The bad lawyer.

The first time he saw her, he was done for. She had an aura, a presence, something. He never could tell what it was, but the thought of her made him smile. She was the only person who read him the way she did. Without him saying even a word, she had figured out things about him that he hadn't even admitted to the best of his friends, or if to say a little more hadn’t admitted to anyone on this planet.

When she told him what she really thought of him, he was taken aback. Not because he hadn’t expected her to say nice things, but he’d never in his life ever thought, that anyone could read him the way she had. He freaked out, and how! For a few minutes, his brain had gone numb. This guy, who kept his real self such a closely guarded secret, was suddenly out there in the open, with no cover, no illusions to hide behind, just out there in the open, naked, stripped of his armor and robbed of his artillery. He was scared, petrified actually. Scared that he was done for, shocked that something like this could be happening to him.

He was a very private person, on the inside that is. On the surface he was this guy who was friendly, crazy, someone who people thought, they knew everything about. He quite liked to keep it that way. He wasn’t your regular guy. He was different. The way he thought, the way he spoke, the way he saw things, he was different in every way known to man. And he knew that his ideas, his perspective and his thoughts, were such that people couldn’t even understand, forget accept them. The day he realized this, he changed. Not from within, but from the outside. He started wearing a mask that he never took off or only took off partially when with some people, the very few people that he trusted. His world was for himself only. People weren’t allowed there, they weren’t ever let in. But then, she came along and stormed in without invitation.

He was an engineer by profession, but a musician and an artist by heart. She was a lawyer, “the bad lawyer”, as he called her, and an artist. After getting over the shock of what she knew about him, his brain had finally started to lose the numbness that had held his brain captive, he started to think. He never did believe in coincidence. He always said, “There is no such thing as coincidence, there’s only providence.” At that moment he realized, his heart had intervened. Intervened and how! His heart had fallen, fallen in love. In love with this angel. This “bad lawyer”! She hadn’t needed to do much. By just being around, she made him feel secure. He was addicted. He knew that he wouldn’t live that happy life that he craved for, without her. She was his happiness now. She was his angel. He knew what he had to do. And he did, much to her shock, he asked her to spend her life with him.

But the great man up there had different scenes planned for this story. She was shocked at his proposal. She always thought that he was too practical and too calculative to do anything of this sort. She had always had a feeling that he liked her, but never did she imagine that he could love her. Wrong as she was, he always had followed his heart. He’d never done anything in his life that his heart hadn’t approved of, nor had he ever not done something that his heart had prescribed. But she didn’t know that about him. She was surprised, but pleasantly. Unfortunately for her, by the time all of this had happened, she’d grown quite fond of him. She’d gotten used to the security that she felt when he was around. He had become more integral and essential a part of her life than she had decided she would make him. She loved the sound of his voice. Loved the way he treated her. Loved the way he made her blush. And most of all, missed the way he’d hold her if he were there, with her.

But yet she was scared. Scared because it seemed too perfect to be true. She couldn’t really ever admit, not even to herself that she loved him. But she couldn’t let him go either. She had no choice. She knew she wouldn’t be able to live without him. She asked him for time. He gave her what she asked for, like always. He had a weakness. He never denied her anything, never could actually.
And from that fateful day, she’s been fighting. Fighting a case she had already lost even before she had taken it up. Not that she didn’t know this, but she took it up anyway. And she fought! Fought to win. Fought for their love. And fought for the life that she wanted to have with him. And that’s where she got her name, “the bad lawyer”.

She never realized that she already had everything that she ever could have dreamed off. And she knew it better than anyone else that she had fallen in love with a man who’d never let her down, who would give his life, if only for her happiness.
But she yet fights the case, “the bad lawyer” that she is!