5 The Meeting

The meet preceded quite awkwardly for the first ten minutes.

He was about to hug me but I shook my hands with him instead.

It's like what we talk in social media and what we talk in person differs completely.

I really wished the ground to open up and suck up the awkwardness.

Finally Jake got the feeling, that his over joyful nature and slight touches to my hands were not doing any good.

He smiled apologetically, "Sorry for making you unforcomfortable."

"It's fine, just keep your hands to yourself" I assured him, in my threating voice.

Which did no good, but made him laugh out loud.

"You are really a Karate girl I guess." he said still smiling.

"What do you suppose by you guess? I said you that I'm a black belt in Karate, I can knock you off this second. And I don't lie about my achievements or any other thing." I said, slightly irritated by his comment.

There's one thing I hate, oversmart guys. But was Jake really one of them?

"My apologies madam! I beg for your forgiveness. Please teach me self defense." He said in fake fearful voice, gaining a punch from me on his shoulder.

"Damn, that hurts woman" he rubbed his arm, I smirked and answered, "That's what you get when you anger a black belt."

"Heyy, that's not true, even I'm a black belt." he said showing me his black leather belt.

This man was really trying my patience, black leather belt....

He was really asking for this...

I smacked him on his head with my Tupperware bottle.

As expected he groaned and went down on his knees.

"Sensei Bella, does not like students who talk back or jibe. Take that Jake, next time you do so, you would be clutching your jewels." I grinned evilly seeing real fear in his eyes.

"Argh, you are pure evil, you innocent looking creature." He cursed but he had a small smile on his lips.

"You don't know how the world taints the innocent... " I wishpered under my breath.

He caught that and said, "But whatever the innocent wears still looks beautiful."

We spoke for another half an hour, the awkwardness was washed now, considering how violent I was. Really Jake was an easy guy to speak to.

After reaching home, I just laid down on my bed and thought about today.

Today was different, it was different than past, it held no pain but it felt regret. I could not understand why I could feel any regret, there was no need for me to feel guilt over something or someone.

I have moved on right, then I should be happy.

But why wasn't I? I asked myself, only letting my eyes show me the face of the man I ever loved.

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