CAMPUS BREAK- UP: PART 2

Love breaketh even the strongest of women; just ask Rihanna the story of her life! The smart ones also become stupid for love. I am not talking about that crush you have on your pal’s girlfriend, ah ah. There is this intense feeling of attraction towards a particular person that is so stubbornly persistent and inexplicable at the same time. You are not sure whether to hate the person so much, scream their name, bite them so hard or just sit back and laugh it off! The sort of situation where you are on the brink of going crazy with thoughts because of a person, and  when that person leaves you feel this very painful burning sensation right inside your heart? Shout outs to all who have travelled down this road, you are not alone. Yeah, that is the kinda love I am talking about. This is the situation Sarah had found herself in. Her heart had given into pressure and finally broken into tiny pieces.

Her first impulse had been to wish the whole situation away and keep her head high like a big girl. A post-mortem of the relationship was quickly conducted between her and the girls where statements like ‘men are dogs/they are all the same/he is useless/ you deserve better’ etc were aired freely over copious amounts of alcohol. Hugs were given, tears shed and chocolates eaten to overcome the pain. Names of potential would be boyfriends were floated and it was decided, she would move on immediately! When you are a young lady with endless men knocking at your door daily, there should simply be no time for nursing heartbreaks, grab the next opportunity and move on. That was the common narrative from all of her girls. Girls will always be girls; always having each other’s backs during such situations.

Among the people who had been close to Sarah after the break-up was Rita. She was a friend of hers but like everyone else she had no clue about the affair till then. She would come to Sarah’s room every day, bring her food, walk her to class and in the evening she would stay behind to listen to Sarah’s endless rants and give her a shoulder when she cried. She would always try to keep Sarah cheery with her funny jokes and every now and then she would take her out to the local pub to drown her sorrows with alcohol. This is how it all began; an innocent moment of being there for a needy friend slowly grew into a lesbian passion that was so deep yet so wrong in many ways. During one of the nights when Sarah was inconsolable and crying endlessly at Rita’s place, those nights when missing Steve became too much to bear, things got heated. Rita had been hugging her tightly, telling her to calm down. She suddenly felt this electricity rush in her left boob, it was a ticklish and exciting feeling.  She slowly lifted Sarah up and carefully placed her on her laps.

They kissed slowly at first, almost shyly and guiltily. After sometime things normalized and it was all giggles and passion. Now two girls together sounds like a yummy sandwich, hmmm. They could both tell that they were enjoying it. For Sarah this seemed like just what she had been yearning for to fill the emptiness that Steve left. It was therapeautical. She felt the intimacy that the kissing and touching brought between them and wished that the moment could last forever. That night was the longest yet one of the most soothing for Sarah. They cuddled, kissed and did all sorts of naughty things together all night. They were not drunk; this was a very sober moment for them. Most importantly, they talked not about Steve or the break- up but about them. They were in love! Haha! How appropriate!

Sarah’s life took a sudden new twist. While she had always been reserved and quite principled, things began to spiral. She joined Rita in her endless off campus parties and drinking sprees and to her, she had finally reached. They would party all weekend and sometimes into the weekdays and to keep their affair a secret, they had to do their things out of campus. They were inseparable. Studies had taken the backbench and their priority was to enjoy each other’s company far away from the heartless world of men. Sarah had become hooked to alcohol and their lesbianism acts so much that she could not imagine a life without the two. She had completely forgotten Steve, at least so she thought. No one ever sensed the illicit affair between the two of them, they all knew they were just friends and the fact that Sarah was finally moving on was good news to everyone.

It was during one of those normal Saturdays when Sarah would randomly ‘crash’ at Rita’s place. They were ‘dating’ after all and they were free to visit each other without notice. There was something special about this particular day though, it was Rita’s birthday. She wanted to surprise her and had brought a bottle of Rita’s favorite wine and even personally baked a cake for her. She was looking forward to the night. Rita always made her happy. She was sweet and caring and to her this was something very special. It was around 5 in the evening and she was certain that Rita had no plans for the evening, she would have informed her.

She did not knock. She just turned the knob and walked inside. What she saw was a scene beyond her own comprehension; right there on the same couch where she and Rita had made love for the very first time, lay Rita and Molly! They were not just lying there watching t.v or something but were all naked doing the un-imaginable. How could she? All along she had known that Rita was loyal to her. How then could she cheat on her with the very woman who had made Steve leave her? How could she betray her like this? For a minute there was an awkward pin drop silence, then…

“Listen Sarah, you and I were very special but Molly, she is the bomb! I just wanted to introduce you to this world and help you feel better; I really cannot continue seeing you. Find another chick and move on. Molly and I have been an item for the longest time and it was her idea for me to start dating you so you would leave Steve alone for her. I am really sorry gal”

That is the much Rita said to her. That was one year down their lesbian relationship. Sarah could not handle the magnitude of the news and how casually Rita had delivered it. She dropped everything and left in a huff. It was happening all over again. She thought of herself, her miserable life, her alcoholic nature and her poor exam results due to her reckless behavior and wished for nothing but death. She was deep into the murk, alcohol, the lesbian parties and all. Blackmailing either Molly or Rita would mean trouble for her as well. She wanted to go somewhere far from college and cry her heart out. How could life be so unfair to her? She returned back to her room and took a bottle of Napoleon. It was a very sour moment for her.

She had let people hurt her for far too long. Molly had finally drawn the battle line. It was time to act like a big girl and sort this on her own. She knew better than to trust any of her friends again. She reached for her phone. She didn’t even need to think twice, she knew exactly what to say to him. “Want to see you at your place tonight, missed you baby”. The message was delivered to her ex, Steve. He replied almost immediately. It was going to be another long night; she dressed just as he had always liked it-something short and red; something seductive and provocative. She was going down the same road all over again only that this time; she had only one resolve-to get her heart unbroken by the one who started it all, at whatever cost.

“Un-break my heart,

Say you’ll love me again, undo this hurt you caused

When you walked out the door, and walked out of my life

Un-cry these tears, I cried many nights

Un-break my heart, my heart…”

That was the song that was replaying her in her mind as she left for Steve’s place. It was her final date with destiny.