Fair Trail

He was never the perfect guy for her. Her friends hated well with their heart. She was, another side, good looking, average height, and never had a hair out of place. A wide mark on the forehead, which she got in an accident in childhood, make her more attractive. She has a round shaped defined nose and a dimple in her left chick aimed to stand out in the crowd. For a twenty-one-year-old boy, she was the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world and he would love her fiercely till the end of the world.  

He was possessive. He smoked too much, he drunk too much and he loved her too much. He was beyond obsessive. The other guys, who know him, often called him schizophrenic.

She knew very well that he likes her. She admitted, with her friends that if she is with him, he can do anything for her, for the happiness and for the innocent smile. But she had decided to control the outcome of everything. He wanted to say that he likes her but words escaped him always.He waited for four years to tell her.

He followed her almost four years. Four-year? really sweet......or Creep? 

After finishing his degree, he got a call. The unknown one. And then it struck him. He was ecstatic when he heard her voice. His mouth went dry. It was 'her'.

He chose his words carefully to make himself comfortable. Mutual admiration was the first step towards the healthy relationship. They both stayed together for ten months, but not as a love-bird. He swore he would spend a lifetime doing it. But he used to get jealous, fume at her for spending much time with her friends. Initially, she found it thoughtful. Who wouldn't? No matter what the time of day, one call from her and he would go running to her.

The obsessive behavior, which he has, with every cell of the body, finally dragged back her out of the friend list. Within the month, she had changed into someone she didn't recognize anymore. She vowed that she never go back to him.

Four-summer later, he received a message on social media.
"Can I hv ur no.pls. dont think much"

Alas!

The four-vintage changed him dramatically. Obsession turns into maturity. He resists himself but after post-lunch siesta, finally, he replied.

The wind has got up again, no matter how much time has passed. It was the price for the true obsessive love he had in his dreams.




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