I FELL IN HATE WITH YOU

Chapter Eleven

Amara

It's been a few days since Zara came home with all those bruises.

She met with an accident. A biker hit her on the curb. She was injured with broken ribs and a leg fracture. It would take her three weeks to recover she might miss my graduation tomorrow.

I feel bad because this was important to me. Thankfully Mr. Cheater is not bothering me after I sent him a list of things I hate about him.

He must have been embarrassed. I feel guilty for being so mean, But he can't push me around the way he likes. "Follow me", "Come here," and Invading my personal space. because of guys like him, Zara is in this condition.

In all of these things happening one thing good came out of it. Taleem's uncle and Zara are on good terms. He visits us often even stayed a night. Zara goes walking with him to the park to exercise her muscles as the doctor suggested. When Zara called Mom from the accident location. Mom Informed him.

He came running before Mom like our dad should have done. We are no longer in contact with our dad. It has been ages that we saw his face, If he was here it would be something like this.

"Amara" Ma yelled from across the hall.

"Amara" came from Zara too in a second.

"Coming" I yell back. We all have the habit of screaming at each other for no absolute reason. We all go out to find Zara on the couch and Mom standing with a Bag in her hands. A brand we can hardly afford. There smiling faces looking at me expectantly. But they don't say anything till the last person enters the room, Our step father.

To say that we have kind of accepted our faith is understatement. He is kind man with faults that helped us in many ways and ruined in many, but we have warmed up to him and he has tried his level best to balance things. when he enteres he is smiling too. 

I'm suspicious of what's happening.

"What is happening?" I question eyeing everyone around me and Jahan and Asiya giggling.

"Congratulations on the graduation," they say at once.

"Here is your little early graduation present you can wear tomorrow after the ceremony." Giving me the bag from her hands. I'm hesitant.

"You guys you didn't have to do it. It must be so expensive and I was thinking of not going to the after-party." I lied to show I was uninterested.

"Oh shut up.....open it already," Zara tells me from my right.

So I obeyed to unwrap the bag and there is a box inside creating more impatience in me. when I open the box it reveals a dress, a Nude pink dress flowing out of the box. It is so elegant I want to cry.

I don't deserve to touch it. I fear I might ruin it. It is like the regular strapless ball gown ending at floor length. Crystals covering like stars scattered everywhere from the bodice of the dress. It fits around my waist and flows to the floor, I fear it is too much out there and I wouldn't be comfortable showing my shoulders when mom says "It is not a complete set."

My jaw dropped to the floor. It is a cape inside with full sleeves covering my arms and shoulder and overflowing in the back like an angel. The dress is heavenly.

Asiya and Jahan are jumping with excitement if Zara was in good condition I'm sure she would join them.

"Ma this is so beautiful," I confessed. She replies "It was your Baba's Idea." I'm too stunned by the dress to argue with her stressing us to call him Baba at least. She is doing that for weeks now.