My Blue Orange [COMPLETED]

Chapter 9

I sat on the cold black marble floor that reflected my image. I looked at those buildings and made rough sketches on my book. One after an other, the pages were poured with my sketches. Momentarily, I looked at my reflection on the floor and saw my tongue stuck out.

Wow

I chuckled at the funny casting.

I sketched until my back protested. I stood up with numb legs and made my way to the bedroom. After Zuhr Salah I laid down on the bed and closed my eyes. I was happy. I reminisced the times when I had to choose my field. I knew never ever in my life would I ever regret choosing interior designing.

I was so excited for my project. Amidst the state I dozed off.

My eyes flew open with some eeriness in the air. I changed my side and a horrendous view awaited me shaking my vitals to the core.

He looked down at me with that signature evil smirk and my body felt paralyzed.  He dumped his vile face down gradually with his hands on either side of my body. 

He is here.

I landed massive punches on his steel chest and he somehow managed to lay back. I pushed off the comforter and ran out for my life. 

'ZASHA!'

He barked loudly from the room and in my frenzy I stumbled down the stairs like a ball and the banister hit my neck. 

'Zasha'

I heard him. He was closer now. But I was obstructed by something in my vision. Hair. I pushed back my hair and ran for the main door. The pain in my neck struck me hard blurring my vision.

'Zasha, stop running from me.', I heard him but I didn't dare to look back. I don't want to be his dirty little secret anymore. I pulled the door but it wasn't opening.

'Zasha.'

No. I revolved the lock again trying my luck but guess what I don't have a good one.

'Zasha, you can't do this to me.'

No. No. No.

'ZAID!', I screamed knowing really well that he'll not come.

'Zasha.', he whispered again but now in my ear.

His aura suffocated me and it felt hard to breath now.

'ZAID'

I pulled the door with might and this time it flew open and I ran out with clouds in my eyes.
Black clouds.

I blinked harder but couldn't avail it  and landed on something hard.

It was all black now.

I'm dead.

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I heard some soft murmurs in the distant and slowly blinked open my eyes.
After adjusting my bearings I sat up in the bed and looked around. 

Yeah.

I was still here.

How?

I stretched my neck amidst of which the pain bolted hard making me shiver.

'Zasha.'

My eyes flew up and saw Zaid standing in the doorway.

'How are you feeling?', he asked coming further in the room.

What about Dawar?

Where is he?

Is he gone?

Or still here?

Sitting in the lounge sipping on his bitter.

Why is he here?

What does he want?

Tears prickled out of my eyes and I took in a shaky breath. I felt the bed dip beside me and I jolted back. It was Zaid.

Phew

'What's wrong?', he asked looking intently at me.

He is acting as if nothing happened. He must have been fed well by Dawar and now he is asking me. Another diplomatic asshole in my life.

'Don't you know?', I asked seething with anger.

'Unless you tell me.', he eyes were now stuck on my neck.

'Where is he?', I asked with a blurred vision again.

'Who?', he narrowed his eyes looking straight at me.

'Stop acting as if you don't know', I stood up and got out of the room to face him.

I'll tell Zaid today and that prick is going to pay for his filthy actions. I stepped down with a throbbing pain in my neck that intensified with each step. 

The sofa was empty.

I turned to the kitchen, the bar stools were also clean.

I ascended the stairs again with Zaid continuously following my lead. 

He must be staying in the next room but today I'm going to make it his last day here.

I took determined steps towards the last room.

'What is it Zash?', I heard Zaid but I kept quiet.

He'll see it for himself.

I pushed open the door and it made loud contact with the wall. I pushed myself further in, craning my neck but its emptiness laughed at my shattered soul.

I whipped my head in Zaid's direction and gaped at his terror stricken face.

'Where is he?', I asked in a breathed voice and felt wetness on my cheeks.

'Who Zasha?', he looked at in confusion again.

'What is wrong with you all?', I shrieked clutching my head.

'It's just you and me here. Nobody else.', I felt his hands on my cheeks. He made me look up and was saying something. I saw his lips moving but couldn't hear him.

Those clouds invaded my eyes again and suddenly I felt my body numb. 
It was all black again.
And I am dead.

Again.

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