The Lifelong Death

13|| He is impossible

Okay, I know its not Fawad and Mahira above, but its just a perfect representation of what happened here.

I was dancing in a balcony of the second floor, while men from taller buildings kept staring. They turned on a hindi song called: chikni chameli, telling me to dance again. The song they played was like an item song, where the girl would dance shamelessly.

I realized that I was so lost, that I never realized I was all wet while wearing the color white. My body almost exposed.

{ AMIR'S POV }

Those fucking men were staring at her. Staring and whistling at her like she was their property.

How uncomfortable must Alizeh feel?

They even turned a bloody hindi item song on. I ran towards her as she stared at me .

I could see her large brown eyes glistening with tears, screaming for help. Yet, she was all silent, thinking no one was there for her.

I took my jacket out and put it on her.

I swear I will kill those stupid men staring at her like that. They don't even know I am, or else they would be apologizing to me on my feet right now. This stupid mask, I can't take it off.

Suddenly, she hugged me as she burst out crying.

She hugged me? Doesn't she hate me?

{ ALIZEH'S POV }

I didn't know what to do. I hugged him. It felt wrong, part of me didn't want to hug him. But, I did it.

Until, I realized he put his jacket on me. His shaky hands reached my arms. He was hesitating to hug me back, with his gaze lowered.

I couldn't see his eyes nor his face, but I could see the anger he had for those men.

He took his hands off me as I got out of the hug.

Those men kept saying nasty stuff like "Oho! Your hero has come!" or "What romance!".
It was so cheap and disgusting.

"Look... I-I didn't mean to touch you, sorry", he said as I ran into the bathroom.

I burst out crying. Even if my tears were silent, my eyes were red.

What did I get myself into? I looked at my body realizing how vulnerable I was.

I took out Amir's jacket as I mentally thanked him for being there, being there for me.

I locked the door as I sat down on the floor.

My mind swirled with hundreds of thoughts. It was like as if my whole existence was an embodied entity of internal and external conflicts.

It was like I was always in a constant battle with I don't even know what. I was fighting with my surroundings. Fighting with the people. Fighting with Amir. And mostly fighting with myself.

Mind versus heart. My mind never agreed to keep arguing with Amir. My mind never approved of dancing in the rain so shamelessly. My mind never consented to do anything I was doing. Yet, I was. That's what my heart wanted.

I had completely lost my balance.

Until, I saw a hand. A hand that was there when I was in trouble. A hand that helped me regain my balance.

The hand held my hand and pulled me up from the floor.

It was Amir. Why was he here? Did he want to lecture me about how I shouldn't have danced in the rain?

"Please, if you-", I said as I got cut off by him putting his hand on my mouth.

"Shh... take this and change", was all he said as he gave a black kameez this time and left, leaving me in shock.

God, he is so impossible to understand!

I washed my face and changed. I could see my skin pale with dark circles under my eyes. The pretty girl, I once used to be had faded away. I looked like I suffered from depression, I looked like as if I held deep dark secrets within me.

How long was I stuck here for? Why was I here?

So many questions remained unanswered.

I went out out of the bathroom as I saw Amir standing there like he was waiting for me.
Why did he keep coming all the time? What does he want from me?

{ AMIR'S POV }

I didn't know why I was waiting in her room waiting for her to come out.

"I am sorry that you have to go through this", was all I managed the nerve to say.

She seemed confused as she raised an eyebrow.

"Amir, why do you wear that mask?", she asked.

I myself didn't know why I wore it. I was just scared that if she finds out who I really am she will hate me forever.

"I-I wear it because", I paused as I looked at the wall as if it was the most intriguing thing ever,"B-because well just like that, I don't want you to know who I am."

She seemed so confused. Well, I was confusing.

"Why?"

"I can't tell you that"

"Look, okay forget that I really want to sort things out here", she said as she put a hair strand behind her ear, "I have realized that you are not going to kill me because God knows why."

True, I myself didn't know.

"And you can't trap me here for eternity. So, I want to help you. Just tell me what did my father, Har- nevermind I won't say his name, what did he do to you?"

I could feel shivers run down my spine, as she asked me that. I had no idea how to answer to that.

What should I tell her?

When I myself didn't know why I kept her here, trapped for over eleven months now.

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