Heart of a Prankster
Chapter 9: I’m a brave girl
Aara’s p.o.v:
When I woke up, I had a bad feeling that something was really wrong and my suspicions became true when I looked around. I was not in my room!! I don’t where I was.
“Mom? Dad? Imran? Where are you? I really don’t like this kind of prank. ” My parents wouldn’t let me go to a new place without them so where were they? They would never leave me alone. I got no answer which means I was in a new place and in trouble.
I need to check this place. I got up and reached for the door but it was locked. I looked for a window but to my disappointment I couldn’t jump down because I didn’t want to break my legs. The freaking place was like a castle. The people who live here must be really rich. I didn’t have my phone and there was no phone in the room either. I was starting to get really worried.
I paced around the room and was searching for something, anything that could help me. Finally, after few minutes, I found my bag. There must be something in it. I took all my clothes out and shook them hoping for some note to fall down and it did. It was from dad. The note read ‘Aara, I’m really sorry my sweetheart. I let you go away with these people without your permission. Few days ago, A man named Mr.Khan called me and claimed that you’re his daughter. At first, I thought it was a prank but it was nothing like that. He was serious. I don’t know how he got your custody. Things happened really fast and I could only file a case against him. I’m trying to hire the best lawyer. The court’s hearing is in two days. I need you to be careful around him and not get deceived by his fake hospitality. He might try to make you believe that he’s your father. Keep your guard up. Have faith in Allah and in your family. We’ll get you out of there. Take care my child.”
What was happening dad? You’re saying this all through a note? Why? Mr.Khan is not my father!! I can’t stay here. I have to go home but i-I can’t. I’m upset with my family but I trust dad. He’ll get me out of here and I’ll be home soon In Sha Allah.
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Two days. Two long days. Two days without my family.
I prayed all the time. I couldn’t sleep a wink. That man, who claimed to be my father, was sick. He needed a psychiatrist. I behaved like a bad kid. Turned the house into garbage, tried all my pranks but it was of no avail. Still he treated me like a princess but I didn’t fall for it. He’s not my dad and I knew that fact well. I also received a strange note which gave me little hope. Many strange things were happening with me lately. I didn’t know what to do but to be patient.
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The court’s hearing started. I looked for my family. Dad saw me with guilt in his eyes, mom was sobbing and Imran was trying to comfort her. He looked tired and weak. He had cried a lot. He silently conveyed that everything will be alright. I could read it in his eyes. My friends, Ziya, Inayat, Azaan, Adrian, Kai and Karen were present too. I only looked at them. I missed them so much but I was really upset with them. If only they had told me about this I could have helped them or done something.
