep.

“Stop it Jill”. These words kept running in my head along with the fact that the ease with which they came.

Jill was the same woman he was chatting with. It meant he was constantly thinking about her that’s the only reason at such an intimate moment her name rolled off his tongue.

I couldn’t help thinking all the negative things that started brewing in my little head.

He is loyal to you, he is your husband. He won’t cheat on you even though you live apart from each other for months. This was the last thought that came before I drifted in my sleep.

The next day was not helpful either. He was busy with his mom telling her about Jill. I did not miss noticing his happy face and eyes that hold true admiration. From their talk I realized she was his Boss’ daughter and his mother seemed to smirk at me. I knew, she would be upto something now.

The whole day went like this. “Jill this, Jill that...” I was frustrated by night with his rambling mouth which knew only of this Jill.

God Dammit! I am your wife, and I have waited for you each and every day only to witness you being smitten by another woman.

The next day he left again for his work. Only then I realized my true place in his life. He talked to his mom at 8 PM every day and never had a chance to say hello to me.

Even though he was online, he seemed too busy to reply. I slept crying and waking up to his message “You should have realized it by now, I am too busy. Sorry sweetheart. I will definitely call you tomorrow.”

And that tomorrow never came.

FLASHBACK ENDED

I was hurt and I was determined not to let anyone play with my feelings anymore and never face the humiliations like before.