Can you feel my heart?

Past:Nameez Zaeem!

"Hello sleeping beauty?" A voice rang around the room as I slowly opened my eyes. The drug he used to blackened me out still lingered in my head as I still felt dizzy.

My body felt numb and I tried to lift my hands but something stopped me and when I looked to my hands I saw them bounded to a chain on the wall.

I tried to pull it out but the metal only hurt my wrist and that pain jerked me awake.

"Rest assured but you can't pull away." He stood up from the chair he was sitting and came to where I was sitting shackled. He squatted beside me and pitifully looked to me.

"Asma you're such a lovely girl and lovely niece to me that I wouldn't want to hurt you.

"Of course I was never planning to hurt even a strand of your hair but remember 'curiosity kills the cat'. I was planning not to take revenge but seeing you up close makes me want to do that,seeing you up close remind me of my brother,of what I went through and that really evoked the feeling to torture you and discard you within me."

"And you let that woman escape but don't worry she didn't get any where as my underlinings took care of her."

"What happened Uncle. Why are you suddenly behaving this way?" My eyes shook with disbelief but his emotionless eyes got me no option but to ask if this was really my uncle.

"I really don't get what you're talking about."I decided to ask but

Out of nowhere, uncle Nameez harshly slapped me on the cheek.

My head tilted to the right, and I seemed shocked.
I tasted the metallic taste of my own blood,craning my head back my hair that got to my face flapped back.

"Uncle why are you doing this,you're never someone to hurt a fly talk less of your own blood,your niece."

"Please let me go" I pleaded softly to persuade but I was wrong because his words thundered

"Will you just shut up!"

"Your father is to blame!!!" He blurted out

Confusedly I asked
"How?"

Uncle Nameez pulled his hair like his was in a lot of pain and banged his fist on the wall before he laughed loudly like a maniac.

"He made me this!" He pointed towards himself with a wide smile looking like a Cheshire Cat.

Spreading his arms wide apart his twirled around like a small child which left me aghast and a sad smile took over that happy face.  The change of emotions made me to look staggered at the same time scared.

He looked like he's not himself trying to hold his sanity.
"He took everything away from me. My parent's love,my first love,my friends. Everyone was so passionate about him because he's smarter than me,he's more handsome than me,he's more friendly than me. I was always casted away. Always in the shadow." He started and found a seat with a single tear sliding down from his voided eyes.

I was surprised with what he just said. From what I know about my dad and uncle's relationship was they're always sweet and friendly to each other. Uncle never showed any ill intentions towards Baba and his parents too ,so what happened?.

"Uncle,father always treated you right,so also Dada and Nana."

"If they did that,they wouldn't take my first love away. He wouldn't have married her. I loved Khadijah first but our parents wanted her for Muhammad. Why?"