If Only I Were You

Ch.21

Poem/Quote of the day:

People are like music,

Some make sense,

While others are just noise.

-Unknown

Chapter Twenty One:

SAHAL'S P.O.V

She walked away without turning around even once.

I didn't know what got into me, I just couldn't move.

I know suffering rejection is hard but she didn't even reject me, in fact, it went vise versa.

Then why was I the one hurting? I didn't think I could face another class so I called the driver to come pick me up.

I have never every skipped class in my life, but as the saying goes, "there's always a first for everything"

When we arrived home, I only thought about Ammi, and about Afeerah.

The two women that I really cared about, but now none of them are here.

When the clock stroke 3, I called the driver and we went back to school to pick Afeerah.

Thirty minutes of searching for her, I ran to the football pitch.

What I saw got my eyes clouded with rage. I couldn't think clearly, all I thought was, 'kill him'

Without even trying to think it through, I jumped on the bastard and started punching him anywhere I could.

I could hear Afeerah's faint sobs but all I could think of was, 'kill him' and at that point, I wanted to kill him.

I wanted to make him pay for laying a single hand on her.

He was fighting back but clearly losing. I never knew I had much strength in me but who knows?

His mouth was dripping with blood and he ay unconscious but I didn't stop.

I kept punching him and punching him to my heart's content.

"Sahal! Stop it please!" Afeerah screamed but I didn't listen to her. I was hell bent on making him pay.

"Sahal! You're going to kill him!" She tried again, when I glanced at her, I saw that her hijab was now on her head and her face was tearstricken.

"I wish he dies." I seethed, throwing in another punch.

"Sahal killing him will change nothing! Please think this through!"

I closed my eyes, trying to calm my raging heart.

Getting off of him, I jumped on Afeerah.

Hugging her with all my might and for the first time, she didn't reject me, even though I wasn't her Muharram i couldn't care less.

"Are you okay? Did he do anything? Because if he did I swear I'll-" I rambled but she cut me off, breaking the hug.

"I'm alright. He did nothing." She sighed and hiccuped.

My eyes fell on the cuts on her wrist. "What did they do to you?" I asked.

She looked at her wrists and shook her head. "Nothing."

"When will you swallow your pride Afeerah?! What did they do to you?" I shouted and gasped when she cowered back slightly.

"As if that even concerns you! So what if they did something? Its none of your business." She spat.

I sighed shaking my head. "When will you accept that I care huh?"

"I said something similar to you and what did you say?" She laughed. "Well guess what dear Sahal, I don't give a shit about you."

Afeerah and cursing wasn't a great mixture. The Afeerah Mustapha I knew isn't like that.

What happened?

"Afeerah. Y-you don't know what you're saying." I said gently.

"Hah! Na sani! (I know). I'll repeat what I told you before. I don't want anything to do with you! Is that clear Mr. Sahal?" She laughed dryly.

I stared at her with thin lips. "You shouldn't be saying that."

"Oh what should I be saying? Thank you? Well then, thank you Mr Sahal. I'm really grateful that you saved me even when I told you I don't need it." She said sarcastically.

"I-" I started.

"Wait. Why do you even do this?" She asked crossing her arms.

I stood still. Yeah Sahal. Why do you do this? Why help her when she said she doesn't want it? Why?

"Because.." I started only to be cut off again.

"Wait don't answer that. Cus I don't care." Not giving me enough time to talk, she walked, ran, and limped away.

Because I'm falling inlove with you.

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