Monster

My Monster

Asalamoalaikum :)

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EID MUBARAK TO ALL THE MUSLIMS AROUND THE WORLD, EID MUBARAK TO MY AMAZING READERS. MAY ALLAH BLESS ALL OF US AND GIVE US THE ABILITY TO EXPERIENCE RAMADAN NEXT YEAR AND THE COMING YEARS WITH HEALTH AND WEALTH. MAY HE ACCEPT ALL OF OUR PRAYERS AND FASTS WE DID THIS RAMADAN AND THE BEFORE LIFE. 💕

Recap

* Freshening up, I went out of the restroom and took quick steps towards the room's exit too when his voice stopped me.

"I'm really sorry Saba. I really am." he whispered and I stepped out of the room nor wanting to face him. *

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P. S. Unedited. Sorry for the mistakes. I'll correct them soon.

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CHAPTER NINETEEN

I was at the reception to fulfil the requirements for Shehryaar's discharge from the hospital today. Filling them up, I gathered all the courage to go back to his room and pack up stuff. Me and him, we didn't talk after I left his room yesterday but I heard him say 'sorry' not once, twice or thrice, he said that numerous times under his breath.

When I want everything to fall back at place, at the same time I don't want it.

He's the reason for my ruined life.

He never did any good to me.

Why should I stay?

Do I really have to stay?

Shehryaar have no one now! So do I. Do we really need each other?

Saba, he took your father away from you, humdardi tak to sab theek tha, is se agay kyun barh rahi ho?

But he's trying. He wants to change.

He wants to change for us.

He's alone. He has no one.

Reaching his room I saw ntlhim sat up deep in his thoughts. He looked up at me then down at his hands.

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He was sitting on the sofa when I silently opened the door to my room and peeped inside the hall of the house. He had his head rested on the head rest of the sofa and one hand slightly pinching the area between his eyebrows, his eyes were shut tightly, deep in thoughts.

I've decided.

I'll talk to him, we'll sort things out. If I loses it just like him, he'll never ever free me.

Maybe if I or probably we talk nicely, together, things might go well.

I can then ask him to let baba be free out of there.

I walked towards him with weak legs and poked his shoulder when he suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at me furiously.

"What the fuck do you want?" he asked with anger raged up in him and I visibly shuddered at his voice.

"Ah- I want to talk to you." I said with a weak voice and he started laughing.

I looked at him weirdly and for a second he stopped looking aty expression and then loses it again, laughing.