There's no turning back now. No marathon. No more mind battling. There will be no more weighing pros and cons. No more finding reasons. Trust me, I am not thinking of either of my options, as my entire attention was on something else, like what I said a few more seconds before.
It was random to throw things like that, and mind you, I don't do random things. My steps were always calculated. I was a planner and damn good at it. When I was just 10, I started planning my future, and I started plotting the ways to achieve the same. I enjoy planning my day ahead. I hate surprises and randomly doing anything. I carve my path, and I would always make sure to go in that path with or without obstacles.
My life is full of strategies. Aiming at achieving the set of goals, planning about my future, especially my career, claiming success, and whatnot. Everything was planned with precision.
The only person who can distract and divert me is Ralph, but I try to be careful around him most of the time. In fact, I was careful until today, maybe until this moment when I spoke randomly, and as I said, I don't do random things.
Why seven days, though? What am I going to do with only seven days in hand? Probably make him fall for me, A cough unknowingly left by me. Even I couldn't help but be sarcastic about the statement.
What's with this seven-day concept? Exactly how I am going to plan and execute. I should have asked for 10 days or a month at least, and again, what am I going to do with those days? Having sex without giving a break sounds good, but the outcome would be zero. Taking him somewhere, some mind-blowing place—that's Asher, and I guess he has not left anything for me, maybe even covered everything when his time was running.
I should show him how much he means in my life, and I need to come to terms with the conflicts that I always go through. I have only seven days in my hand, and I don't know how I am going to utilize those. See, these are the reasons why I love to plan prior to anything. I should probably take some suggestions if only Ralph would stop glaring at me for a second. I don't want to show emotions or how I am conflicted at the moment, but I guess he could read me easily, and I let him. I don't want to hide anything anymore; he has every right to see my turmoil. Why seven days, though? It's just not me.
Ralph was still glaring at me. I guess he forgot to blink. I could only roll my eyes at that. Come on, no big deal; my heart is at stake here. When it comes to the heart, I can be selfish.
From that moment, every second matters, and I don't know what to do. I run a damn company; I will come up with something, right? I really hope so. I never doubted myself, but when it comes to personal matters, everything just flips.
"We should get going." Ralph sighed in exhaustion. "Where?" Only if I know. "I don't know." Ralph was trying his best to control himself. Doesn't he think he should give me a damn break for a second? I am damn thinking of my next move. It's random, and I don't do random.
I started moving, dragging Ralph along with me. "Are you kidding me? Where the hell are we going?" He should shut his mouth sometimes; it would be a big help for me. "You owe me." "Seriously, you are using that as an excuse?" "Exactly." I don't think I need to lie anymore. We both reached my car, and I pushed him inside and shut the door. I started the engine.
"Where are we going?" He doesn't know when to shut his mouth; it's pissing me off. "For the first time in my life, I am doing something without planning. I never started a day without a plan; do you know that? Things are well planned in my life, including my daily life. Here, I don't know what I am going to do, don't you think you should give me a break from your questioning." He rolled his eyes at that. "Looks like it's your problem, and the solution is simple: mind your own damn business and let me mind mine." Wow, this guy knows how to piss someone off. "Thanks for the suggestion; maybe next time if there is any." "Turn the car toward my damn apartment." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his outburst. "You owe me for all the heartbreak I have gone through. I don't know how I didn't end up having a heart attack till now." He coughed at that. "Seriously, you are using this card again." "You never consider my heart seriously; now it's damn time to change that." He was baffled at the statement, including me.
It was true. He never gave priority to anyone other than Asher. He was with me for the time being just to get over the heartbreak. I was a distraction to Ralph; he played with my feelings, and honestly, I let him. Ralph agreeing to date me was enough for me; I couldn't ask for anything more, including any future with him. I ignored what mattered in a relationship, and I let a third person enter to ruin whatever we were building. I couldn't keep on blaming Asher, pointing toward Ralph when I know exactly, I played my part equally. It was time to stop and start over; that's exactly where I am stuck at present. I want to make use of every second from now on.
I stopped the car, where my assistant was waiting, and ushered Ralph to exit the car with me. I greeted my assistant, and he started explaining about the upcoming meeting and other stuffs. I heard him without interrupting once he cleared the things, I started explaining his role for the coming seven days. By the time I was done, Ralph's assistant arrived. He greeted Ralph, and he turned toward me, confused because I was the one who called him. I ignored Ralph, who was equally confused, and once again, I explained his part in the absence of Ralph. Once I was done, he turned toward Ralph for confirmation. Ralph was glaring at me with confusion. Once again, it was time to bring my misery. "Your boss owes me for the heartbreaks I have gone through. So, for the coming seven days, you guys are the boss. Good luck with handling things. No matter what, you guys can't contact us; we are not carrying anything that includes our cell phones and wallets. Try to resolve any issue or wait for us; that's all, gentlemen."
I turned toward Ralph, who was knitting his eyebrow, watching everything with anticipation for some clarification. I stretched my hand in front of Ralph, who raised an eyebrow in return. "Cell phone, wallet, and cards." "You are not serious." "I have never been this serious in my life, and you owe me." My last statement was only irking him, and I am enjoying every second of it. When he didn't make any move, my voice came out a little stern. "Ralph." Begrudgingly, he removed everything and placed it in my hand. I handed over the same, including mine, to our respective assistants. "That's all, guys; please take the cars too." Ralph was stunned.
Reluctantly, without any questions, our assistants left us. We stood opposite to each other; Ralph was looking everywhere but at me, and with the same anticipation, which was surely killing him. I was staring at him, but he didn't acknowledge my stare or ask any questions. I started to enjoy this. He'd better be on the same page.
It was time, let the journey begin.