◔ Maze ◔
I was never a party crasher. I didn't even attend my graduation party. I even skipped all those frosh events organized by my institution like ziplining, rock climbing, rafting, boating, etc. You could say I am a whole package of boredom.
Actually, I was away from all this cause the crowd always brought bad happening to me. And I hate messing up life over nothing.
I live my life in my own conditions.
And Ryan always needed to keep himself busy in mending the mess I keep on composing for myself.
As before, I always wanted to hang out with a group of friends. so people from different groups tried to approach me only.
I was really a fool then. I always used to welcome them, though I knew that they were never meant to befriend me.
But I don't know what keeps me going on with my hopes.
And guess what, every time I defied Ryan, I would surely fall into trouble and later ended up crying on my foolishness.
It took me a bit of time to realize but now I know it for sure. And also I am no more that weak and helpless Maze who was easy to be bullied. I am now a hundred times stronger than before.
So now if anyone wants to throw a brick piece at me I will answer them with stones. So now I am no more scared to be bullied anymore.
And I got some nickname because of my attitude, like sassy, snob, boring, slut. Some even say I am fooling Ryan along with other rich boys.
Arghh !!!.....Humans and their words........
My world is too small due to my fewer friends actually having one and only friend, my stupid restriction ethics which was obviously created by me, and finally poverty which doesn't allow me to visit around randomly and waste money.
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I was sitting in a corner of the party where all were eating, dancing, and having fun circling around the bonfire.
I could see how much Ryan love all this. He just had to avoid all this to accompany me. I really feel bad for him.
Sometimes I wonder how does it feel to be too clever that people would never try to betray you anymore.
A soft male voice brought me back to reality.
"Hyyy"
I turned my head towards the direction of the sound coming from.
"Maze right?" The owner of the voice again said while moving to my side.
I stared at the handsome yet unknown face in front of me.
"Um... May I know who are you?" I bit my lower lip rummaging through my memory to confirm this black-haired lad's identity. But seemed like I really don't know this guy at all.
"No..but I do know you," His mischievous tone made me even more wary.
I thoroughly scrutinized the person standing in front of me. Tanned skin, brown eyes shabby hair on top of his head, subtle stubble on his rectangular face with a prominent jaw.
I tried to see through his soul, What was his motive for flattering me unnecessarily like this?
"Ahem.." A light cough brought me back to reality again.
Controlling my shock, I revealed to him one of my sweet pleasant smiles, "Thank you."
I tried to read his brown orbs but failed. He seemed quite decent and his sugar-coated words were sweet to hear. But even after rummaging through my recollection, I couldn't find him in any part of the memory.
"Let me introduce myself, I am Ian. You can say I am..I mean was your senior in high school," He grinned at me revealing his shiny white teeth.
Okay, now that explained why and how does he know me. Perhaps he might be my senior as it was a kind of reunion party among our college friends... not my friends, all of them were Ryan's friends.
During my high school days, I was really an introverted type of girl. As no one used to like me either, so I didn't even bother to talk to any of them.
"Would you like some barbecue and beer"
I awkwardly nodded at him intending to state a positive response.
"But I don't drink please,"
It feels sarcastic to him that I don't drink. But he respected my word.
"Okay, how do you like your steak?" Ian asked me after a short discussion with the boys in charge of the barbecue.
"Medium," I softly mumbled.
"Me too," He grinned back at me.
After about ten more minutes, our order was ready.
Ian handed me a plate of freshly barbecued lamb steak "Maze, can I request you something?"
I nodded while blowing a piece of hot meat before eating.
The steak looked delicious and juicy. It was garnished with a piece of cucumber and a thin piece of shallot.
As I put the meat piece inside my mouth he said, "Let's go out tomorrow."
His sudden and straightforward manner of asking caught me off guard.
I coughed to stabilized my state as the piece of meat stuck on my throat.
I stared at him confusingly. Wasn't it too much for him to ask me out only after trading two sentences between us?!
Ian seemed to grasp my thoughts.
"No no don't take it otherwise. It's just that tomorrow is my birthday. So I thought if my new friend aka junior could come, I would really have been happy. " He said with a smile on his face.
"Okay just tell me the location I will be there" I replied to him without any second thought.
He got way more excited, "Roasters Bistro by 5 o’clock"
"Now that we are friends, Can I request you one more thing?"
I again looked at him confusingly
"Just try this beer. It's a low-alcohol beer I mean with little or no alcohol content."
I looked at him stiffly. I wanted to say "NO" but something attracted me to take it.
Before I could stretch my hand, he came close to me and hold my jaw in one hand tried to feed me the beer a little bit forcefully with his other hand,"Trust me and give it a try,"
The moment the beer touched my lips it more tasted like vegetable oil extracted from the seeds of the soybean with a bad medicinal smell.
I coughed out the beer.
My tongue started burning a little. But he laughed at my reaction and kept forcing me to drink it.
Soon a stiff hand grabbed Ian's hand to stop him and pushed his hand away giving it a hard twist.
"Stay out of her" Ryan was so loud that everyone started staring at us.
