Ch.20

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Poem/Quote of the day:

She's a girl with a vision,

She has a mission,

To prove it aint an illusion.

-Ramlah Ibrahim Maigari

Chapter Twenty:

AFEERAH'S P.O.V

I slapped him.

I slapped Sahal.

The world was lost in the darkness as we stared at each other. He had let my wrist go.

I don't know why I'd do something like that. He just made me hate him.

I got all my courage at told him I cared but all he did was deny it. By God he's nothing different from his sister.

My eyes were as dry as sand, I didn't let him see my tears.

With one last glare, I walked away. Leaving a still Sahal.

The hallways were buzzing with students here and there. When some saw me, they just sneered, jeered or even spit some painful words.

But I didn't show them any of that affected me. I walked not-so-confidently to my next class.

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After classes, I grabbed my backpack, praying none of those vile creatures will find me.

Sahal saved me from the embarrassment of my life earlier, bur that doesn't mean they won't come back to get me.

As I was walking, a hand creeped up my shoulder. I abruptly turned around, meeting a pair of cold brown eyes.

"Come with me." He simply said.

I gulped and shook my head.

"Very well." He rolled his eyes, bending down, he grabbed my left ankle.

I squealed in shock.

Without a second thought, he started dragged me to our unknown destination.

I pushed, I punched, I screamed but he did even budge.

People saw us, some laughed while some followed.

Even some teachers watched the scene but maybe he was too powerful for them to object.

My head hit the floor with thuds as he ran down the stairs. Yes, ran.

I thought I'd black out but no, I endured the pain till we reached the empty football pitch, now filled with some students laughing and taking videos.

He let go of my ankle at the edge of the fence that covered the pitch. Ameer and Tanko were there tying some ropes to the fence.

"Please. Please." I begged as Isqeel pushed me to the fence with so much force.

My back felt like it was hit with Thor's hammer.

I struggled but they still managed to tie my legs and hands to the fence.

"W-what are yo-u d-doing?" I stuttered.

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