{tw: suicide mention}
(I recommend you reread the last few chapters to recollect what had happened}
My phone began to buzz. Text after text, missed call after missed call, Ammi was worried. What was I supposed to tell her? That all of the things that she raked up money for is gone, or at least for now. We aren't rich.
Ammi: Iqra where are you???
I stared at the words on my screen. Should I reply? Ammi is the kind of mother to always have their children in mind, and worry about their safety. Sometimes she has panic attacks if Hajra and I don't respond to her texts or calls.
Keeping her in mind, I begin to type.
Iqra: Assalamu alaikum, ammi. i'm at school
She responds immediately.
Ammi: Why haven't you come home yet?
I hesitate. Should I lie? There's already been enough drama between us, with the whole party and Imraan thing.
Iqra: Well, i kind of got in a fight with julia and out of anger she took all of my stuff and put it somewhere and now i'm waiting in the office for the staff to find it. i also damaged my leg even more.
I looked away from my phone and examined the room I was in, before hitting send and awaiting for her response, which will probably be worse than I expect.
...
Yup I was right.
Ammi: WHAT HAVE YOU GOTTEN INTO THIS TIME?? IT BETTER NOT GET YOU ARRESTED
Oh look she found out how to turn on caps.
Iqra: Ammi, please. would you just not overreact for once? We got into a small altercation
Ammi: small??? that's not what you told me before
Iqra: Fine it was kinda big but no one got hurt okay?
Ammi: Im coming to pick u up
No, I definitely didn't want her coming into my school trying to threaten the principal that she's gonna sue because of 'hate on a Muslim girl'. I didn't need her ruining my reputation even more.
Iqra: Ammi, stop, i'll walk home.
Ammi: I doubt you can walk, but okay if u say so
I sigh in relief. At least that was over, for now. I bet when I get home I'll be getting a very long lecture.
Mrs. Evans enters the office once again, but this time, with anger and confusion. I look at her as she sits down at her desk. The room stays silent, as I hear her breathing.
"I'm sorry." She utters, which grabs my attention. "We couldn't find her, or your stuff. Julia seemed to have just run away. The staff is still searching for your belongings though we gave up on Julia. If she comes back, she will be suspended and have lunch duty, but if she doesn't, there's nothing we can do."
"Oh, alright." I said, taking a deep breath.
"Maybe, just go home for now. Rest, take time off if you need your leg to heal again. We'll contact you if we find anything."
I nod and stand up. "Thank you" I mumble before leaving.
My leg ached but walking was manageable. I walked away from my school. Cramps in my leg were frequent, but I limped and limped.
I heard a car engine creeping up beside me. It was a dark blue sedan, slowing down on the road beside me. With the windows rolling down, appeared a familiar face. Imraan.
"What do you want?" I say coldly, trying to give off the vibe that I don't want to talk to him.
"I see you limping, I don't mind dropping you off to wherever you want to go." He said, taking his sunglasses off, to reveal his gorgeous eyes.
NO stop it Iqra, you don't like him anymore, and you're engaged! I lower my gaze.
Though the offer seemed very generous, I wasn't going to get into the car of a person who abused me, even if it was unintentional.
"I don't need your help....just leave me alone." I continued walking.
Imraan drove up a bit to catch up. "C'mon Iqra, I'm not trying to persuade you into marrying me or anything. I know you're engaged. I just don't like seeing you hurt. So where are you going?"
I kept my head down. No way I was going to tell him my destination. Instead I ignored him once again and walked away.
"Fine, suit yourself, idiot." I heard him say before rolling up the windows and zooming past me, which I'm sure was over the limit considering it was a school zone.
I made sure not to let his insult hurt me, though I felt like it should have, and made my way back home.
Ammi's words were not very nice when I walked inside the house. Thinking she would feel sympathy for me, I strolled right on in, but nope instead I get a face full of yelling and worry and motherly lectures.
Once that was over, I took a warm shower and let all the tension go. Ammi seemed more worried than I was, about many things as well. There was the search for my belongings, disappearance of Julia, wedding of Faseeh and I, but especially for me, there was dealing with Imraan, who just won't seem to let go.
After my shower I managed to take a nap, again trying to forget everything that just happened. I wanted to be in my own world, but mainly with Allah.
I was woken up by Ammi, telling me to get ready. I had thought it was dinner time but nope, I decided to sleep through until the next day.
I got dressed, and put on my favourite salmon coloured chiffon hijab, making me feel way better. With a touch of lip gloss, I descended down the stairs, in search of my bag.
That's when I remembered where my bag was.
Hidden, probably even thrown away, considering how angry Julia can be at times.
I skipped breakfast, as I just wasn't feeling it, and made my way to school. The words of 'Iqra and Julia' were being thrown all over the hallway. Our fight was infamous.
I got stares as I passed through the students. A group even tried following me to my locker. Then one girl approached me.
"So you and Julia had a fight?" She asked me.
"Yeah..." I said, walking towards my class
"She covered you in trash, right?" She said, and I nodded again. "Well it's been going around school that she killed herself after she ran away.
That's when I stopped in my tracks.
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yaaay finally an update!!!
Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!! I just want to say, thank you for your patience and your loving comments.
I was determined to update this today, because you well deserve it.
Some news on my life- I got accepted into an art program at high school!!! It's so exciting ahhh.
Also, my birthday is coming up this month, and i've asked for so much merch ohmygod.
Now, updates won't be inconsistent, but with high school right around the corner, there's a lot of prepping to do. So I apologize in advance for any long waiting for another chapter.
I hope you enjoyed this chap. Thank you so much for 27.9K reads!!! that blows my mind oml
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