Chapter 5 - Unusual kinda Normal

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A sharp thud broke him out of his trance. It took a few moments for Zayn to realise that the cause of dissonance was a bang on the door. It left him puzzled.

Someone's out at the door, at this hour of night. That's weird. He thought. They hardly had visitors. With a perplexed look, he opened the door, but was left dumbfounded at the eyes that greeted him.

The eyes that appeared to be a pool of pain, macle of mystery. The eyes spitting fire at him. The blue eyes he never thought he will see again. Or at least tonight.

"Diana!" A small whisper escaped his lips

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"Diana!" A small whisper escaped his lips. He thought he was dreaming. Why would she possibly come back after everything? Where was she? And how long has she been away? Maybe she has forgotten something here. She's here to take something back. But what? Hundreds of questions racing his mind. It's not safe for a girl like her to go tramping on the streets solely. It's past midnight. Damn it. Maybe he can convince her to stay the night. She can leave in the morning if she want to. Just few more hours till the dawn and then she can be free.

He stood there motionless, for a minute or so, when surprisingly, She spoke up, her eyebrows tilted upwards.

"What ? Weren't expecting me ? " If he thought her eyes were spitting fire at him, her words were more of a fireballs.

He was taken aback by the amount of venom her words contained. But then again, it's inculpable. What was he expecting anyways.

"What ! No ! Please come in

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"What ! No ! Please come in." He retorted, sliding the door wide open, allowing her entrance. She walked pass by him, her fingers touching his in the process. They were cold as ice.

He was just about to protest her to sit on the bed, that she jumped on it. He layed out the duvet for her that she may get warm. She was shivering. Last thing he wanted was for her to get sick.

For a few minutes she sat there still. Her head resting on the headboard, her eyes closed and body wrapped up in the comforter. At first he thought she dozed off, but then she opened her eyes and sighed loudly.

Loud enough to startle him in this pin drop silence. When Diana seemed pervious enough to Zayn; he approached her.

"Where were you ?"

A still silence.

" I... I thought you left."

Elongated still silence.

" I thought you'll never return. "

" Frankly, I had nowhere to go. " She spatted. " But glad to be confirmed I am unwanted here."

Astounded by her words, he tried reasoning with her, but instantly felt tongue tied.

"No! I didn't.. mean...." He stammered.

"Oh save it! Damn it! It would be better if you go back to playing blind man in the house like before. Do not try to cross paths with me ever again. I am grave serious about this. Especially after last night. You think I'll forget everything ? Fuck No! Don't ever show me your face again. Never bloody ever. Just shove it wherever the bloody hell it was before. "

She threw the blanket off the bed, snatched a pillow and fled to the rug on the floor which has acted as a bed for the past these months for her.

Zayn switched off the lights and went to bed, avoiding the light scent of Diana lingering in the comforter. With both hands on his throbbing head, he realised Headache was here to stay tonight. Not deciding to leave him anytime soon.

With the dawn of the new sun, that's what the two beings did. What they were adamant to do. Obedient as he was, Zayn shoved his face where it was before. Work.

Whatever thoughts he had before of making amends with her, trying to resonate, all went down the drain. What was he thinking? After all that happened he was delusional to seek her forgiveness. Doesn't matter though. She hated him before and she still hates him now. Although the intensity of hatred is much higher than before. But hatred nonetheless.

So nothing's changed after all.

No one's leaving anyone. Nor anyone's staying for someone.

No one's changing their sleeping places not anyone's trying to talk.

Great then! Everything's normal. Everything's fine, actually. If only your definition of normal and fine is as above.

If not then, you, my friend, take some time. And you will be as comfortable as a duck in water with this new kind of unusual normal and fine.

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Hello lovelies! How are things? If you ask me "THINGS ARE CRAZY " Like literally very crazy. With my two little ultra hyper kids (Is that even a word to describe your own children ? ) And then there's my brother of 20 years migrating to Canada f0r further studies. So things are bit emotional too here. I have to travel across the state to drop him off at airport and then after returning their are weddings. And more weddings the coming month. So I hope you understand and don't curse me for the late updates. Thank you.

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P.s. - Is it just me or anyone else here who feel like I'm rambling on a YouTube channel with the last line ? Lol...

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