*This chapter is dedicated to @Ayshatu_Udulu girl you're awesome❤❤
Getting out of bed right now is a suicide mission. My head is pounding so hard I think my skull is about to crack. I am feeling feverish all round. Nothing a hot hot shower can't fix though.
I barely slept last night. I cried till the hurt in my chest was to the minimum. It still hurts though and I want it to stop. I want Hammad to tell me it is all a prank and we'll all laugh but I knew that wasn't going to happen. Hammad played me. I fell, hard for a fuck boy. I should have listened to the voice in my head. She wasn't a bitch after all, she was my guardian angel. I followed my heart and not my head and look where that got me. I'm such a fool wallahi. That is what I get.
I always knew it was too good to be true. He was too good to be true. On a scale or 1-10, I am a 2, who fell for a 17. Distance
. He is muscular, I am fat. He is handsome, I am ugly. He is tall, i'm short. He is a social bird, i am not. He is a cheat, I am not. Who ever the hell said opposites attract?
I stood under the shower till the hot water ran out and the cold one began blasting my scalded skin. I went back to bed after the shower. My eyes began to drop in exhaustion seeing as I barely slept the previous night.
"Sameerah" my mom knocked and poked her head through the door
"Na'am"
"Your eyes are red, you've been sulking since yesterday. Me ya faru?( what happened?)"
She was worried, I knew but she was trying not to show it too much. She came in and sat on my bed.
"Its nothing serious Mom. Hammad and I had a fight"
"Shi kike wa kuka?( is that why you were crying?)" I didn't answer. I couldn't answer.
"Just talk it out. I'm sure its not that serious. Stop crying" she sort of ordered before she stood and left. I closed my eyes again when Rajah barged in. I feel like breaking my own neck. Let me sleep!
"Yaya, Hammad is here" she announced. I heart dropped. I reached for my phone for the first time since I came back from Noor's house. It is charged so i'm guessing Rajah helped me. I had tons of whatsapp messages, twenty missed calls and a lot of text messages I don't even care about. I flung the phone on the other side of the bed and laid back.
I can't even look at him right now so why the hell is he here? What does he want to do what does he want to say? What does he have to say?
"Naji(I've heard)" I say annoyed because she just stood there staring at me. Rajah shrugged and left. I didn't have plans to get out of bed or meet him. He'll get tired and leave eventually. I sunk deeper into my blanket and began to doze off.
"Ba ance maki anzo ganin ki ba? ( Haven't you been told that someone is here to see you?)" Mum asked. I could scream right now. She won't understand. She probably thinks he did something trivial and I'm the one who's overreacting. You know because I'm the insecure one, always pushing people away.
'Just as you should have done with him'
Yes, just like I should have done with him. I got up and pulled a hijab over my shorts and tshirt. This is worthless honestly.
He was sitting quite comfortably in a black Kaftan, my favorite on him. He was looking as fine as ever.
"You're a 2, he's a 17 " I muttered to myself before seating on the sofa farthest from him. His head was down so I faced the TV. Let's ignore each other then.
"Let's go outside please"
"No"
He was quiet again. They is no where I'm going outside with him because I will hit him.
