Zoya
"I didn't want to", a sob came out of me. "I never knew we would fall in love. It just happened. That's why it hurt him so much. I wish I knew that someday we would be in love"Thankfully, we were near my cabin which was too far from the staff area and I could let out my tears. Kaif didn't speak for a minute.
"But it didn't happen overnight. Right, Zoya? No one can fall in love suddenly. You should have told him right away when you sensed that feeling. It would cause less pain", he sighed.
"I was scared that he would drive me away", I said.
"He did it now also. Didn't he? What is the gain?", he gasped.
"I don't know. I don't know anything", I groaned. I had no explanation to give him. He was not in my place to understand my situation. "You might be right. But I'm just messed up and I made a mistake. I know", I looked up at him. "That's why I'm trying to fix this. But I can't do it if he continues to keep me away"
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Zoya"Keep dreaming, Irtaza Kaiser", I shot him a glare and stepped closer to him, looking straight into his eyes. "You have seen what I can do for my father. To which extend I can go for him then you should also realise what I can do if it comes to those two precious men in my life. Don't take me lightly"He chuckled and stepped back while clapping. "Now, this is called fun. It'll be fun to have a battle with you, Zoya Ali. But there's a warning for all the fighters. One- never fight with that person who is not in love. Two- fight with that opponent who's madly in love. I hope you got my point", he winked at me and walked towards the door."Good luck, Zoya", I heard him saying from behind as he slammed the door.I pushed myself on the chair, leaning back and closing my eyes, my fists clutched. I wanted to yell out the anger."Arrgghh", I groaned, clutching my hair. Was all this not enough? When I was struggling with my life to put all the pieces b
AbrarKaif seemed to be hell shocked when I told him about the job. I looked down, scratching the mud with my shoe."What do you mean?", he shrugged. "You need a job? I can't understand. What the heck does that mean?", he panicked, turning towards me. I was still staring at the mud."I said what you heard, Kaif. I need a job. It'll be better if I can crack one in a week", I said."Are you kidding me, Abrar?", his voice was filled with shock and disappointment but he would not understand why I was taking such a huge decision."I'm serious", I told him, still keeping my eyes down."You're stupid", he scoffed and paused for a while before speaking again. "What made you take such a rubbish decision, Abrar? It's not you. You never take such decisions""Yes, you're right. This is not me and I don't think I'll ever be able to become the old Abrar", I said, lifting my eyes at the moon."I thought you wanted a break. But are you leaving
ZoyaEverything seemed to be like a mess. My desk was filled with files and papers scattered on the ground too. I had never been so disorganised before. It seemed like I never knew how the business worked. My degree and internship of six years seemed to be like a total wastage. But I knew somewhere it was because of my mental situation. I could hardly focus on anything. My head started to ache and I was messing up everything. Frustrated, I slammed the file aside and pushed my head on the table, pinning my forehead against it. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths for a while.I sensed someone nuzzling my hair so I abruptly got up, finding abbu next to me. He was smiling, a forced one."Abbu? You're at the office today?", I mumbled."I came here to pick you up", he said, making me confused."Pick me?", I rolled my eyes."Have you seen the time?", he asked, tilting his head at the clock behind me. I immediately turned and found out it was 12.
AbrarDays kept passing and I focused completely on finding a new job before I gave a resignation to this one. I was in contact with Kaif. He had been tracking all the vacancies for a long time. But this time he couldn't crack a single vacancy for me when I was easily getting them online. I wondered if he was lying. He was trying his best to make it up between me and Zoya. Was he deliberately not helping me out to get another job?Nonetheless, I still asked him about Zoya every day. He said she was okay. She had panicked once after knowing about my leave but then she managed to focus on the work. I hoped she had also accepted the truth and she would stop having any expectations from me. It would hurt her less.Dadi kept trying to convince me to talk to Zoya. As usual, I said I needed some time. Dadajan hardly talked to me. Before he could forgive me for marrying without informing them, he got offended by the recent mess. Proving me wrong, Mr. or Mrs Ali didn't t
Zoya"What?", I muttered, still trying to figure out if he was serious."Yes", he drove his eyes away."What do you mean?", I gasped, my fists clenched as I fumed in anger inside, wanting it to be a misunderstanding."Abrar was finding a new job for past four days", he told me. I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't believe that Abrar was preparing to go away from me. For good! Sick!"Why didn't you tell me before?", I groaned, gritting my teeth, trying to hold my frustration as much as I could."I thought he would not be able to do that. You know we say something in a rage of anger but we can't do that always. I never thought he would be able to do this. He just called me and said he got a job", he sighed.I couldn't breathe, holding the chair beside me tightly. It felt like my breath got stuck inside me and I was forcing myself to inhale. My eyes were on the ground and I felt my head spinning."Zoya, are you okay?", Kaif aske
ZoyaMy thumb brushed on the screen as I tried my best to pull a smile on my face."Enough now, Abrar. It's enough", my voice broke. "You think I'll let you go away from me so easily? It's not happening. Not until I'm alive. I love you. And I'll go to any extent to get you, Mr Zafar. You can't even imagine the intensity I have for you. If you don't wanna stay, I'll force you to stay"AbrarI was all set to join the Pacific, just needed a resignation letter from the present company. That was where the problems started to begin. I was clueless about how to do it. I knew Zoya. She would make a fuss out of it and try her best not to give me this allowance. But I was determined.It would be good for both of us. Zoya had to forget me. Anyhow. I was arranging my clothes for the next day and thought of starting my work from tomorrow at Pacific. I needed to settle there as soon as possible. I sent a mail to the manager under whom I would be working.
AbrarHowever, every time I shoved the thought away. How could I tag it as a mistake? Loving her was always the best thing that ever happened to me. But she was forcing me to think I made a mistake."I hope you won't let my second thought be true, Zoya", I mumbled, closing my eyes when I had finally started to feel cold. Too cold.Maybe hours passed under the shower."I don't want it to be a mistake", I said.*As I came out of the washroom while shivering, I saw dadi outside. She was gazing at me. She didn't talk much to me in recent days and I could sense the anger."Good morning, dadi", I said."How many hours did you spend inside?", she groaned, looking at me. "You're shivering""I was feeling too hot so", I mumbled, looking around. Even I didn't realize that."Seriously, Abrar? It's the middle of November. People are freezing. And you—", she rolled her eyes at me suspiciously."I was awake for pa
Abrar I pressed my lips while rolling eyes and swallowing the crumbling emotions inside me. Hurting her was hard but she should get a reality check about herself. She should. "Listen, Zoya", I gazed at her. "I'm not here to create a scene. It's your office. So, it'll be better if I can finish what I want to" She looked at me surprised when I brought out the resignation letter and slammed it on the table. She stared at it and shifted her eyes at me. "My resignation letter", I groaned. In no time, she scowled at me, parting her lips and again looking at the letter. Her eyes froze on it for a while, steady and calm. The next moment, she clenched her jaw without looking at me. "You're not getting it", she grumbled as I expected. "You can't bind me with yourself, Zoya", I said. This time she was not vulnerable anymore. She gritted her teeth while gazing at me. I took a step towards her. "You're bound to be with me",