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Be Mine ELEVEN
He lowered the glass after draining the content, the sour taste had him squinting his eyes and knitting his brows reflexively. He hopped of the counter he had been sitting on and made his way to the sink."You good?". Sayya said from behind him.He nodded."Yeah, better". He said as he turned on the tap and rinsed out the glass quickly."You sure? You still look....""Enough about me". He said cutting her short.He set the glass aside and made his way back to her."Tell me, how many hospitals have you been to?". He asked her.She averted her gaze from his."One". She replied quietly."One?". He said in disbelief. "You've only been to one hospital, Sayya, and you've given up hope?"."I trust the doctor Raysham, he's competent enough". She said and made to walk passed him but he placed his hands on both sides of the counter behind her , efficiently tapping her between him and the counter."If you believe he's so competent then why didn't he get the tumor out of your head before it got
Be Mine TWELVE
Somehow they had made their way to the living room, they both sat on the couch curled up against each other, and both said nothing, just quietly thought about what was to come. The silence was peaceful after all the piercing words that had been so bluntly said.…..It was quiet and peaceful until his cell phone rang.For a moment he ignored it, just sat there holding onto her.Ring ring....."You're not getting that?". She asked quietly."I don't want to". He told her.She simply nodded and leaned further into him.The ringing soon stopped and the silence returned momentarily before the phone began to ring once more.Sighing irritatedly, he grabbed the phone and glanced at the caller ID, his jaw clenched and his mood darkened even more, reluctantly he answered the call."How you doing?". He spoke quietly.A meek voice answered from the other end:"I'm fine. I was wondering if it'd be okay if I paid Sayya a visit". Without heisting a said a flat:"No"."No?". She asked shocked by his r
Be Mine THIRTEEN
He was half way up the stairs when he heard one of the house help calling his attention, he turned around to face her."Yes?"."Sorry to bother you , sir, but I felt you had to know; ma'am has been in her room all day, she barely ate anything". She supplied efficiently."Is she unwell?". He asked at once."I'm not sure sir, she's been crying though". She replied quietly as though she wasn't sure if she was supposed to be telling him.He rubbed his temple wearily as guilt set in, no doubt she was like that because of him. Perhaps it was time he stopped trying to avoid the inevitable and just talk to her."Have some food taken upstairs to her". He said."Yes sir, shall I set the table for you?".He shook his head and said a quiet "Thank you" before he turned around and continued his way up.Food was obviously the least of his concerns at this point of his life, he just needed peace, but who was he kidding?He had two women in his life, one of which he had left with great difficulty a
Be Mine One
"Stay". He spoke quietly.He spoke knowing it was useless, she wouldn't listen to him, at times she did, but the line was drawn, not this time."Please".She said nothing still, just kept her gaze straight as she took determined strides towards the door.Suddenly she seemed nothing like the woman he'd become so fond of, the woman who smiled so easily, who blushed at his comments so shyly, who melted and fitted into his arms so perfectly.She suddenly seemed like the woman he first met; one who would crack a smile only for courtesy demands, one who he once considered frigid and heartless, she suddenly seemed like the CEO she was, she seemed like the Sayya Bilal he had grown to forget.He hurried after her, his fingers encircled her wrist at once to stop her from leaving, he was almost relieved when her steps halted and she inclined her head a bit so her gaze fell on his hand holding onto hers. For a moment he dared to harbor a glimmer of hope, however it vanished when she raised her t
Be Mine Two
The presentThe ringing of her phone brought her out of her reverie, she reached out reluctantly and picked the phone from the bedside table, she stared at the screen for a while, stared at the caller ID which read 'Raysham', few seconds before the ringing stopped she answered the call and raised the phone to her ear."Did I wake you?". Came his calm and smooth voice.Her heart mourned. After a quiet inhalation of a deep breath she answered;"No, I was already up"."How are you?".How was she? How was she??"Good, as always". She lied smoothly."Mind if I stop by later?".She rubbed her temple wearily and pulled herself up to a sitting position suppressing a groan as the pain in her head hit mercilessly."That'd be nice". She began. "But I won't be free today, I have a meeting and several other appointments". She said.Silence.She bit her lower lip as she waited for him to speak, finally he said;"Take care of yourself then".She simply nodded though he couldn't see her."I'll call
Be Mine Three
It was a cold night, the absence of stars in the sky predicted that it might rain later on. The full reflection of the moon was mirrored in the pool by which he stood, as the cold breed blew calmly he couldn't help but remember'one would wish on a star strewn sky, to hear the voice of his beloved say the words he'd craved for what seems like forever, but here we are, out in the cold, in the harsh winds, underneath the blank sky, I hear you say those words and this moment surpasses every one of my fantasies, every one of my dreams, right now my emotions fly so high, they reach heights only heaven knows'He slid his hands into the pockets of the thick hoodie he had on, the chilly breeze blew once more causing the water in the pool to sway ever so softly, disrupting the perfect reflection of the moon.The hurt clutched him as he recalled the happenings if that night."Well someone's being poetic tonight". She had said."Only for you my dear, on for you". He had said to her.Though the s
Be Mine Four
She raised the coffee mug high so it shielded her face from his view."Oh come on luv, intend on hiding behind that awful mug all day?". He said smugly. "Bride's hide behind veils not ugly mugs".She chuckled and lowered the mug, she was glad her dark skin wasn't so easily flushed else he'd know she had been blushing from his comments about their wedding night which was just some hours ago."Show the mug some love". She said as she set down the mug which for some reason had a rather distorted shape."Sure, why not?, I mean the mere sight of it could attract and angel yeah?". He said sarcastically."It's cute".,she defended it."It looks like a hippo's derriere". He said bluntly.She scrunched up her nose feigning disgust."I happen to be drinking from what you just called a hippo's derriere".He chuckled.His gaze softened as he stared at her, her usual warm smile curved her lush lips which were still red full from all the deep kisses, he smiled and sipped from his equally ugly mug."
Be Mine FIVE
A ghostly smile lingered on her face as she stared blankly at the flat screen, true that the movie was indeed very interesting but what caught her attention and held it was the fact that it brought up so many memories, good memories.Regardless of her smile a tear drop slid down her cheek, who was she deceiving anyway? She let the smile fade slowly, she took a deep breath and brushed off the tears with the back of her hand, the emptiness and quietness of the house was usually comforting but it suddenly felt depressing. A house which had been so alive with people was now hollow and depressing, first her parents, then Aunt Zarah, even Ima had left when she got married, she probably didn't think she'd come back anytime soon, it felt as though she was leaving with ghosts, the cleaners would come and tidy the house five times a week when she wasn't home.It was better that way, or at least that's what she told herself. The less people you chill with the less bullshit you deal with.She tri
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