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Why did he call though ? Is he back? My attempt to push him at the back of my mind failed completely although I have been successful at this for the past five years. He hasn't called me ever since ..

"Lets start, shall we?" Says this hard incredibly sexy but at this time completely annoying voice. Dr. Amit Mehra. He just got back from the kitchen , after having a taste of my mom's cooking. He looks like he loved it. Nothing new, everyone is a fan of my mother's cooking.

I tried. I showered. I combed my hair into waves, I tried to put on make up and even wore a pretty yellow summer dress.
And I still look like a tractor ran over me.
He sat down on the couch beside me and gave me a huge smile. Why does he smile so much?

"So Nea, why did your fiance cheat on you?"

I looked at him with my mouth wide open.
This guy is supposed to be a psychologist. He is behaving like paparazzi.

He seemed to notice how shocked I was.
"Go ahead tell me." He ordered.

"And why would I do that?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Okay, suit yourself. So you write?"

What the hell is wrong with him? Of course I wasn't going to say anything about Aryan but I expected him to at least push me? A little?

"I got fired. So no."

"Whats that got to do with that?" He looked at me confused.

"Because now I can't."

"Of course you can. You mean, you wont."

"I won't be getting paid to be writing about fashion and beauty." I stated the obvious! Grow a brain, doc!.

"I did not ask what you did for a living. So you write only to earn. You are not passionate about it."

"Of course I am! It makes me who I am."

"Writing about fashion and beauty?"

"No, just writing in general." .

"I want you to do something."

"Yes?"

"Close your eyes and think about the last worst thing that happened to you."

"Arent you suppose to help me move on from those things?" I asked.

"Just do it."

I closed my eyes. The day came up. I was searching for Aryan..I saw them kissing. A sharp pain passed through me as I saw them kissing. They kissed so passionately. Something, I wanted for myself. At the moment what I thought was, will someone kiss me like that ever? Someone did.....
The memory of those lips hit me sharply. I could feel his kiss. I could feel his tongue in sync with mine. I felt him kissing my forehead, my cheecks and my neck. It all felt like it all happened yesterday.

As I opened my eyes, I realised they were now wet with tears. But I hadn't thought about the last worst thing that happened to me. And at the moment, I did not feel pain over being cheated as I expected to when Dr. Amit asked me to close my eyes and think about the last worst thing that happened to me.
I was confused.
Because memory wasn't of Aryan's at all.

Suddenly I felt like I was suffocating. The pain inside me increased to level 100, my head felt like it was going to explode..

"I need to get out!" I managed to say.
.
"No you need to get your thoughts out."

"Look, I appreciate your help but I can manage on my own." I headed towards the door but he blocked my way.

"Tell me everything and if your need to get out doesn't change by then, you will never see me again." He said.

He got me thinking at that. I blinked a few tears and sat down.

"I don't understand...." I began.

"I will help you understand."

"I felt a bit relieved."

"When?"

"When Manvi told me about her and my fiance being in love."

He seemed to think about it. Then he finally asked.

"Who were you thinking of just now? "

"My exboyfriend. Raven."

"Tell me more."

I began..

"I was 16, he was 19 when we first met. He had gotten into medical school in London. He had worked really hard for that. It was a scholarship programme and he had a interview scheduled in three months."

I saw Dr. Mehra's face. I had his full attention. So I continued.

"It was everything to him. His dream since he was a child. It was all he could talk about but somewhere in between, we connected. I connected to him. Like I had never been before."

I took a deep breathe. This was the first time I was speaking about him.

"I have always had attention from guys since an early age. But I couldn't feel connected to anyone. And then he happened to me. And since that day I lost control of myself and ironically became more myself."
"I told him everything. Worst of the days became good just by talking to him. He unlocked a side of me, I didn't know. He seemed to accept me just as I was. "

Dr Mehra looked at me sympathetically. He knew how painful it was for me to talk about him.

"Of course. That was me, thinking as a stupid teenager. There is no such thing as love and I have known that ever since then." I stated. Tears all gone and my tough exterior all up.

"What happened?" Dr. Mehra asked.

"I should have thought practically. His dream was to become a world renowned doctor. He can find women anywhere." I stated bitterly.

"We fought. Things got complicated. During his last days in India, we were fighting more often than usual. He realised I was a big distraction. "

"But we made up each time. Before leaving he told me he will be back for me."

And the dumb teenaged girl in love, that I was, thought it was true.

"He didn't, did he?" Dr Mehta asked.

"He did." I took a deep breathe again. Calm down heart.

Dr. Mehra looked confused.

"What about his interview? If he came back, why did you both break things off?" He asked.

But he noticed my face. I am sure I looked drained, pale and exhausted. These were memories I had locked up so that they wouldn't hurt me ever again. And suddenly I was opening them up all over again.

"I think this is it for today. We shall continue tomorrow morning."

I nodded.

He stood up and so did I.

To my surprise, suddenly I was enveloped in a pair of strong arms. He was giving me a hug.

It was comforting.

"I will see you tomorrow, Nea." He said. With that he left.

While I did not feel better but I felt light. Like I lifted a little weight off my shoulder.

It felt nice.

While he is annoyingly stubborn and weird, I couldn't help but smile because of him. I was excited, to see him tomorrow. And I became curious.

Can patients ask about their doctor's personal lives? Was he married?

When Nicki came over in the evening, I needed to cool off. I told her everything that happened with Dr. Mehta.
Well, I am a girl. Thats what we do.
And thats how we bond!

"I wonder if he's married." I said out loud.

She laughed.
"You totally like your doctor." She said.

"No way. I still find him annoying."

"Liar. Liar!" She giggled.

"He is a difficult person to deal with. Not my type." I stated.

"You never know Nea. You never know." She winked.

I sighed.

"Nea, you are an inspiration. I wish I had hit my ex boyfriend with like that. You totally whipped Aryan!"

"What the hell are you talking about? I lost my job because of this."

"You did not lose your job because of this."

"Then why did I? Did Mark tell you?"
"I cannot tell you. Mark said he will tell you himself."

I was confused. Mark fired me for unknown reasons and then decided to tell me why. Himself. What the hell?

"Anyway there is a good news." She stated excitedly.

What can be good at this time of my life?

"I want have my own magazine. Glamour. We already have the best team of writers, photographers and what not. All we need is an editor in chief."

I kept staring at her. I was flabbergasted.

"What..you..I...huh?"

"Welcome aboard Nea!"

I was so happy. In a long while, this had happened. We both went shopping and then to a club. I had a great time.

At night, I was about to go to bed when my phone rang.

Unknown number. At this time? It was late.

"Hello?"

"Hey Nea. So good to hear your voice."

"Raven?"

Oooo a cliffhanger! I am so sorry people! So what does Raven have to say after all these years huh? :/
And why did Nea and Raven breakup in the first place? :0
Oooo and Why did Mark fire Nea?? :0
Questions questions! But answers? Well I know but I wont tell you because I am evil ! ( bwahahaha)

A big hug to youuuu guys from this devil for reading this. Lots of love.

next chpt coming soon!

~Praxii~