"I will not go if you ask them to drop us" a fourteen-year old Noor said. Feeling hatred consuming her insides. She felt disgusted just by hearing their names.
"Why? It would be much easier for us ,we don't have to walk. Remember how much time we saved that time when he dropped us." Her cousin said.
Oh how can she forget? Once when she and her cousin were going to a store,they had to walk two to three kilometres but unfortunately that scum came and her cousin made her sit on his bike unwillingly. She couldn't protest and only she knew how much she cried and tried to scrub off the filthy feeling of his presence. So much trauma for a teenager ,right?
" I'd rather walk than going with them"
"What did they even do? You don't even tell me"
They are fucking assholes who are a burden to this earth and the ones who according to me should die. Noor wanted to scream these words so loud but she couldn't because she knew no one would believe her,no one will support her. She had to live like this, suffocated until she dies.
" If you wanna take me with you then you better drop this plan of going with them,if not then you can find someone else". A rude reply flew out of Noor's mouth before she could even stop.
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Noor's pov :
My eyes flew open. My breath hitched, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. Another nightmare, sometimes I think that what did I do to deserve so much pain.
People say that Allah doesn't burden a soul beyond it can bear.
But slowly I was losing my faith in that sentence because thus pain,this heart - wrenching pain was something I could no longer bear. And as if this wasn't enough I was now going to marry someone who I didn't like or maybe not . I was sure that he would not let me marry Lawrence after that phone call last night.
I was in the taxi right now,about to reach my so - called 'home' and to say that I was nervous would be an understatement because it felt like I would explode from all the anxiety.
I just hope that whatever is best for me happens.
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Leonardo's pov :
I knew that she was crying, I could sense it. I didn't want her to cry , ever and whoever made her cry had made a grave mistake because I for sure was not going to spare whoever the fuck it was.
I asked my staff to dig about the matter and the reason behind her crying made my blood boil.
If her parents thought that they could marry off my girl to any douchebag who couldn't handle rejection then they were wrong. That 'fiance' of her should be ready for whatever he has brought upon him by making her sad.
I had thought that I would give my Noor some time to accept me but this fucking so called marriage of hers made everything worse. I couldn't see her getting married to just anyone. I will make sure that everyone knows whom she belongs to.
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FanfictionA girl who believes she's hard to love A man who loves her like its breathing She craves love He craves her. (by - author-a7)