Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, events and locales are either a product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to any event and/or person living and/or dead is purely coincidental. We do not intend on offending any race, religion or community.
”Vivan asked me for lunch today,” said Diya as Nisha and she walked downstairs.
”Lovely,” said Nisha feeling happy for them,” I hope that it all turns out well.”
”Will you be all right by yourself?” said Diya looking at her.
”I have company,” said Nisha feeling a little upset.
”Company?” asked Diya.
”Yes,” said Nisha,” I recently met some new people and………thats it.”
”Why arent you eating properly?” asked Ahan as he saw that Nisha was having nothing other than the soup.
”I just dont feel too well,” she said,” I guess I should have a light lunch.”
”What do you say about a long drive this afternoon? Fresh air will make you feel a lot better.”
”I dont think so,” she said having her soup,” I need some rest.”
”Please do come,” he said with a cute smile,” you are so going to love it.”
”Why is he insisting?” thought Nisha,” I dont feel like going at all.”
”All right,” she said,” I shall come.”
”I dont like to have soup,” said Diya as she saw Vivan pouring her the thick ugly looking soup.
”This soup,” said Vivan,” is really good for these cold days. And besides, it helps relieve the symptoms of anxiety.”
”I will have it then,” she said picking up her spoon,” by the way, how was your day?”
”I had a talk with Dad today. It was pleasant. Although he isnt really happy with what I am doing, we didnt have any heated arguments. We spoke about the weather, his health and our family. It was lovely. And the credit goes to you.”
”I am glad that you made the effort.”
”Well Diya,” said Vivan drinking some water,” I wanted to ask you something.”
”What is it?” she asked feeling surprised.
”Your past relationship,” he said,” I know that there are many more things that we both dont know about each other but…………..I have a feeling that we should talk about this first.”
”You are right,” she said putting her spoon down.
”I had just joined my job in the bank,” she began,” it was all really good. The people there were quite all right and I was working really hard. But then it all went downhill.”
”And it started with him?”
”No, not exactly. I was already having a hard time at my job because of the workload as the staff was pretty less. He came in as my saviour.
You know, he had this amazing charm that would light up my mornings. And he smiled so often that it made me realise how beautiful life is. And……….It was all so good.”
”What happened then?” asked Vivan who was in no mood to listen to each and every detail.
”I came to know,” said Diya with a soft smile” of him being a vampire.”
”Now,” said Vivan,” are you trying to make me laugh?”
”I would love to,” said Diya,” but thats the truth. In studies, they have this term called energy vampires for those people who have an extreme lack of compassion.
He had this strong negative intuition and would always get to know about my weaknesses. His lack of compassion made him suffer the most. Besides that, he was highly manipulative and a control freak.
He would often tell me stories about him being bullied in school. Most of them were lies. He portrayed himself as a victim who needed love and support. But…………………
Almost an year later, I began to see his real side. By cooking up these false stories, he always got away when I needed his help saying that he was too scared to face it. He tricked me into accompanying him to long trips even on days I wasnt well.
And then one fine day, he hit me really hard and convinced me to believe that it was because my words had triggered his past wounds. Sadly, it wasnt the only time. It happened again and that time I decided that I was done with this.
And what was even worse was that, he would show up with cards and flowers apologising for his behaviour but I could clearly see his game now.”
”Why didnt you tell me this last night?”
”Because,” she said leaning back on her chair,” I felt we shouldnt talk about the past.”
”Sharing your pain strengthens all bonds,” he said holding her hand,” so thats why you have trust issues?”
”Yes,” she said looking away from him,” and thats why I think that we should focus on……………….”
”Building a strong foundation for our relationship,” he said thus completing her sentence.