I said in loud and clear words to Ashar that night that I liked him and he didn't even mention or talk about it for once. In case if he didn't hear it or pretending to ignore it then I swear I'll never going to repeat myself. I have my pride too.
When regular class ends, I mindlessly leave the campus. Suddenly my path is blocked by those two girls who flirted with Ashar at Amelia's party. Confusion crosses my face. It's weird they found me.
"Elle, isn't she is the same wench who took our man?"
"I guess yes, Abby." She comes closer, examines my appearance.
After a second or two, she srunches up her nose, "I don't get it why that crispy looking man was with her when she's no match for him?"
"Certainly." Her friend agrees.
If they are trying to boil my blood then they are almost there. "Can you both please move aside from my way? You can bad-mouth me somewhere else."
I try to walk past her, but the girl named Elle straightens her arm and
Dinner is ready. I place all the filled dishes and bowls on the kitchen counter for the servants to take them on the dinner table outside.Melanie is also there, chattering with me while scrubbing the floor. "Let's eat together tonight." She suggests.I shake my head in negative, "I can't. But yes, I can sit with you and watch you eat.""Why?" She stands upright, holding a long mop in her one hand."I told you I'm feeling nauseous nowadays so I don't want to eat.""Sanaya, you should see a doctor. It's been two weeks you're feeling this way."A middle-aged man in formal uniform enters into kitchen and starts gathering all the dishes onto the tray. He looks in my way, asking for my permission. I give him a light nod. He resumes his work."It's not something serious. Don't worry. These days a lot is going in my head." I reply to Melanie while helping the servant with his work.Melanie doesn't have a clue about what I have been go
"Honey, I'm not going to let them put that needle in me." The loud, female yelling causes me to open my eyes slowly.I blink few times to get back to my senses completely. The strong smell of medicines touches my nostrils. Astonishment trickles through me. I sit up quickly and look around. I'm in the emergency room of the hospital."Baby, it's just the small needle. It's not going to kill you." Male voice catches my attention.I turn my head, narrowing my eyes. Two nurses are standing near a female patient's bed. One of them is holding a syringe. The patient seems to be around in her mid-twenties and the man who is standing at the other side of her bed is probably her husband.The female is yelling quite loudly on the nurses, catching attention of other patients in the ward."Don't you know I'm scared of syringe?" She hollers, glaring at her husband.Her husband moves his gaze around, looking embarrassed, "Stop it, please. Everyone is lookin
I bury my face in my palms and cry, ignoring his parents' presence in the room. I didn't know his hate for me was that strong."Honey, what are we going to do now?" I hear Katherine's low voice."I don't know. I'm so confused. I knew there was something going on between them." His husband answers."Sanaya, explain everything to me." Matt demands.I uncover my face and looks at him with watery eyes, "I'm not lying. Do you want me to abort the baby? Please give me some time to think about it.""Why my son is denying?" Katherine comes forward."I don't know. Believe me, I'm telling the truth." I implore, sniffling.I think about Samara. Where is she? Did she know about it already? If she'll find out, she will surely fill up Ashar's mind against me again.Matt rubs his forehead, "Let your baby born.""What?" I thought I misheard him."I think you're right." Katherine agrees, looking at me. My brows furrow in bewilderm
Matt kept his words. I begin receiving different treatment from Ashar's parents. I'm told to transfer my belongings to the room, offered to me previously; the room that has a king-sized bed. I'm still not used to it. My phone now remains with me and Aaron has also stopped following me around. I got my space and privacy. However, he does work for me as a driver; pick and drop me to and from college. I tried convincing Katherine that it is unnecessary, that I'm more comfortable in Melanie's room, but she eventually persuaded me that it would be good if I get myself a permanent room where she can come and see me anytime. Their change of behavior I would say something positive that has happened in a long time. It's like a relief from continuous struggle and stress. Katherine has taken the responsibility taking me to a gynaecologist for regular check-ups. She knows a good doctor so that's why she recommended her. I allowed her. Since nowadays my mind is not in con
"I'm sorry, Mel. But I couldn't tell you the truth." She has brought me to her room and made me sit on her bed. "This is too much to swallow. How is this even possible?" She reacts with shock. "It's possible. I'm living this way every single day." I whisper. I want to weep or maybe scream in frustration. Samara has filled Ashar's mind with so much hatred for me that he's not ready to see the truth from his own eyes. He is seeing me through her eyes, the way she has portrayed my image in his head. "Tell me everything, darling." She caresses my cheek which is still burning due to Samara's physical assault. She grabs the ice bag and put it on my cheek. This time I did explain everything to Melanie, from the beginning till now without hiding even the smallest fact about me, including those reasons that stopped me from telling her the truth. She deserves to know. She is the only one who didn't make me feel lonely since I shifted here to thi
I thought it would be just one time that Katherine would fill my room with baby shopping but I was wrong. She brings several shopping bags into my room every week. Now the room where I'm living looks more like a kid's room with all those colorful, bright clothes, plastic toys and stuffed animals. Both of Ashar's parents are very happy about it.I finally muster some courage to confront to Ashar one last time. I want to know his reasons behind his strange behavior. I want to know what he wants from his own mouth. However, I swear this will be last time I'll let him hurt me.I push opened his bedroom's door, move my eyes around. Flashbacks of that night shuffle through my brain as I step inside. My heart shrinks in my chest as I feel rush of mixed emotions – mixture of love and hate. It's the second time I came to his room. This meeting will decide my fate.He is standing against his dresser, doing his hair through his fingers. He is in fresh clothes, lookin
Sleep can sometimes work as an escape, an escape from reality. Therefore, these days I'm sleeping a lot. Most of the hours of the day, I sleep because it's the only way to disconnect myself from my merciless reality. I'm not even cooking for the Hobsons anymore because I'm feeling weak, not only mentally, but physically as well. Now that Ashar has thrown me out of his life, I'm trying the same. I'm trying to hate him. I'm trying to forget him that's why I'm using sleep as my stress-reliever. The hours I spend awake only distress me. My mind replays Ashar's words over and over again. On the other hand, now Ashar has told me his choice, so it's my time too. I should think of my decision as well. I want to go away from all this pain and suffering. I hear a knock on the door. I'm lying on my bed sluggishly, but turn my head to look who is there. An elegant woman in her early thirties steps inside. "Hello, Sanaya." Puzzled up, I rise to the sitting positio
Both Elle and Abby continued teasing me after our wild encounter. They call me names every time I come across in front of them, even try to embarrass me in front of other students.I assumed that they are actually taking their revenge because they are unable to acknowledge their defeat. I ignore them because I'm too engrossed in my own traumatic thoughts to react to their childishness. Besides, I think ignoring them is the best solution to deal with these weirdoes.I'm about to walk further when they come in front and block my path. "Oh come on. It's been quite some time since we last talked."Abby jeers, looking at her friend. Her eyes move to my snacks. In spur of moment, she snatches it from me. I jump a little reflexively and tilt the milkshake glass without realizing, causing the liquid to fall on to my pumps."Aargh." I exasperate.They burst into laughter. I place the milkshake glass on the nearby empty table, muttering some swear words to m