Thorns

Thorns [2]

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Sohail was astounded and ridiculed. The man who did not smile to his own parents and brother was now showing a smile to a stranger, and the worst part is she's actually a girl. He glared daggers at her back, already feeling the dispise growing in him for her.

She stood there hugging Aahil, like her life was depending on him. She wore a pair Dark blue faded jeans, that were ripped open at the knees only reaching above the ankles. She wore a pair of black Vans with rainbow coloured flowers printed on them. A blue T-shirt with 'Imma Mischief Lover' written on the front with bold Fonts and a light pink cardigan hanging loosely on her sides. She had her hair covered with a dark red, eye catching hijab. Pinned to perfection. She just smelt mischief to him.

Sohail heard, Aahil laughing, he has never done that In years. It was a genuine chuckle. The hate towards the girl was already starting to grow in his body. He felt as if she took his place, the place where he had always dreamt to be. For his older brother to be proud of.

"Have you eaten something, love?" Aahil asked, pulling away from her and placed his hands on both her shoulders.

"Nope," she said, popping the 'p'.

Sohail wanted to roll his eyes at her childishness. But they resisted from doing so. The girl was annoying and obnoxious.

"What are we waiting for then, let's get you some lunch." Aahil said, grinning a Cheshire cat grin.

"Only if you have lunch with me." She commented.

"Fine. Let's go you stubborn woman." He said chuckling softly.

"Hey, I'm a still a girl." She whined, swatting his chest.

Sohail watched Aahil wrap a hand around the girl's shoulder and lead her towards the exit of the room. He swiftly moved away from the door and walked towards his room. His fists were balled and his jaw clenched and body stiff. He wanted to punch, anything to, everything.

He stormed into his room, raging. He let shaitaan take control, which he never wanted. He quickly stripped off his work clothes and took a short cold shower to calm his nerves. After the shower he had put on a different work suit and stormed downstairs to see that Maya had already set the table with food.

"Brother," Aahil called out, once he came in sight of walking down.

"Well, this is a surprise." He said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. Only to earn a glare from Aahil.

"Behave, I will not tolerate such behaviour in front of her." Aahil hissed.

"So who is this new pet of yours, you seem to be cosy with."

"You better watch your mouth, Sohail. Or else You will see the worst of me." He threatened and Sohail's eyes widened in horror.

"Aahil." A cheery voice squealed from the patio. Interrupting their little argument. Both of their heads snapped towards her direction.

Sohail saw a girl, a young teenager. She didn't look any older than eighteen. The closer she got to them the more he was affected. The girl was fair, she had the most fascinating dark jade eyes, it was a mixture of dark green and yellow giving it the most flawntless look. Her nose sharp and beet red. Her heart shaped lips parted and pink as a pink flamingo. Her lips were full and plum. She looked at him from beneath her dark, long lashes, blinking a few times.

Sohail felt his throat dry. He had never been this speechless in his life. This girl was something and he just couldn't get his hand into it. He just stared at her wide eyes and all she did was furrow her eyebrows looking back and forth between the two brothers.