My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter eleven

Hey guys
This chapter is dedicated to HurriYaH my baby!. Don't know her wattpads username though
Sorry for not updating for a while now. I have exams and fell sick in between, and airtels network is really bad over here at Abuja.
Anyways enjoy!!😘😘

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ZOEYA'S POV
I couldn't hear at first then it became faint, faint voices of people who stayed with me throughout my lifetime. I opened my eyes and saw some faces, I fought hard to keep my eyes opened but they seemed to be in control. Yes control! The only thing that got me here. I looked around and saw Fariyah's tearstained face, mum's heavy bangs dad's unemotional face.
"Hey sweetie".
Fariyah cooed gently. She was smiling at me while rubbing my hands.

"Hey". Was all I could say. I felt so weak and tired. I needed to drink water. I needed the Atlantic ocean to quench the raging fire inside me

"Sweetheart, how are you?". Mum asked, she was scared of what my response will be due to our last fight. I needed and wanted to save her from this misery.

"Fine". I smiled and turned to my worst nightmare. DAD!

"What in the world were you thinking? Overdosing yourself with drugs and knowing the implications?". Dad thundered. That was the last thing I needed.

"Of course I know the implications I'm a nurse remember? Or maybe you have forgotten because you are planning my unwanted life". I said with all the strength I had in me. I was fed up!

"Oh! And you ignorantly want to kill yourself. You know if there is one thing I know we can't be a part of what we fight". He scoffed.
I rubbed my temples out of frustration. Why can't he let me be!

"Let's go. Now is not the time". Mum grabbed dad's hand while they left the room. He didn't struggle he just obeyed

"Don't ever do that without my consent". Fariyah said sternly. We were alone now

"I promise." I said raising up my pinky finger while curling the rest.

"Good. You put us through a lot especially your mum. She hasn't slept in two days". She said plopping down on the couch across the room.

"How long have I been here?". I inquired

"This is the third day". She said twirling her ring around her finger. It's a character she developed recently.

"I didn't mean to put you all into this. I just wanted to do something, I was really angry". I just realized what I did I mean I'm a doctor and i should know the implications right?

"Well that was a stupid move. I mean trying to take your life. Its haram for Allah's sake". She said raising her voice a bit, it meant she's angry

"I'm sorry. You don't know what happened my so called dad planned.........". I was about to give an excuse but was cut short by Fariyah.

"Yes your wedding but that isn't enough for you to take your own life. Its just a wedding and besides you knew he would eventually marry you off to some random guy  someday so why are you acting this way?". She crossed her legs and looked at me with disappointment.

"You don't get it!". I screamed.

"I don't get what?!. You acted so naïve, I mean the other day you said you didn't want to get a boyfriend because you knew your dad will get you married anytime soon. Why Zoe? Why did you act that way ?. You could have called me and I would come over then we will sit and talk over it. What am i here  for? I'm your best friend for crying out loud". She said out of frustration

"I know I screwed up big time and time and am really sorry for that. Just let me explain please". I didn't have the strength to argue with her.

"Explain what?". She sounded irritated.