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Chapter 6 : Broken

Haya's POV

Walking aimlessly, I don't know where I am and where I want to go. One thing that I know is that I cannot go back to watch them get married and have a happy life together. There is no going back, I cannot go there where it will be hard for me to breathe and my heart would be on fire. It would be like stabbing myself daily. The most humane thing that I can do to myself is to leave them.

"But where will I go "

"Why Shayan" I whispered while staring at the sky which was now pitch dark like it was going to rain soon, adding to my miseries. A tear slipped form my eyes dripping down form my chin.

I sobbed on the empty road with new set of tears. I was myself shocked, how can I cry this much. The roads were almost empty, I think because of the rain, just one or two car were passing by every 5 minutes.

While walking with wobbling legs his word kept on repeating in my mind. In low voices.

" Like all the girl out there, who were trying to catch my attention, you were trying too so I gave you extra attention, being a childhood friend."

How can he say that like I was not even worth his attention. The pain and hurt that came along with his words is unbearable. I am in a unbearable pain, the pain i never felt now is caging me.

"Why you did this to me?" I asked in a whisper audible only to myself.

"Am I that bad to be even considered as a option" i thought

"Haya just look at yourself why i would want a wife like you."

"Am i that ugly" I questioned myself

"you only know how to party Haya and dress like a slut. Why I would marry a girl who doesn't even know how to boil a egg. I want a mature wife like Haniya not a immature like you"

Because it was all because of you idiot,
It was all because of you (sob).

" Immature , slut , i don't want a wife like you "

" Please stop I a-am .... not like this " I said while shaking my head form left to right to fade away these voices but they were becoming louder and louder.

"What he said wrong? You yourself know. What he said was all true." My brain mocked

I left everything for him my hobbies, things i liked, my career, my friends and myself (sob).

"He never told you to" my brain mocked again.

I loved him damit. I LOVED HIM (sob)

"Did he said, he loves you too?" My brain mocked leaving me speechless.

" Immature , slut , Who would want a wife like you "

" No , no , no " I screamed while putting my hands on my ears, the noises in my head were getting too loud

Now it started to rain slowly. Rain drops mixing with my tears perfectly, wetting my face and clothes. Today i felt the clothes, I was wearing were the worst, showing my arms fully. My dupatta of net was unable to cover me or save me form this rain.

"What i am gonna do now!!? Why you did this Shayan ! "

"Why in the whole world you choosed my sister"

Why damit!!?? (sob)

"It could be any girl. Why you choosed only my sister "

" If i would have been any girl ........ Atleast i would have a home to return to and cry"