My mother thinks I need therapy. I can't believe this. I just can't.

You know what mom? If I need therapy then so do you! You know why? Because surely I ....I..I..

I am being immature about this. I know, I am. I can't help it! I will improve. I will take a damn shower.

"If this is about a shower, I will take it." I shouted.

She sighed. Yes I know, I am being stupid but then so is she! Ri..right?

"Nea, let him help you."

"He is going to help me take a shower?" Actually I have no problem with that.

She made a face.

I made a face.

She made another face.

I made another face.

She gave up and went away. Before letting me know, I have my first session with him, tomorrow morning.
I decided to google him, to see if anything turns up.
Turns out he is quite well-known. He has actually won many awards and accolades. Why was someone like him coming to my door step to help me?
I should be so thankful. Right? Wait. NO! No way, am I going to be thankful. I am upset. I am ... grieving. That does not mean, I am a nutcase! Aryan is the nutcase. Fine, Aryan, I get it. You love someone else. Alright. But why did you have to kiss her in my party? In front of everyone! What I really don't understand is...

Is that no one falls in love in a day. So this was going on for quite some time. Clearly, they were both descete about it, so how come that day there was a very evident public display of affection? Right there in my party? What the hell was really going on? I want to find out, but not yet.

I decided to finally face what I have been dreading. My cell phone.

Geez, it feels like I died or something. Okay, not funny.

There are 500 unread smses, 700 whatsapp messages and lets not go the missed call department. I just, what do I say to all these people? I know what they are going to say, that they are sorry and....what not. But thats not going to help me.

50 missed calls from Manvi. God, I hate this name. But thats not really the surprising part, there are actually three missed calls from Nicki. God, she never calls me. If she has to speak to me then it is her secretary that calls me. But, never her. What the hell does she want now? Mock me? I know she is evil. She is no less than Medusa. But hello Nicki, don't you think this is enough?

In the evening, I tell mom about it. "Call her back." she says. Easier said than done, mother.

"With all due respect mom, are you crazy?" I said all dramatically. "Oh my god Nea, I swear these days you are no less than a soap opera star." My mom said looking bored.

I gave up arguing with her. Even if tomorrow, apocalypse occurs, I will not call Nicki, the wife of Satan.

5 minutes later.

*Glamorous by Fergie plays as caller tune*

Curiosity ate the better half of me, and I decided to call her. Whats the harm in a call?

"Hello Nea." She said in her perfect voice. I am sure, most men find it seductive.

"Hi." One word is enough. She deserves that.

"umm..." she seemed to be thinking which deathly insult to come up with first. "How are you, Nea?"

Okay, so either Medusa just asked me about my well being or hell just froze. I am pretty sure, the latter is true. Because this is just IMPOSSIBLE.

Oh god, mom is right, I am no less than a soap opera star.

"Fine, just get it over with, Nicki. Why did you call?"

"I am really sorry for what happened and I found out you were fired." Yes, hell has frozen! She is really sorry for what happened? Nicki has feelings?

"Thanks, I am doing well though." Although I don't really remember the last time I let water run through my skin, or the last time I got some outside air, or the last time I was happy. But she didn't have to know that.

"Look I know, I wasn't always nice....." It looked like she had trouble getting these words out. It was her form of apology. I softened a bit.

"Its okay." I said.

"Thanks Nea...Listen, I know how you feel. I have been here, believe it or not, but in my world, betrayal is part of everyday life." She sounded sad.

"Ummm...thank you..?"

"Yes and I just wanted you to know that, even though I have been here several times, but I haven't handled the situation, the betrayal, as well as you did. What you did at the party was pretty rad."

I started laughing. "Are you being sarcastic?"

"No." Her tone was annoyed. Damn, Medusa was serious.

"We should talk. I really want to help you Nea. I believe you are staying with your mom?"

"Yes."

"See you tomorrow evening. Is that okay?" I was surprised. But weird enough, it seemed like a good idea to me.

"Sounds good."

"And Nea?"

"Yes?"

"Raven called."

Just when she took this name, it felt like time stopped. Suddenly all thoughts came to an abrupt end and all I could remember was his face.....

"Nea you okay?" Oh I was back to earth.

"Yeah mom."

"Where were you?"

"Nothing, I called Nicki back. She is coming over tomorrow evening."

She looked happy and went away. I don't know where and I don't remember because then I just dozed off.

It was a beautiful day. My lavender top and white skirt seemed perfectly in sync with the beautiful summer morning. Light breeze made my long black wavy hair dance in the direction of the air. Looking for him for the past ten minutes, I finally saw him. Sitting on a bench in the midst of merry children and couples, he saw me and gave me a big smile. My heart seemed to have stopped beating as soon as I caught that smile. It had the power to make me forget how to breathe.
He stood up as I came over and immedaitely took me in his arms. His dark skin and my fair skin looked in contrast as we touched. Incomprehendable sensations passed through me as he held my face and gave me a deep kiss and I found myself kissing him back.
"I missed you." I said when we stopped to breathe.
"You don't know how much I missed you, Nea." He said giving me a hug. I felt so safe, so warm. If only I could stay here forever.
"When do you have to leave?" I asked. A sudden ache passed through me knowing he will be leaving soon.
"Tomorrow, baby."
I didnt say anything. I did not want to cry in front of him and nor did I want to ruin the mood. I kept my smile on.
"I love you, forever, Nea. I promise to be back soon."
Those words lessened the ache I had but worry took over.
"I don't think we will work through it . You will be in London, I will be in India..."
He cut me off with a sad look.
"I thought you had more trust than this."
He was upset. I let the worries go. I trust him. He won't leave me.
"I love you, Raven."

Suddenly I woke up feeling cold and wet. Hey what the hell? Water? My hair was dripping wet and then I saw him.
"Wakey Wakey Nea. I am Dr. Amit Mehra." He said while displaying a gigantic smile of his mischievious face.
"What the hell are you doing in my bedroom?"
"We have a session in ten minutes. And whats that smell?"

"Leave! What kind of a doctor are you?"
"A different kind." He said happily.
Suddenly his smile disappeared.
"Are those tears?" He asked.

I did not reply.
"Did you have a nightmare?"
"No...it..was..a..good..dream."
"Then why are you upset?"
"It was more like a memory."
"Can I know?" He asked giving me a genuine smile.

"No." I said.

"Okay. Go have your bath and see me downstairs." He said while he threw a pillow ON MY FACE and left.
Wait what? Wasnt he suppose to urge me to tell him that and then like any normal doctor he had to hand me over anti anxiety pills or same lame advice and quotes from great men and women?
He looked like he didn't care.
What kind of a psychologist doesn't care about their patient?
WHAT AN ANNOYING MAN.

Wow, the water feels amazing as it runs through my bare skin. Annoying or not, I wasn't going to embarrass myself further in front of a good looking man.
Suddenly, again that face pops in my head.
Its been five years since I last thought of him. It was not until Nicki told me he called that I actually thought about him.

Then why did you wake up with tears over a memory over him? Asked a small voice in my head.

I really don't know. I pushed him to the back of my head as I always have and got dressed and headed downstairs.

I have to deal with this weird doctor first and then Nicki. Today is going to be an interesting day.