25



Later, after much celebrating of Roberta’s pregnancy, Urs cornered Fara.
‘I’m…not keen on you…on us, having…’ he nervously swallowed, ‘with Seb…’ he eventually carried on.
‘Oh? But I thought that was what you wanted.’ Fara surprised him by saying.
‘No. No. God no! Whatever gave you that idea?’ Urs asked, staring at her.
‘The night…we shared with Roberta.’ Fara shrugged.
‘But…I don’t understand.’ sighed Urs.
‘You liked it. I saw your facial expression.’ Fara accused him.
‘No. No I didn’t..’ Urs tried to defend himself.
‘Yes you did!’ Fara cried out.
‘I liked seeing you have fun. Watching you.’ Urs cried back.
‘Wha…?’ a stunned Fara replied, staring open mouthed at him.
‘That night. I was watching you. I liked seeing you. Your expressions. Only you.’
‘But I thought..’ mumbled Fara.
‘OK.’ Urs sighed, ‘if you want us…to spend time with Rob and Seb then…OK.’ he sighed again, ‘we’ll…do it.’ he spat out the words.
‘I thought that was what you wanted. That that was the next step.’ Fara said.
‘The next step in what?’ Urs asked, confused slightly.
‘Our…our relationship.’
‘No.’ Urs shook his head, ‘no.’ he repeated, ‘the next step in our relationship is moving in together, followed by..’ he tailed off.
‘Followed by…?’ Fara finally asked when he didn’t finish the sentence.
‘By us…getting married.’ he bought out the ring box.
‘Marriage…?’
‘Yes, Fara. Marriage.’ he agreed.
‘Oh…’
‘Anything else?’ Urs asked.
‘I don’t know what to say…’ Fara mumbled.
‘Right. Fine. Obviously I’ve gone and ruined it.’ Urs sighed.
‘No…no…I just…I just need time…’
‘No Fara. You’ve had time. You know how I feel about you.’ Urs told her.
‘But…’ Fara tried.
‘So, I guess, that’s it then.’ Urs said, sighing, refusing to look Fara in the eyes.
‘What do you mean…?’ Fara, feeling a little lost by this conversation asked him.
‘Us. We’ve come to the end. We’re done. Over with. Finished.’
‘No we’re not…’ Fara desperately tried.
‘No, we are. Goodbye Fara.’ and with that, Urs turned and walked away, leaving Fara crying after him. ‘Urs…please…’ but he didn’t hear her. He just carried on walking, ignoring her tears, too busy trying not to cry himself.
Fara ran all the way home. She then threw herself onto her bed and cried her heart out. She had gone and ruined her and Urs’ relationship big time. Her one chance and it had passed her by. Life was just not fair. Not fair at all.

‘You’ve done what…?’ Roberta demanded of Urs later that same day.
‘Broken up with Fara.’ he shrugged in reply.
‘You stupid…stupid…’ Roberta glared at him, words deserting her. She shook her head and tutted loudly at him.
‘Its not my fault!’ Urs tried.
‘Oh yes it is!’ Roberta snapped at him, ‘its all YOUR fault!’ she emphasised the word, ‘YOUR.’ while jabbing a finger at his chest.
‘Ouch! That hurts!’ Urs rubbed at the spot Roberta had just poked on him. ‘You have one dangerous finger there.’ he tried joking.
‘This.’ Roberta glared, ‘is no joking matter!’ she snapped.
‘Look, I know Fara is a friend of yours..’
‘Not a friend. My BEST friend!’ Roberta interrupted.
‘But our relationship is none of your business.’ Urs carried on.
‘That’s just it. It is my business! I introduced you both! She’s my best friend!’ Roberta snapped again.
‘Yeah? Well in that case I blame you.’ Urs then snapped back.
Roberta completely snapped then. Without thinking she raised a hand and slapped him across the face. Hard.
The force was so hard that Urs stumbled backwards, clutching at his red cheek in surprise, ‘You…you hit me.’ he muttered.
‘So I have.’ Roberta snapped, before storming away, leaving him blinking in shock after her. Watching her go.
Then through-out the pain he found himself laughing, ‘Guess, I deserved that!’ he told the empty room.

Cydalia was having words with her editor. She was a reporter at a busy scandalous magazine who dealt in publishing and reporting news on celebrities. The juicer the gossip, the bigger the headline in the more money the magazine and all of its employees made. Surprisingly, Cydalia hadn’t gotten around to informing Carlos exactly what she did for a living. He just thought she was a budding author who had happened to stumble upon Urs, Seb and Roberta’s house on the day of Urs’ birthday by mistake. After he had questioned her about being an employee of the record company and that she had to confess she didn’t work for them. So she came up with the ’I’m a budding author’ story for him. In actual fact she had been looking for a huge scoop but had managed to miss out on both the ‘’Fara/Roberta sex session surprise for Urs’’ for his birthday and the ‘’Seb sleeping with removal man’’ not to forget ‘’David kissing another man’’ at the party at the same time as she was too busy flirting with Carlos to notice any of these going on. Her editor wasn’t at all happy with her.
‘I’m starting to think you are a useless reporter.’ her editor told her.
‘Maybe I am Sir.’ Cydalia shrugged in response to this remark.
‘I’m giving you one more chance…just one more then that’s it. You’re finished.’ her editor warned.
‘OK Sir.’ Cydalia dually nodded.
‘David Miller. I sense there is a story somewhere concerning him.’
‘David Miller Sir?’ Cydalia asked.
‘Isn’t he currently dating someone named…Laura?’
‘I…I wouldn’t know Sir.’ Cydalia lied.
‘Mmm…’ her editor narrowed his eyes at her.
‘I…I can find out for you Sir.’ Cydalia quickly offered.
‘Bring me the story, or find yourself another job.’ her editor tutted.
Cydalia nodded. She was stuck. She already knew a BIG story concerning David and his partner Laura. Now, the question was - did Cydalia want to make the story public knowledge, thus bringing her career and the magazine she worked on the scoop of their life, and end up losing what could possibly be the love of her life, or keep quiet and lose her job? It was a dilemma she would have to think carefully about.
You’d probably thing what is the problem? But the trouble was, although she more than liked Carlos and he obviously liked her, was what they had enough to last them a lifetime? Having a great, OK, exceptionally great, passionate sex life was great, but did it mean anything more for them both? Did it mean love, marriage, together forever? Or was it just a passing faze, something that would be here today, and gone tomorrow? Cydalia didn’t know the answer to those questions and that was what worried her the most.