Neev

I can feel his withering gaze, but if I give in this once, it will always be me compromising with everything I do not comply with. So to make it easy for myself, I will not let my craze for this man take over my guarded soul with the remaining shreds of respect.

"You need to leave", I say in a voice that lacks conviction in any sense, it is as hollow as this human's feelings for me.

His gaze hardens all of a sudden, I can see the jerk side of his on the forefront but before I could continue, he does something that makes me back off from my place with a shuddering gasp.

He lands on his knees in front of me, his eyes are weary and his face cold but mine are so full of hope which I am not able to get rid of even with every venom I spew out of my mouth.

I hold the pole by my side tightly, my eyes water but I hold my ground again,"What is bloody wrong with you", I say with a gulp and by each passing line my voice begins cracking.

He breathes out loud and finally I see dew marking his eyelids, which tears something in my heart, should I listen to him once, maybe he means what he is saying. But if not, then ?

Instantly my breathing quickens in exasperation, I am not letting this man blind me with his acts of yearning when I have heard him call me names just an hour back.

He is just another bastard.

Someone portraying himself a lover when all he is, a fucking scoundrel, who keeps insulting me with his disdain at my situation.

I grab my firmness back and stand straight and give him a dead look in the eye,"I do not need you Ivaan Rai, I do-"

"QUIET !", he growls in that knee touching the ground position, but his both palms are fisted as if he is holding in his sanity driven to the edges.

"I. Am. Sorry. I mean it, but I mean no word I said in the office, you know that yourself crazy", he opens his mouth this time with full sentences, his nostrils flare and his teeth keep on grinding with every word he speaks.

I lose my temper finally at how casually he is making sentences he doesn't mean.

"Then why the fuck did you call me names, tear off my name in front of people like it didn't matter at all", I yelled and moved ahead a few steps in anguish.

He looks up at me and closes his eyes as if the words I throw keep piling on his shoulders.

His next words come out in whispers,"I am saying sorry, it was just Rishi with me, I am not saying it was not wrong Neev, it was. I-I... I was worried, I do not want you to get hurt, you do not realise what you mean to me, I promise-"

"Fuck your promises Ivaan, fuck you ! Get the hell out of my sight. I PROMISE YOU, that I will still compete in the games, but this time it would be you who I will fight. See you at the match SIR."

His jaws tighten, he gets up slowly back on his feet, when I thought he might burst in anger, he comes close to me, too close, I barely reach his shoulders, so glad we do not have any intense eye contact.

Then he agressively grabs my jaws in his palm and makes me face him, I flinch a bit but he wraps his other arm around my waist and hoists me above the ground. I gasp out loud and hold his shoulders for support, now his nose grazes my right cheek and he utters in a voice that makes me want to lose my self respect instantly.

"I will strip off every layer of this brat behaviour one day, and when I do, you would regret to have not trusted my apology and my emotions. See you soon, Crazy."