Opening up

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"Shit shit shit shit!!! What the fuck Zareen! Why did you interfered? What if I had hurt you!? Huh!? Look at me when I am talking to you."

Salar asked me in frustration while driving the car. I turned my head towards him with equally frustrated look.

"First of all Keep your eyes on the bloody damn road I don't want to die any time soon and Inaya tell your idiot brother it was him who interfered in my business so I am not in any obligation to answer him."

There was a pin drop silence in the car after my outburst and I fall back in my seat waiting for them to drop me home while hoping Asad and Zaroon bring my car at my place in one piece.

Salar parked his car next my apartments main gate. Without even glancing back or saying goodbye to anyone of them I got out and moved towards Asad who along with Zaroon ware standing next to my car. Placing my palm in front him.

"Please give me my keys I need to get inside and sleep the rest of the day"

He placed the keys without asking me anything. I got in the car and drove inside the Apartment complex without a glance towards any of them.



"I don't like the way your touching me. I don't like it! Please please please stop! I will shout I swear I will! I will tell everyone"

"Meri pyaari choti si chirya (My sweet little birdy) shout as much as you want. No one is going to listen to you here."

I woke up gasping for air from that awful memory haunting my dreams till date. My first instinct was to search for my medicine but I wasn't able to find them. My vision started to get blurry and my whole body was shaking as well. I don't know when I had shouted for my parents and when they had came in. The only thing I could recall were whispers calling my name and me floating in the air.

My head hurt and I don't understand why I am in a hospital. My name caught my attention towards the group who was standing in the corner consisting of my parents a doctor I have probably seen somewhere and the famous brother sister duo.

"Its not normal Mansoor & Shabana."

"But it started back when she was 14. She was fine for past 2 years I don't understand what triggered her panic attack all of a sudden"

" I don't think Shabana that it was her first panic attack in the past 2 years"

"What do you mean?"

" I mean she must be having the mild panic attacks but must have hide them from you guys"

"But why would she do that? Inaya bacha you two are close tell us what happened."

"Aunty I... I"

"Aunty I'll tell you. I think it's your right to know what's happening as it will help in Zareen's treatment"

" Bhai please don't. Let her tell herself"

I stopped them by interfering what Salar was going to tell my parents without my permission.

"What huh what are you going to tell them. I have told you hundred times before you are not my father so stay out of my business. Inaya take your brother and get out please. Please leave me alone!"

I didn't know I had started crying until my vision got blurry. I roughly tried to dried them of with the back of my hand.

"Zareen! That's not the way to talk. They are just looking out for you"

" Looking out for me? LOOKING OUT FOR ME! I DONT WANT THEM TO LOOK AFTER ME!I was fine on my own now my life has turned into a public affair."

"Zareen bacha (kiddo) it's not like that we all just want what's best for you just tell us what happened to you"

My mother cupped my face holding my face towards her. I grabbed one of her hands and for the first time in my life I didn't cared. I didn't cared about the people in the room, about my reputation, about how I will be seen in the society I just felt I need to unload this heavy feeling from my chest.

"Do you remember my science teacher from grade 8 who was found almost dead in the class by the management?"

My mother nodded her face contouring in a confuse stare

"Do you know who did it to him and why?"

"Zareen bachey (kiddo)"

"I FUCKING DID IT MAMA! I DID IT! I KEPT ON HITTING HIM ON HIS HEAD WITH MY STEEL WATER BOTTLE WHEN I ASKED HIM MULTIPLE TIMES BEFORE TO LET ME GO AND STOP TOUCHING ME. I FUCKING SAID PLEASE TO HIM MAMA I SAID plea- please to him so many times and do you remember my senior years 3 best friends about whom you asked me for months THEY USED ME TO GET CLOSE TO MY OTHER FRIEND. mama no one is my friend no- no one cares for me every every... Mama mama"

I felt like falling backwards and darkness consuming my vision once again.

Hey guy's,
Thank you for sticking around. It means a lot to me. Just btw the hitting with the steel bottle was inspired by the scene from the movie pink where Tapsee breaks a bear bottle on the head of the guy trying to force himself on her.

Love you all!

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