Found home in you

14: ENDING?

Zahil's pov:

I smile at her words,
"Get in,my butterfly."

I open the door to her seat and buckle her up safely.

We keep staring at eachother often and I held her hands while driving.

Day by day,I'm getting addicted of this feeling of a home in her.

We pull over to her house after attending the reception..

She walks out with a silent smile.
I looked her as she walked out.
"Bye love,see you tomorrow"

I nod and smile at her,I start to drive back as I saw her get inside her house safely.

My mind fill up with the thoughts of how my family wanted me to get married and how Mehnaz wanted us to rush things too.

I drove carelessly and suddenly pulled the break,not hitting the girl who was about to cross the road.

I saw her falling down the road as I breaked..I get out hoping she is fine.

"Are you okay miss?"
I ask her...she lifts her face up to look at me and we both get stunned as our eyes met.

She was Sarah,
My past love,who once betrayed my trust,the person who made me lose my trust in love and friendship.

After two years of absence, a mix of feelings, anger and disappointment like embers stoked by fire, ignite within me, rekindling the pain once more.

Doubts creep into my heart, questioning my own judgment..
As the old wounds reopen, reminding me of the old pain.

As I turn back starting to walk away from her,she pulls me by my hand.

"Hey...it's been long.."
I hear her voice.after 2 damn years.i feel a tightness around my heart,which is cautious of the pain which she once inflicted.

"Hey please babe,talk to me"
I hear Sarah calling me again.

"It's Zahil Khan for you."
I say,ensuring myself about the feeling of our past to not reappear again.

"Babe,I know I know i messed up but ,but you know you could've given me a chance."
She speaks and i feel my blood boil up as the memories of our past hits me like a truck.

"Don't you have any shame? expecting me to give you a chance after what you've done, Do you think I'm that naive?"

I spoke and I saw her face which had some kind of disappointment in it.

I get in my car avoiding her existence as she was about to talk more.

I start driving,
My anger takes hold of me as I hit the pedals fiercely,
My car engine roars just like how my beast unleashed,
The speedometer climbs, a testament to the rage.

I lose my senses as my anger fuels the drive, I speed up and I stop in the middle of somewhere.

Mehnaz's pov:

Today is Aysha's Nikkah, my parents are invited too since my pappa is their ex employee.

Soon we get ready and leave for Aysha's house.

As we reached their,my eyes wander around to look for Zahil.
But he's nowhere to be seen.

"Areyy, Mehnaz come here let's go see our Aysha."
I hear Zaisha excitedly coming to call me to accompany her to see the bride.

We both go upstairs to see Aysha,
She's wearing a golden colour Lehenga, looking so beautiful in it.

"Masha Allah!"
I mutter and applied kajal near her ear to protect her from evil eyes.