BPOV

My eyes snapped open after not sure how long. I checked the time and it looked like I had fallen asleep for about an hour!

I didn't plan to sleep, but I guess I was completely exhausted.

I wanted to 'figure things out', but my thoughts were totally incoherent.

Sometimes I was mad at him, but the very next moment I'd remember something where I had fucked up something...

Then I'd remember the way he had blasted me, and I'd hate him again!

But my mind was stuck on one thing... He said 'Way to spoil the mood'!

What did he mean by that?

What was he trying to tell me?

Was he going to say that he also wanted more from this relationship?

Was he about to say that he also wanted a fucking 'normal' relationship?

Why did I have to interrupt him!

But why did he have to start it like he was about to start a break up speech? Okay, maybe he didn't, but that's how it looked to me at that time!

I guess I should talk to him! I shouldn't have asked him to leave!

But the way he was talking to me... I couldn't help myself.

I needed to call him to apologize.

I called him, but he didn't answer!

I guess he was busy with the preparations for the rehearsal dinner?

He said he wasn't going to attend the wedding, but maybe he thought it's better to put his anger aside for two days?

Maybe, and I guess that should be the right thing to do. I didn't like her at all, but she deserved to have her brother at her wedding.

I wondered if he was still upset though. I doubted if his anger was going to go away easily!

Would he call me later or had I pissed him off beyond limit?

I knew I had fucked up, but I didn't want this relationship to end like this!

We needed to have a fucking proper conversation!

I guess I just needed to have some faith in him this time. He'd definitely call me once he was free!

Yeah... He'd call me!

I just needed to have some faith!

I decided to take a shower before my mind started wandering again!

It was impossible to put a pause to my thoughts, but the shower definitely helped me relax a bit!

And I did receive a call from him an hour later!

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to disturb you," I said, "We can talk whenever you're free."

"I'm free," he said.

What did he mean by he was free?

"Ummm... Shouldn't you be busy with the rehearsal dinner?" I said.

"I told you... I'm not attending the wedding," he said.

What?

Was he being serious?

"I think you should attend it. She's your sister!" I said, "Maybe you can fight with her later."

"I don't want to attend it," he said stubbornly.

Why was everything so fucking messed up!

"So where are you right now?" I asked.

"In the room next door," he said, "I was sleeping when you called."

"What do you mean you're in the room next door?" I said.

"You kicked me out! Where else was I going to go?" he said.

I sighed and shook my head.

"I'm sorry for blasting you earlier," he said, "I also blasted myself multiple times with the same question - whether I know how to use my brain or not! Does that make you feel better?"

I rolled my eyes.

The way we had behaved was so idiotic!

"I wonder how we managed to go on for four years without fighting with each other!" I said.

"Maybe because we don't talk to each other. We live like colleagues," he said.

Colleagues? Really?

"I don't think that's true," I said.

"I'm not kidding!" He said, "How can there be any point of conflict if we don't have any expectations from each other? Conflicts started because you expected transparency and loyalty from me... And I expected some trust from you!"

"You're definitely keeping a lot of things in your head. It's just... You've managed to not say it out loud until now!" I said.

"Why do I need to say anything out loud?" he said.

"What do you mean?" I said.

"You're so good at assuming everything! There is no need for me to say anything!" He chuckled.

"I'm sorry about that. It's... I don't know what had gotten into me." I said embarrassingly.

"Can I come there... Please?" He said.

"Yeah," I smiled.