"But I was just...."
I didn't stop there to listen to whatever they were discussing and rushed out of before it can be more embarrassing.
Passing Ian a warning gaze, Ryan ran after me.
Now that sucks. I know Ryan was worried about me. But I hate it when he took stands for me. I want to take my own stand by myself.
"Wait Maze" He called me out.
I got angrier. He needn't have to create a scene over there.
"What do you want to say?" I knitted my brows and looked at him
"He was forcing you to have..."
I cut him off.
"Shut up.. don't even dare to talk to me again..he was not forcing me..he was just my new friend who tried to make me taste something new" I retorted back
"What friend? He is not your friend for god sake Maze. I know him. He is my friend. And try to understand for a sec, he was just making fool of you.."
"Owww!! If he's so bad then why are you still his friend? So basically, there is no problem if he is your friend, all your prohibition only works in my case?!" I spat rolling my eyes.
"Are we fighting over a stranger?"
"No, we are fighting cause you are ordering me. You can't decide what I can do or not..." With that, I kicked his car so badly that I hurt my leg.
Ryan rushed to me, crouched down to check my leg but I shove him down with a kick. His hand fall on the rock and got cut..
"Sorry sorry. I didn't mean to.."
Now he cut me off in the middle anger evident on his face. His brow met, jaw clenched as he got up and walked towards the driving seat.
"I know Maze. Just sit in the car" I didn't say much..after a silent driving we reached my place.
I forced him to enter my house and bandaged his hand...
He looked at me and tried to talk.
"Don't think I have forgiven you for what you have done" with that, I kick him out of my house...
At this moment I don't feel bad for him. He just hurt my pride there.
And for now, nothing matters anymore, I'm already in my comfort zone. And that's my home sweet home.
Besides thinking about these things, I do not want to deprive my peaceful sleep.
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Maze with hesitating step, approached the door and hold the shiny aluminum knob before giving it a light twist evoking God's name in her mind. She was quite disappointed as well as relieved since no one was there on the doorstep. She let out the breath stuck in her chest and turned to close the door. But then an unwanted scream left her mouth as something fell on her feet with a loud thud out of nowhere. She closed her eyes with her both palms fisted near her chest in fear waiting to face her possible upcoming doom. She peeked through the corner of her eyes as nothing unexpected happened. She blinked her eyes to proceed with what was happening.A man in full casual wear was laid flat on his chest at her doorstep. She carefully looked around in search of something unusual. She shoved the thought away and then crouched down beside him and hesitantly stretched her hand to turn the man and see his face. His grey suit seemed familiar to her. As she faced th
The next morning Maze woke up a bit late feeling something heavy pressed against her chest making her unable to breathe. She tried to roll on her bed but couldn't as the heavyweight was pinning her in her place. She rubbed her eyes trying to desist the last traces of sleep away from her eyes. While trying to strengthen her sore body she stretched her hand to examine what was on her and her fingers came in contact with something smooth silky as feathers. She grabbed a handful of the soft thing her hand found and pulled it trying to throw it away. But all she got was a painful groan vibrating through her chest, "Ummrggghh" Hearing the groan her eyes snap opened and came in contact with the muscular
‘Should I trust him?! Should I welcome the trouble or should I just protest? It's not that he's gonna value my resolution. So, despite being reluctant, I think I should give it a try since I have no other option except for this.' Maze pinched her lower lips while pondering in her head. “Ummmm... The thing... You just..." Maze stuttered failing miserably to voice her question. His cold gaze was giving her really hard time to even breathe on let alone talk. Mustering up the left crumbled courage in her, she gripped the arm of the chair as her last straw," The thing you just said about leaving after…um…recovery, Should I believe in you?” She suspiciously looked at him trying to extract his expression from his blank face. Imogen sighed and looked at her, “I don’t lie Tinker bell, I find it futile…Though I hate to repeat my word.But let me restate once again for you," He shifted and straightened his back while assuring her through his oceany blue eyes," I would leave as soon as I recover
Petal following Mrs. Mcmaster walked upstairs, intending to meet Maze, the new lady of Imogen who dared to take her place in his life. Maze was looking out, she hasn’t for once stepped out since she entered the guest room allotted to her. She was embarrassed and nervous to face Imogen, Orion, Veronica and Fergus as well. Most importantly she was scared of facing Imogen whom she turned down and refused to return back with him. Nothing from west wing was visible to the sight from the main section of the building, she wanted too bad to see Imogen, she even tried to sneak into his wing but couldn’t gather up her scrambled courage. A deep sigh escaped her mouth as for the umpteenth time she failed to find any trace of Imogen. As she took her eyes off the window, she turned back and met the unexpected entry in her room, she was startled and kind of alerted seeing both Petal and Mrs. Mcmaste
Veronica and Orion side by side, with suitable distance between them yet the brewing romance linger upon the newly formed couple, walked downstairs, not informed of the pair of eyes they already got on them. It was Orion who noticed it first and immediately he jolted apart, a sense of flush rose up to his cheek, but he managed to mask it well behind his as usual poker face. Veronica was confused by his reaction but soon she too flushed having unwanted attention. Imogen smiled enjoying pressurizing both the couple, he placed his elbow on the handrest of the couch on he was sprawled and propped his chin over his palm. Orion pretending serious with crease formed upon his wide forehead curtained by few streaks of hair. As Orion sat across the curved wooden chair, Imogen joked waving his brows, ”Appeared any time soon a marriage
