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"This is the seventeenth time I have called zayed and hasn't picked up" Ahmad said to marwa and Amira pacing back and forth
They have planned everything for the date, but zayed hasn't showed up yet and they have no clue of his abouts
marwa tried calling Zara but it was switched off "She not picking" marwa said worriedly
"Please not him not ditch her, god zayed" amirahs voice sound very pissed
"Marwa, go to their house and check her"
With that thought she hastened to Zara's house, she spotted muna outside the house, so she hurried up to her
"Muna where's Zara" she asked as she saw her outside the House, she checked her watch for the time and it's past seven-three minutes to time
"She said she was meeting up with zayed, is something wrong" muna said worriedly
"Holyshit" she left with a swift
Muna was left dumbfounded not knowing what's happening, she watched as marwas car disappeared and jafars car appeared
"Muna where's Zara" jafar asked as he came to her
"She said she was meeting up with her friend zayed. What's with everyone and asking about her, a minute earlier marwa was here and now you? Is something going on with my sister and you are not telling me" muna spoke with a hint of worry in her voice, but she could still see the sad face of jafar
"I have to go, just call me when she's back. Okay?" With that jafar left
ZARAH
When I reached to the place all my problems vanished and disappeared, for I was welcomed with a beautiful scene of purple Flowers, purple-how much I adore the colour. The place was very beautiful; a garden decorated with purple and blue, a double chair and a table, a mat, candles with champagnes, everything is well decorated and put in a way that I like, a place I have dreamt of.
I sat down on one of the chairs waiting for zayed, I switched on my phone and saw thousands of messages from different people, muna 7, marwa 20, jafar 13 , and even some messages from unknown numbers, I didn't bother reading the messages and didn't even checked. I put on my phone on flight mode not looking forward to seeing any more messages popping in, or calls.
Anyway, I knew I came a bit early but i was just three minutes early and now it's fifteen minutes to eight and yet he-zayed hasnt showed up
I like the place because its kinda cool and quiet, only the sound of the crickets could he heard. I waited for about thirty minutes and still zayed hasn't show up,
Past eight nothing
Past nine nothing
Ten nothing, then I started to have some doubts but deep inside me I knew zayed wouldn't leave me, maybe he's on with another surprise seeing as he changed the address of the place we were going
Past ten nothing
Eleven nothing
Twelve nothing, this time I wasn't having doubts but scared. Its midnight and I am the only one in the middle of nowhere. I finally gave knowing zayed will never show up and started to work down the street to get a cab back home, I couldn't call a driver for my battery is dead
Walking a bit far, I spot some group of boys moving towards my direction, and I started praying the dua i once read for protections
Allahummak phihim Bima shi' ta
"Anti Jamila( you are pretty)" one of the men came near me whispering in my ears, I was disgusted, I could scent the smell of alcohol, and tears out of nowhere started gushing down my cheeks
I started running, I didn't know where i was going, my view is blurred for the tears in my eyes, my mind is taken somewhere, tonight I was on the path of destruction... My heart was in tatters
'You shouldn't have trusted him' my inner spoke
I cried like the world is ending,
I cried because I felt betrayed,
I cried because I felt broken,
I cried because I was naïve,
I cried because I trusted too much,
I cried because I messed up everything,
I cried because I have feelings for zayed,
I cried because I betrayed jafar,
I cried because I am a failure
I cried my heart out..
I silently cursed zayed, I cursed him, god I hate zayed, I will never forgive him.
I cursed marwa because she left me with my problems when I needed her the most.
I blame my mother for not being with me to give me the motherly advice.
I ran and ran and ran until my lungs got weak, and my breath shortened, until my legs got tired and betrayed me, I fell to my knees crying.
I spotted a car moving closer to me, I saw a woman running towards me , and that woman is no other person but my mother,
The least of the people I wish to see right now
"Zara , subhanallah , let's get into the car it's late" I ignored her
I ignored her not because I was so weak to speak to her, but for i was mad at her, she wasnt there for me, she never was
"Zara, don't be stubborn get up" she tried helping me but I jerked away
"Zara, it's cold let's get you home we would talk everything out" and now I was vexed and let out my anger before I could think twice
"Why, why is it, why do you care mama, don't act like you care about me, all you care about is your work, your never had time for me, for your daughter- your only daughter, you left me with my problems, you always fly around from countries to countries for your business, just... You were never there for me"
"Ana mah-zuza ya Ummi( I am depressed mother)
"Zara am always there.." I cut her of before she continues
"At least you should have been there today, today the day I needed you the most. I went into your room and to my disappointment you were in California, having a great time than me, letting all my problems eat me alive " only then did I felt a hurt pain on my cheeks, she slapped me, my mother slapped me and before she could utter a word I started walking
I started running at the middle of the road and she followed me, she kept shouting my name but I ignored her
Until i reached where I couldn't run again and stop to snap out all the Bullshits in me at her , but me and my mama are both in tears now " stop following me , khallini rooh, bitra jaaki (let me live, I beseech you), stop following me you have places to go more interesting than being with me, go to France, Egypt, have fun and let the world eat me."
I inhaled
"You know what, you weren't around when my father died, you were in Canada, you see its because of your neglect that he died, he died because of you, and I will like hell never in the entire life I....."
But before I could finish, I heard car honking at me, I couldn't move, I was frozen in my spot and closed my eyes to my destiny....
Minutes and I heard nothing, not my mothers shouting my name and not the cars sound, and when I opened my eyes, I regretted whatever I had uttered, for I was revealed with the most shocking stituation in my life....
And I blacked out....
...........
SCANDALIZED!!?
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my stepsister (book2##)
RomanceThis is the continuation of the book MY STEPSISTER BY SHATOU. I had problem with my old account,so I opened a new one Cope, shall you
