The Life Of A Muslim Girl{Completed}

Chapter 2

Alisha's POV

We put all the stuff in the car and headed to the museum. My head was hurting. My legs were becoming weak. My hands became sweaty. My brain couldn't work. I didn't know what to do. I kept praying to Allah that this would be a dream. But I know it isn't. In the museum I was walking alone.

"Alisha why are you walking alone?" My mom asked. Concern in her eyes.

Seriously she knows what's going on and she asks me this!!!

"I.... ummm... nothing just checking everything" I was lost for words.

After exploring the museum, we headed towards home.

I sank in my seat. I was pretending to sleep. My heart was going to come out of my chest any moment.

I know when I go home my dad will beat me up.

Oh no! They will call Hamza's parents too!!!

I wish I could tell them that I don't like him.... But it'll only cause more trouble.

I slept halfway. When I woke up we were at a cafe. Our house was only 45 minutes away.

I was about to cry, but I stopped the tears.