Veronica was stressed since after the party was over, Orion haven’t talked to her yet nor did he mentioned anything regarding what happened there. After seeing him possessive over her, she thought every misunderstanding between them was over, but she was wrong. As his behavior stated that nothing has changed, he still wasn’t ready to sort things out between them. She biting her nails went to the kitchen intending to help the cook to prepare for dinner. There she found them quite busy, and from what they said she understood they were preparing the foods for some special guest of their young master that means Ryan. Veronica circled her lips in the shape of O and began to help them as much as she can. But they didn’t accept her help rather shoved her out as politely as possibly they could deny her. Being reluctance, she left the kitchen and walked ba
By the time Imogen returned home, the sun was already peeping evading the darkness disseminated all around. Imogen with sadness and anger towards his fate walked to his mansion. He understood that nothing lost comes back, like the breath of the body gets lost forever. He never expected Maze to forgive him, but surely hoped she wouldn't decline if he stretched his hand to her. With her rejecting him, he shattered into million pieces, he had no answer for all the questions she had asked. He has a burning heart like the ashes of a cigarette, waiting for the burnt figure to fall into the air. He without a single noise walked past the entrance and crossing the hall area, as he pushing the door open entered his study. He sprawled over the couch, sighing heavily letting the tingling sensation calm down a bi
Maze looked out through the window of the SUV, then looked back at Ryan who was strapping his seat belt occupying the driving seat. Maze exhaled heavily, she had to give up in front of Ryan. She dropped a message in both the contact of Fred and Jesha. She doesn't want them to worry, thinking about her like the last time. Before starting the engine, Ryan asked looking at her," Ready?! It's time to leave." Even though asked for her consent, but in reality, he was just informing her that it was the time, with no intention to ask for her conclusion. Maze acknowledged waving her head, as she too well knew that her acquiescence wasn't what he was seeking. With a wide grin, placing the key Ryan
Maze was already crying, the pain in her head shoot up as she tried to get up from the ground. She decided to consume another round of pills to get rid of the pain and sleep if possible. She poured herself a glass of water and as she was approaching the drawer to bring out the med box, her doorbell ringed declaring the possible company on her doorstep. Hissing in disappointment, she dropped the work she was doing and walked towards the door to see the person who dared to disturb her at the moment. As she opened the door, her eyes widened in astonishment, "You !!" ★......................★ Ryan left the party after his brother, he had various thoughts running in his mi
"What are you even talking about? Are you insane? You have a fiance and she's back here for you. You cheated me then how can you accept me to believe you again?" Maze yelled throwing water at his face. she was breathing hard, her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. Her eyes burned red with anger.Imogen startled stayed there, didn't dodge to escape the splash of water from hitting his face. He closed his eyes as water droplets began to drip down his face. He covered his face with his hand, and wiped the water. He then shoved his wet hair back away from his face. Anger flared in him as well, but he chose to comply and swallow the bitter solution of his own wrath, and talk to her, as he owes her an explanation. He stared at her furious face, even the ugly touch of odium couldn't cease her charm, not even a single drop. Keeping his thoughts aside, he focused back on the discussion they were having, he grumpily said, "She's not my fiance. She's just my ex nothing
Maze returned home, exhausted by the work she had to manage almost the whole day without taking any break. Fred even tried to persuade her to catch a recess and have something. But she was adamant about not stopping until finishing all the work assigned to her. She wants to immerse herself in the work so much, that his thoughts don't get a chance to haunt her even in her nightmares. She lazily searched for the key beneath the flower plant by her doorstep. Using the key she unlocked her doors and stepped inside, turning back instantly locked the door behind her. From the moment she was inside her house, she threw her flat shoes, each in opposite direction. She then began to unbutton her dress exhaling deep sighs. Every muscle of her body was screaming in pain and lassitude. She shouldn't have tortured herself this much. She stretched her arm over her body, and instantly a sharp pain shoot up to her spinal cord, almost cramping her fibers. She cursed under her breathe,
The noise of popping champagne and clinking glasses filled the room. The festive mood was maintained in every part of the room, wide grins could be seen in every face some but hard to detect which one among them was a facade. Mr. Mcmaster left early as he needed to take a rest, besides after handing over all the responsibility on the hand of Imogen, he no longer had any wish to stay among the youngsters and welcome hangover having alcohols. Ryan was in a corner with a glass in his hand, watching crowds of people simpering. He didn't leave after his mother, as he intended to stay and be a part of the celebration. Inwardly he was really happy for his elder brother, but the situation made it tougher for him to openly be a part of the ceremony. He slowly took a sip from his glass while looking at his brother surrounded