CHAPTER 11

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I couldn't sleep because I needed to talk to someone but no one was available. The only person that kept coming to my mind was mama, I wanted to talk to her, I wanted to scream, and tell her how much her daughter was suffering! But it occurred to me that night when I was in the same condition and she didn't even know it, even though it all happened in front of her and she hadn't asked me if I needed to vent. After all, nothing hurt more than a mother who prioritized the person her daughter hated.

I don't know how, but it was already morning. I was burning with fever, I could feel it. I preferred not to wake up and rest a little longer. I turned on the phone and saw that Areeba had called and sent me so many messages. She was one of the best but, having no strength, i just sent the message that I would not be at school. When I woke up mama gave me food and then i took the medicine. I had no strength in my body, I could feel it falling apart and everything hurt me. Mom advised me to rest more and she kept wondering why I suddenly had such a high fever.

Towards in afternoon Areeba called me;
Areeba:Minahil are you ok what happened?
Minahil: Nothing, just a little fever nothing serious thanks.
Areeba: It's just nothing?! I know you, you got so stressed out about what Ali said to you.
Minahil: No Areeba!
Areeba: Everyone has been asking about you
Minahil: Oh...why?
Areeba: Because you are never absent so it was strange not to see you in class.
Minahil: ahhh and...
Areeba: No he didn't ask anything, it was a normal day for him.
Minahil: hmmm
Areeba: ahh i forgot to mention today Ali asked Maryam if she could sit next to him.
Minahil: well better ! He hurts himself... he should be a little more faithful to his girl.
Areeba: He should! All right, don't think so much, now I'm going to do some work for school.
Minahil: Okay go, I won't be at school tomorrow.
Areeba: Alright get well soon!
When I'm home from school I never know what to do, I'm always bored but today I was sick so I always wanted to sleep.

The next morning after breakfast Dad said we would go out for a picnic so I could get some fresh air and feel better. He took us to the countryside in a green field, I didn't know how he knew it but it was relaxing to see all that greenery. While mum was preparing the picnic sheet, I wanted to go for a walk. The sun was shining and I heard a light chirping of the birds. The field was cool so I wanted to walk barefoot to experience that pleasant sensation. After a while, I heard mom was calling me for lunch. We were all sitting under a tree that gave us shade and there was a good wind. Mama and papa talked about things with each other while I spoke with Imran about the environment. In the end we returned home it had been a beautiful Sunday spent with the family. I helped Imran a little with his homework in the evening and after that I took my medicine and went to rest as my fever was getting back. I was only in bed but was awake while everyone else was already asleep. I didn't want to think about Ali but I couldn't get him out of my head. I immediately sat up on the bed and started crying. While my tears didn't stop, I was wondering why I was crying and the answer I received was: "because you were left with less than how he treated you".

I didn't understand what he will have achieved by doing this to me, all the times I received his "nice" messages, all the times he pretended to care about me, all the times he looked and stared at me what he will have achieved by making me attracted to him. My first thoughts were right I could never fall in love with a boy... and with someone like him just not!

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