Regrets

[Chapter Eleven]

'sweety would you want to have some peanut butter spread?' she handed me the jar of peanut butter.

'thankyou aunty' I smiled as I spread the gooey item on my bread.

Acting as if I own this place now.

'they're so cruel' Afroz winced. I have just slightly told them about my past, I think they do deserve to know after all they've offered me to live with them, without renting or expecting any payment from me.

Is she think thinking about my story?

I simply giggled.

'Alhamdullilah we met her' I caught a glimpse of Zayds eyes.

If I was to move in here, I would have to grab all of my stuffs from home and Irfan must be on the verge of killing me by now.

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'be careful' I muttered under my breath, this was a bad bad bad idea, but Zayd has suggested me to move into his house as soon as possible and he wasn't taking a "no" for an asnwer.

we entered into my house, goosebumps already making its way up my skin.

'well you be careful little girl' he patted my shoulders and took his hands away from it as soon as he saw the discomfort in my eyes.

'this, this and this' I pointed at my books, laptop and the other essential stuffs.

'i'll take the clothes' I suggested him, gathering everything I can stuffing it into a duffle bag which his mother had given me before we left.

'yeah okay you do that' he grinned.

We're acting as if we've known each other for a decade.

But why is he grinning?

I've dont half of my packings I walked into my dads  isolated room, reminiscing on the past and the sweet memories that flashed as I entered.

my hand reached just for one special thing which he have always kept safe.

My mothers necklace of course, and the others. Let alone take them all, I can't risk to have a mental breakdown everytime look at it.

Let this house be just a memory!.

'Zayd' I started to panic.

'yeah' he glanced at me

I almost tripped when I ran to where Zayd was standing.

'i think he's back, I heard him' my voice bearly being clear, i held onto Zayds arm.

'don't worry I'm here' he said, collecting my lotions and stuffs from the desk.

'seriously?' I gasped 'please lets get out it's not helping me' im not much of a talker, but if we didn't move right now I would've dissappeared into thin air.

'Zaydd' I huffed.

'it's okay' he said in a firm tone as his body stiffened.

'Who the hell are you' Irfan yelled.

'who are you?' Zayd arched an eyebrow.

'her fiancé' he gave Zayd a death glare.

I gaped at him, taken aback of what Irfan had just said? Fiance? What on earth did he just say?

'what? I'm sorry I think you've got that wrong, move out of my way' Zayd said calmly.

'Why don't you move your hero ass away from my fiance' he said pushing Zayd on his chest.

'let go' Zayd dashed Irfans hands away, as he reached for my shoulders.

And both of the boys are now in a rage.

I couldn't do anything except hiding behind zayds shoulder like im a lost puppy.

'Let go I said' Zayd pushed Irfan to the ground.

And Irfan got up double angrier, he pulled Zayd by his shirt and gave him a hard punch in the chest.

I cupped my face, wincing inside. What have I done? It's all my fault.

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