Yoo hoo! Ibteey is comin to London!! Am so excited.
IBTEEY'S POV.
"I've got four five seconds from wildin'" I sang along tapping my cute pink feather pen on my book.
"I've got an idiot sister beside me!" Didi sang making it sound like Rihanna. I looked at her and started laughing so hard.
"Seriously Ibteey! Am studying here and you're singing and writing some idiotic stuff in your fantasy book. Have some feelings young lady" She whined.
" C'mon Didi! I have every right to sing and go crazy!!! The space is yours, as much as mine!" I stated adjusting my earpiece amd drawing some cute hearts on my book. Baaba just told me I got admission at Westminister University and like I screamed for half an hour and nearly broke his bones when I hugged him.
I was so happy.
One: Because i'll not be attending the same college with Didi
Two: Because I love London....Home of Edward Christopher Sheeran!!! Woo hoo! I hope I bump into him at the train station or somewhere... Ohhh myy. Gowwwshhh!!!!
I was caught unawares as Didi snatched my phone away and hid it under her thighs.
"Didi my phone!" I frowned
"If you'll go out, I'll give you!" She stated.
I got up furiously and grabbed my phone then headed out, making sure I slammed the door so hard. I sat down at the edge of the stairs.
Didi is beign so mean these days. I just wish I had an elder brother now. My eyes stung with tears as I remembered himmm....my elder brother.
Fadheeel
He died five years ago, but thinking of him still brings fresh memories back to my brain. He captured our hearts....Baaba, Maama, Didi and I. He was the best son and an amazing brother. He died at seventeen. He had this Sickle Cell anemia. It was really chronic. My parents were really worried. They took him to India and China for medical check up every three months so he could get better. He was bright, intelligent and strikingly handsome. He didnt do what other guys at his age did. He was not into drugs, he didnt hang out with girls and go to clubs. He was just a normal guy. He spent most of his time with his family. We had this undying bond...he was part of me and I was part of him. The night he died, I was also.admitted in the hospital. I passed out. It took me almost two months to recover. I had to see a therapist to help me do so. Everything was complicated. Everyone missed him so much. And we all love him. I love him.
I wiped the tears that were already soaking my white tank top. I headed to my room and crashed on my bed. I looked at one of the photos placed on my dresser. I was two at that time and Baaba was holding me, looking down at me and smilling affectionately. I missed those moments. I suddenly wished I never grew up. I wished I was still two.years old. Gosh!! This life is just so full of pains, emotions and heartbreaks.
Heartbreak.....
That words reminds me of someone.....Aslam.
Aslam
Calling his name makes me wanna stab someone at the moment. He broke my heart...into tiny bits and he stepped on it. How dare he toy with my feelings after all I took risks for him??.
I skipped classes, lied to my parents, cancelled.a family trip, missed my sister's birthday.....Just. To. Be. With. Him. Ass- lam. I did all that for him. My eyes stung again. I just hate myself at this moment. For doing so!! Ugh!!! I buried myself under my fluffy pillows and cried my heart out. I could clearly remember every single thing.
I texted him
Hey! Kinda' bored today! Wanna come with me to grab some ice cream??
He replied:
Am sorry baby! Am in a meeting with Dad and the board of directors. Will make it up.to you tommorow. Have fun! Love you!!
I beleived him because he helped his dad in running his company. So I texted my BFF .....Laila
Holla Girl! Going out to grab some ice cream! Should I pick you up??
And she replied:
Am sorry Bestie...going grocery shopping with mum. TTYL. Xoxo
So I decided to go on my own. And as I stepped into Hatlab, my eyes landed on two perfect couples sharing a large bowl of ice cream Sundae. ......Laughing and cracking jokes. Probably making fun of me.
I took one last look at Ass-lam and Lie-la then left Hatlab and never returned. My chest was burning with fire. I hate them sp much.
Aslam changed me. Laila changed me. Since that incident, I find it hard to trust anyone anymore. Not even Nasma, not even Didi. I just have a Frozen Heart and I hope it never melts because am not readt to let anybody in...Nobody!!
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Aslam...Laila...I hate you so much for making my darling Ibteey cry. You'll pay for this asseea.
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