Note: So I looked back. It's been 2 years since I l wrote something. And I have been trying to write for sometime. Just to overcome the writer's block. I called up a friend. He asked me to write about infidelity. And that's how I began writing this short story.
Subnote: I am using algebraic unknowns X and Y for easier illustration and leave a straightforward message: all the characters and incidents in the story are fictional and any resemblance with the real life is purely coincidental.
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INFIDELITY
"Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance."
-Oscar Wilde
X and Y are sweet couples. X used to get her flowers. Y never turned her face when X asked for something. They are perfect for each other in all ways. It's been 2 years now they started living in together. X gifted her an iPhone for her b'day. Like many other apps, she downloaded Tinder and started exploring the matches. Many guys have been hitting on her. But there is one match that made her feel like women. The Tinder person ,T was intelligent, he knows the magic how to play with words. It's been a month she started speaking to him. The chemistry plus the clean conversation led her to go on a date with him. They decided to meet on warm Tuesday evening in a Resort that is far away from the city. Her heart was palpating as the moment of the meeting was nearing. She was confused. Yet she wanted to meet the T for all reason she wanted to know his existence.
"This might go wrong; X would be shattered in pieces" warned her the conscious. She did not want to tell X about the serendipitous encounter the app has brought forth. The day arrived. It was 8 AM. X kissed Y on her cheeks. Before leaving the home, he said " don't wait for me, I have an important client settlement to make" and he left. She got up, looked at the time. Her body was pumping adrenaline in all directions. She couldn't resist for the moment to meet T. She chose the best dress from her wardrobe- not very trendy, so to say she is not very open minded nor traditional, just to prove the opposite. Applied hairspray; wore the lip gloss and she decorated herself to impress T at the first glance. She double checked her appearance before she left. The call taxi arrived at the right time and it took her to place early. She waited in the cafeteria to meet the mysterious T who has been muddling her dreams She was casually checking out the couples. And the single guys who are trying to gain her attention. Everything in that moment was exciting as she waited.
"Count to 10. I will be there” read the text from T. Each second passed like years. The exact way she felt when X proposed to him. " It’s not late, you can also stop this madness now", again the conscious was disturbing her. She waited. T appeared before her with flowers. T knew exactly what she wanted in food. He knew all her favorite tracks by heart. She has read all his favorite books. They both hated the same politician. They are a perfect match. The time came, both needed to bid an adieu. " So we must meet at the book club next week", T paused for a while and continued " an important writer is going to come, I would like you to join" he added She said yes because it was an amazing date. Just before she was about to leave, T leaned forward to steal the kiss that she would never refuse to give. Their lips interlocked for a moment longer than it usually has to be. Her red lipstick smudged. She looked into his with a shy smile. Before departing, he planted another kiss on her lips that numbed her senses..
She had ample time before the last cab to home. To enjoy the magic that T has cast, she slowly strolled at the park nearby. Savoring each moment was she taking careful steps letting the butterfly flutter all over her body.
Just about few minutes to leave, she knew had forgotten something. She started walking towards the front desk praying to meet T again.
Her phone beeped with a text from X saying “eat well and sleep soon. xoxoxo". She smiled a bit. Her conscious was yelling in pain. Cheating X was nowhere close to her imagination. "He would die" shouted her inner self, and it faced a slow death.
At the front desk, T was waiting. They hugged tight and kissed right at the first sight. When she opened the eyes, it was something that brought her the pain that she could no longer bear.
X was making the client settlement. And the contract that was sealed with his lips on other lips that weren't her's.
The guilt began tearing her soul as the pellets of tears started rolling down.
