It's Destined

Tarik POV

 Yasmin stands at the TV facing us with the microphone in hand, I still don't understand why she has it. She clears her throat ready to sing. She puts in One Direction what makes you beautiful. At first I thought she was going to be good but... There's no words to describe. I just stare at her in shock. I notice Gavin and Dunya were doing the same. I stand up and take the mic from her.

"I think you should stop," I say. She stares at me disappointed with her eyes widened. "So, you don't like my singing?" She questions crossing her arm to her chest. I chuckle, not trying to be rude. "We just think you need some practice," Dunya says. "Fine... Let's see what you guys have since I'm so horrible," she smiles sitting down.

"I guess Tarik is going first since he has the mic," Yasmin says crossing her hand to her chest. I shake my head "I can't sing," I tell them. Yasmin gets up and walks up to me "what are you a chicken," she says making chicken noises and doing the chicken dance. I smile, she is so childish. Gavin and Dunya start laughing and chanting my name.

I sigh and was not going to fall into there trap. "I guess more of my sing," Yasmin takes the mic from me. "No," Gavin says taking the mic from her and putting in a song. I sit down next to Yasmin she hits me playfully and whispers whimp. I just smile at her.

Gavin starts singing it was bad as well but it was cute with his little voice. Dunya as well refused to sing. "See me and Gavin are talented," Yasmin says giving him a high five. "Talent is not a word I would use to describe it... Confidence, sure, but not talent," Dunya says getting up. "Good night," she says before leaving.

Yasmin goes to tuck Gavin in and read to him. I go to our room and get ready for bed. Yasmin comes in and gets ready for bed. She looks at me and smiles. "Hey can we could to my parents place tomorrow," she insists. "Um... I can drop you off, I was going to go over to Sister Laura and Brother Joe's house tomorrow," I tell her. She nods "yeah, that'll be fine," she smiles.

The next morning I wake up and Yasmin was already out of bed. I glance over buy the table and mirror and see her singing as she combs her hair. She actually sounds good, amazing unlike yesterday. She stops and stares at herself. I get up and walk up to her. "Yaz, are you ok?" I ask. She jumps at the sound of my voice. She wipes her face as if she was crying. "What's wrong?" I ask her. She gets up and breaks the mirror and turns around and stares me down. Tears roll down her eyes, bloody tears. I stare at her unsure what to do. She then grabs a piece of the broken mirror and walks towards me as I walk backwards. I trip over something.

"Tarik," I hear feeling someone shaking me. "Leave me alone," I say swing my hands. "Aw," I hear, I open my eyes and scream falling off the bed. Yasmin looks down at me. "What is wrong with you?" She questions holding hey eyes. Then realized that was an awful dream. I sigh saying A'odhu Billahi Minash-Shaytan Ar-Rajeem in my head countless times. I jump up feeling horrible. "Are you okay... I'm soo sorry," I say. She jumps off the bed and nods still confused on what happened.

"I'm really sorry... I didn't mean to do that," I explain feeling really bad. She goes to the mirror and examines her eyes. She looks at me with a sigh. She had a black eye. I didn't realize I accidently hit her that hard. I stare in shock. "It's ok," she mumbles. "It's not ok..." I stand up, mentally hating myself for doing that to her.

"Why were you yelling anyways?" she questions sitting down at the chair by the window. I take a deep breath, I didn't want to tell her that I had a bad dream about her trying to kill me and she being evil. "I had a nightmare," I simply say. She takes a deep breath and stands up. She puts on her hijab and looks at me. I was just sitting there staring at her full of regret.

I can't believe I just hit my wife. "Stop... worrying go get dressed," she pulls me of the bed where I was sitting thinking about my mistake. "I can't... I feel bad," I tell her. "It's ok... it was an accident," she sighs walking out the room. I manage to get ready and head to the kitchen. Dunya and Gavin were eating breakfast at the TV.

"Laura called... she said there was important mai for youl," Yasmin says she put the plate of food in front of me. I look up at her "I'll get it when I go there later," I tell her.