It's Destined

Yasmin POV

Tarik drops me off at my parents house he gets off the car to say hi and then leaves. I sit down in the living room. Dunya and Gavin went with Tarik to meet Laura and Joe. "What happened to your face?" Khalil says staring at me. I knew they all were wondering that since I walked in. My parents sit down and stare at me as well. "It was an accident," I mumble not trying to make eye contact because the all were staring at me. "How did this accident happen?" my dad says empathizing accident. I didn't feel like telling them cause they take everything out of proportion, so I decide that silence was my best answer.

"Yasmin what happened?" my dad demands. I look up at him. "I told you it was an accident... I was waking Tarik up and he was having a bad dream and he swinged his hand and hit me in the face... he felt really bad about it... he didn't mean to," I tell them. Khalil jumps up and I knew where this was going, I shouldn't have come to my parents; should have just waited into it healed and went away. "He hit you!" Khalil blurted. "It was an accident," I sigh. "He should have told us," my mom says pissed.

"That's it... you're staying with us for a while until we know we can trust him," my dad says. "Dad, that's crazy," I say now pissed off how face they are taking a small bruise. "you dad is right he obviously can't control himself," my mom agrees. "Mom, you can't do that," I say. "We are trying to protect you," my dad suggests. I stare at him not trying to believe what he is saying. "You guys know he is my husband... I'm married now you can't treat me like a kid," I cross my arms to my chest.

"You're still my baby sister," Khalil says. "And you're our little girl," my mom says sadness filling her eyes. "I'm not a little girl anymore," I say. "Yasmin, you're going to stay here for a while end of conversation," my dad says. I can't believe they are doing this, I go up to my room and fall into my bed. Tears fill my eyes which just made it painful. Why would they do this. My parents are too overprotective.

I sit around for hours hoping Tarik would show up but once it hit Isha, I felt as if he wasn't going to show up. I guess my parents talked to him because he didn't call. Why wouldn't he call? Is he mad at me?I put my finger through my hair trying to figure something out. I dail Tarik's number but it sends me to voicemail. I know truly feel like he is mad at me. I take a deep breath and sit on my window bench hugging my pillow while I stare into the dark sky.

My door opens and Khalil walks in. I roll my eyes and continue staring out the window. He sits down on the edge of my bed. I turn to look at him trying not to be pissed but I couldn't help it, I was ready to punch him in the face. I take a deep breath to get rid of the feelings. "He's not coming," he says. I was going to say something but decide not to. I look back to the window and felt tears forming in my eyes but I hold it back.

"I'm sorry," Khalil says as he walks. I grab my phone again and go back to the spot I was sitting. I try Tarik's number again. I pray in my head that he picks up. It rings a few times and sends me to voicemail. I just wanted to say good night or hear his voice. I try once more but no answer, I throw my phone on the bed and force myself to sleep.

Two week has passed and I haven't heard from Tarik or seen him and I didn't like it at all. I tried his phone a few times and still no answer so I just gave up cause obviously he didn't want to talk to me. I sit in my room on my window bench and end up falling asleep because of the sound of the rain against my window.

I hear knocking on my door. "You know it's open," I mumble annoyed. I try to go back to sleep. No one was speaking so I sit up and look around and no one was there. Am I going crazy. I hear knocking again "It's opened... stop playing around," I say lay back down annoyed. "Yasmin," I hear. I sit up and look towards the door. Dunya was standing there. I stare at her shocked. Am I hallucinating. "Aren't you happy to see me?" she questions. I stand up and give her a hug.