NEXT MORNING."Ahhh"
I woke up startlted as something hit me with force . Something wet. My vision blur so I rub my eyes. As I saw Alia and Nusrat aunty.Alia with a jug in her hand. Her nose flaring of anger. She had a evil smile on her face. Nusrat aunty glares at me. With a scoff.
"What the hell was that" I shout my voice trembling because, I hate water.
And its December in Delhi . Do they fucking have an idea how cold it is.
Goosebumps covers my skin.
I was sleeping in my yesterday's outfit."Do you think we will leave you just like that, if you try to seduce my boyfriend he is my would be husband " Alia spat almost on my face. Eww . Her cheeks red and her perfect hair in a mess. Dark circles covering her eyes. Her cheeks hollow.
Not judging but she looks horrible without makeup. You can't really believe that she is the same person with a ton of makeup on her face.
Lovely morning
My fucker mind says. And I scoff.
What the hell do you want to shut your freaking mouth.Your death.
Haha very funny. Quit the mocking now . I am in no mood for a squabble with you.
"I am not at all interested in your so-called fiance so leave before I call uncle". I threatened them and my aunt left a guffaw. She came closer and held my throat in her hand pressing it hard . I was losing breath I wanted to remove her hand and fight , Struggle but . I didn't do anything. I was just staring at her while she was choking me to death. I could feel the blood rushing to my BRAIN. Not ready to back down. no expression on my face..
"No way in hell I was going to beg her to leave me. I would rather die".
I thought while I could feel the lack of breath in my lungs.But her normal brown eyes widening at lack of struggle. She pressed harder but I did nothing.
She gulped . "Mom leave her she will die and then dad will kill you " Alia's voice echoed while I could feel my eyes getting heavy. But I stayed the same way until suddenly.everything went black .*
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"Ziya are you okay beta , please wake up . Open your eyes " I heard faint cries while . I could hardly Remember the voice . I slowly tried to open my eyes. But it felt heavy.
First day in India and great going .
I opened my eyes to see a big someone sitting next to me his hand engulfing mine. Then I noticed it was my brother. Tears gather at the corner of my eye. But I promised myself I won't shed a tear.My brother god he has grown so much. He has a beard now. His dark black hair long enough to be tied in a half bun. But his eyes glossy and red. His dark green forest eyes. I missed him so much . I can clearly see the concern on his face. His olive skin not matching mine. While he is wearing a
Pastel green shirt and khaki pants.
His shirt makes his dark eyes look lighter.
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The Girl Who Was My childhood Neighbour
RomanceThis is a story of Ziya and Rohaan Ziya is a silent killer. Love is a dumb decision for her. But she believes in friendship and loves her friends the most. She is overjoyed and satisfied from her gaming and hacking career plus her bcom.the girl who...