Speaking Without Words

11- Eleven

AssalamuAlaikum everyone. So here's an update after a long long time. I am really sorry for this much delay. This time I'll try my best to update on time.

Also, thankyou so much guys for the immense support and love.

As i am updating after a long time, I request you guys to read the last chapter one more time.

Ignore grammatical errors please.

Hope you guys will like it.

Enjoy, vote and comment :)

RECAP:

"I am sorry" His voice low but concerned.

Her foot stopped in the middle of the air. She frozed. It took few seconds for her to recognize these words and voice. She was never expecting this from that jerk.

Did he actually? No.

She gathered up courage and spun around with tears still reflecting in her large emerald green eyes. Her face went slack, mouth slightly gaped open, body unmoving, color draing from her face as she was staring wide-eyed at him, trying to observe him. He was standing firmly but his ocean blue eyes were telling a different story. They were not blank. There was not only guilt inside him, there was something else, too. Pain? Past? Or what? But then his words grabbed her attention again

He swallowed hard. "I am really sorry, Muskaan"

It was the first time He took her name.

--------------
MUSKAAN'S POV:

I unbolted the door of the room and hurriedly went inside with heavy breaths and found Sana completing her assignment. Sana looked up at me, confusion appeared in her eyes, she instantly stood up from her bed, asiding her books.

"Woaah!! Hold on, hold on. What's worng?"

"Just wait a sec. Let me call 999 , pass me my phone fast. Hope theives are still downstairs and they don't know about my damn hot existence. You just close the door and windows tightly. Come on go hurry up, Muskaan."

Wh- What? What is worng with you, Sana" I passed on my weirdly puzzled look.

"EXACTLY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? Why in the hell are you bloody sweating and breathing like there's no tomorrow and the beast is just behind to catch you"

I sighed. "Oh Sana why do you have to make unnecessary drama all the time" Talking about drama reminded me of what drama I have made few minutes ago. Why in the hell I just ran away from there. I could have said it's okay but no I didn't. I just ran away from there like a wierdo.

Arghh.. Why do I have to make every situation complicated?

But wait. It was his fault, too. His sorry was so fuckin unexpected and then his so called eyes.

Darn! I was unable to stare back at them.

There was something, something in his eyes.

What was that?

Creepiness?

Uh. Whatever.

But the point is I shouldn't have came back like this.

Sana's chattering brought me back to the reality.

"I asked you something. Why did you come running all the way?" This time she asked in her usual tone and was finally settled on her bed again, opening her books.