Match Made In Hell

Stubborn Queen.

Zoya splashed water nonstop, wiping the makeup off her face. Once removing all the makeup, she glanced at the mirror before her and stared at her reflection blankly, her eyes red and glistening with tears. Those vile words of Zain's constantly rang in her ears causing the fresh tears to slip out of her eyes.

Does he really think so low of her? yes she likes to adorn herself a lot and that too because she loves herself not because to flatter herself in public or to attract the attention of men. She may be a spoiled brat but not that cheap and characterless to stoop that low. She knows the limits and boundaries her religion has set for her. She never paid any attention to what people think or says about her but why the hell his words are affecting her so much when she knows he is always this crue and heartless.

"I hate you Zain Malik, I hate you!!!!" Zoya splashed water all over her face once again and wipe it off with a towel. She changes into her night suit, spongebob t-shirt and pajamas before walking out of the washroom only to meet with a concerned Eshal.

"Zoi! did you cried??" She inquired worriedly upon noticing her puffy eyes.

"You didn't leave yet??" Zoya dodge the question and lay down on the bed while hugging the pillow close to her chest.

"You think I'll leave you like this hell no!!! and why did you change huh? you spent two freaking hours getting ready and kept me waiting only to cancel the plan at the last minute." Eshal scolded her.

"Blame that devil not me, who always spat out poison from his mouth." Zoya huffed in anger, he killed all the energy and excitement for her to do anything with his vicious words.

Eshal heaved a sigh, climbed on the bed and sat beside her, "I know his words hurt you alot that's why you reacted like that but Zoya it's not the first time it happened. You too always find means to hurt him physically and sometimes emotionally. Now when he did the same, you took it to heart. As far as I know you always backfired rather than crying." She tried to reason with her while caressing her hair lovingly.

"Yes I agree I am always behind him. That's because I can't forget what he did to me but no one gave him the right to point finger at my character. It is my choice how I dress up, how I walk and roam around, how I eat and sleep. He's no one to judge me like that." Tears betrayed Zoya once again as water leaked out of her eyes nonstop but she wiped the tears right away, not wanting to shed her precious pearls over that jerk.

"Yes you are right I understand you, now leave it. I'm sure Hania Appi and your brother must have given him a good beating on your behalf. You don't need to take the matter in your hands." Eshal coaxed her while caressing her cheeks and kissed her eyelids.

A small smile crept over Zoya's lips upon feeling Eshal's love and care for her. Zain and Zamin might be best friends but when it comes to Zoya, Zamin can become a protective brother like any other brother, ready to kill anyone who dares to hurt his baby sister. She feels blessed to have an elder brother like him.

"Eshu do you feel shy taking my brother's name??" Zoya propped on her elbow and flashed Eshal a teasing smile. Her mood changes in a split second like a chameleon much to Eshal's surprise.

"What n-no!!! wh-why would I-I feel shy." She stammered nervously, her cheeks heating up and face flushed red, betraying her words.

"Then why don't you take his name like those aunties who feel shy to call their husband by name. Tell me do you like him?" Zoya teased her further, enjoying the look on her face for which Eshal smacked her arm.

"Shutup Zoya you're impossible!!! I'm going home, it's getting late." Eshal quickly rose from bed and put on her slippers to escape or else Zoya would tease her to death.