Too young to love???

Chapter 25

Sara's POV

It felt strange, going home after so long. But you could say that I was happy. After all I was going away from the source of problems that was London to me. After the accident, my parents came to get me but because of the injuries they could not take me home right away, so they had to wait till the doctor allowed me to travel.

Ever since the accident, everyone has been a bit distant towards me, except Rehan bhai. Danial left for New York, apparently he managed to get accepted in one of the universities there. I was happy for him, even though I was never going to talk to him again. I mean, he wanted to get away from me so bad, why would I then cling onto him, it's not like he was someone special. He was just someone I pitied, yeah that's right I pitied him. A lost soul like him, who does not even know who he himself is, did not need my friendship, rather he needed to sort his own priorities in life. I hope he does that while he is away. As for Rehan bhai, he visited me whenever he had time, he had been getting busier in office but it was fine for me, I did not feel like talking much.

Lost in thoughts, I got up from my bed, we were currently staying at a hotel in London since my parents did not want to trouble Danial's family anymore. Though they did visit us once in a while, I still had a strange feeling every time aunty came around. She looked at me strange, which made me uncomfortable. I guess the reason she was being this way was because I did not exactly tell her what had happened on the night of my accident. She kept insisting that she won't tell anyone but I could not bring myself to tell her so I lied, by saying that i was tired and wanted to go home, and while hailing a cab got into the accident. But did she believe me? No. Besides what was the point? Danial had already left and I do not suppose that a mother would be very happy to hear anything against her child, so I refrained from saying anything. After a few days though she stopped asking, she also became distant.

But I guess I would not have to worry about their family now. We were leaving today for India - for home. I walked, or rather limped to where my suitcase was, checked that I had kept everything, before the bellboy came to get our belongings. Soon as I was done, the doorbell rang. My mother opened the door to let my father in.

"The bill has been settled and the car is here to take us to the airport, have you kept everything?", papa asked mamma.

"Yes, I have, Sara, have you packed everything?", mamma asked turning to face me. The thing was, she could not stand seeing my face, a shard of broken had left a deep cut near my left eye and mamma was worried that the scar would never fade away, hence usually would end up in tears after looking at my face. It was bad I know, but I could not understand why it mattered. I mean I was absolutely fine apart from a few scars, one of which was on my face, so what?

But mamma was thinking something that I did not quite understand. The doorbell rang, distracting me from my thoughts.

The bellboy came in, soon as papa opened the door, he took our luggage and after checking all the drawers and cupboards one last time, we left to go downstairs.

A cab was waiting, at the entrance of the hotel. We got in and were soon drifting past the busy streets of London. No one talked much, so I was left to my own thoughts, I had thought that aunty would come to see us off but I guess she must be busy.

And just like that before I knew it, we were boarding the plane that would take us home.

After settling down in my seat, I looked out the window to see the city one last time.

Sure I was taking with me some happy and some sad memories but the best thing was that Danial was not lost anymore, at least I hoped he was not. Mission accomplished.

Danial's POV

It's not going to be easy but it will be worth it, I say to myself as I walk into my classroom for the first lesson of the day.