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I also call her Bimbo bc I forgot what her actual name was..
Anyways, hope you enjoy iA I am updating so much lately.
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One thing I wondered was why would people give me weird looks? Did they think we were dating or something?
As if. As if I'd ever end up with a player like that. He's haram, these thoughts are haram.
before I knew it I was running away. I ran away the second his eyes met mine. I knew he already could see the hurt and pain in my eyes and he didn't deserve to see it anymore. The bell rang, I couldn't bear to go to class right now. So I went to the only place campus guards wouldn't catch me- the garden.
It wasn't beautiful. It was abandoned. Nobody ever went here anymore.
I leaned against a pot, and felt tears coming. I shouldn't be crying, I shouldn't be feeling my heart being smashed into pieces as the image of them kissing filled my mind. I put my knees to my head and quietly sobbed, begging Allah to help me.
"Sara?" Chase asks. Oh, crap. I quickly hid my face.
"Why are you crying?" He asks, concerned.
"Why do you care?!" I snap.
"I think I should ask you why do you care who I kiss?" He snaps back.
"I don't care!"
"If you didn't why would you be crying?!"
God, what an idiot.
"B-Because! Just..never talk to me again!"
"Sara.."
"Go! I don't want to be friends with a guy like you."
He pauses for a moment, "Well, I never knew you out of all people would be judgemental." He spat out bitterly before leaving.
I stayed there. I stayed and sat there until the last bell rang, until the sun began to set.
Until my stomach began to grumble.
Only taking a break to pray.
I got up and walked to Mary's house, attempting to do so before the sun set completely.
Once I finally, reached I knocked on the door. Mary opened it, in her pink striped Pajama bottoms, pink tank top and a mask on her face.
"Sara! There you are, where the hell were you?" She asks.
I look down as my shoulders began to shake silently,tears forming.
"Sara!" She quickly pulled me into a hug. "Is this about Chase?"
I nod, not wanting to say anything.
"Listen to me," she says, holding me at arms length, "If there was one thing I learned about Islam, it would be that there is a reason for everything and God has a plan. So maybe this is a little bump in the rode, but you have a bright future ahead of you. After pain and sorrow comes happiness, but you can't have one happen without the other."
I stayed at her house for a couple hours, eating ice cream and watching a movie while snuggling with my best friend.
I felt horrible when I got home, I didn't tell anyone where I was. My mom rushed to me. "Hebla! Where were you?" She yelled, obviously mad and worried.
"I-"
"Oh calm down, Basma. Give the girl some space."
"Excuse you, mother but this is my daughter the last time I checked!" Mom exclaimed to grandma.
"Mama! It's okay, I can explain. It's really simple actually. I was at school late and then went to Mary's." I said, her face softens. "Without even calling?" She asks.
I looked down. "It was a bad day.." my mom envelopes me in a hug and I feel all my stress and worried float away as I hug the person I love the most.
I go into my room, ripping off my hijab and prepared to take off my bra and sleep when I see Jamila on my bed.
"Hello, sister." She greets, laying her head on her palm.
"Hi.." I reply uneasily.
"What's wrong?"
"Why would you even ask that? Nothing's wrong."
"I know something happened..was it Chase?"
I stare at the ground fidgeting with my fingers, "No.."
"Did he try to touch you? I swear if he did I'll -"
"No! No, Jamie! He wouldn't do anything to hurt me." The world stung to say, he did hurt me. A lot.
She nods, "I'll talk to you soon, Sister."
Why does She keep calling me sister??
I changed into my pajamas and sunk into bed, a 100% ready for sleep.
May Allah forgive me for already planning how I'm going to fake being sick to stay home tomorrow.
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Unwanted Feelings
RomanceSara Haji was a seventeen year old muslimah going through her last highschool year with her best friend Mary. What she never expected was for Chase Parker's life crash into hers. The huge problem is; he's not muslim. Sara finds herself in quite a pr...