MY DEEN...ISLAAM (Being Edited)

Chapter Eleven

Whatever goes up must definately come down, right?

Aeesha's Pov

I told him everything about me the other day but I still couldn't tell him about my illness and my last year in high school.

During the night, I came out of my room with the hope of seeing him again. He was sitted in the living room, he stood up abruptly when he saw me and smiled nervously.

I lied to him about wanting to get water, he said the same making us both laugh. We prepared some pineapple juice and drank it while talking more.

I went to sleep around one again, I slept off with a smile on my face.

This morning, I wasn't feeling too good. My chest hurted more, it had been going on for months but I didn't tell a single soul. My back also seemed to be upset with me because it also was hurting alot.

With so much difficulty, I got up from bed and took a hot shower. It was after five when I had gotten dressed in jeans and a huge long sleeved black shirt which reached my knees. I carried my phone and the jacket I had brought in case the cold would be too much.

I setted the alarm on the bedside to 5:30 am so that Sa'adah would wake up early for prayers.

I walked out of the house, quietly unlocking the back door. I headed towards the beach, it was very pretty and peaceful which was what I needed at the moment.

I put on my jacket and clutched to it for safety. It wasn't so cold thankfully. It was still dark, if someone had seen me, they would think I was certainly crazy but a little part of me was.

I sat on the bench beside the small chalet over there which was cutely designed. I watched the ocean flowing peacefully, the wind blowing violently at it.

I watched darkness start fading away and the sun coming out from the east. I sighed sadly and let my tears flow in peace. I had been bottling up my problems for so long that it hurted to even think about them.

I missed everyone that used to be around me. My mum, Dad (even though our relationship was weird) and my best friend, Firdaus.

I cried in silence for a while, the more I was crying, my chest hurted and my breath would cease for a bit.

I hugged myself and whispered "Why does this have to happen to me? Why can't I leave a normal life?"

I sniffled and closed my eyes, I didn't expect sleep to come but it did and it gracefully took me away.

I heard someone shouting my name, I slowly opened my eyes and saw the guys looking at me in anxiety. I was still sitting on the bench and I somehow managed not to fall, which I was really thankful to.

"Are you alright? We have been looking for you all over. Why didn't you inform anyone you were coming over here?" A worried Sa'adah threw questions at me.

"I am sorry." That was all I could manage to say at that time.

"Let's get you inside first then we can talk later." Ahmad said.

Dilshaad helped me up, her eyes were swollen and red from crying and I felt responsible for it.

I touched her cheeks with my fingers and she whimpered.

"Her hand is freezing, she's so cold." Dilshaad proclaimed.

"We must take her in now." Batul declared.