Ramadan Mubarak lovelies! I hope you all become the best versions of yourselves this month and help others!❤️ I want to apologize greatly for letting this chapter take too long to write I've been very busy and it didn't help that I had writers block but I still made sure this chapter was long enough. I also want to say that in this chapter there is a time when angels and after death is involved, please don't believe anything regarding that. Subhanallah we don't know exactly what happens when we die, that part is just based off my imagination, I'm not saying that what I wrote is what happens after one dies. So please don't think that I'm writing false information. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and show it love and support. Please comment what you think, I love reading the comments!!❤️❤️❤️
Jacob's pov
"I w-want say one last thing before I go...
l-love you. I need you to promise me you'll be okay when I l-leave." The chocked up words she said were hoarse and her voice barely audible, as the words painful words of goodbye she wanted to say fell softly onto my fingertips "you don't have to say anything sugar, you're not going anywhere." I said softly trying to calm myself down more than I was reassuring her, who still seemed to be ever so graceful and elegant as well as calm, even in a state like this. The blood she had coughed was on the corner of her pretty lips, it pained me and made my heart clench in agony, to know that she was dying and her lips that I had continuously dreamt of kissing would be left untouched. I wiped the blood off while gritting my teeth, scared of that same liquid surrounding her body as if owning it and drowning her soul into everlasting darkness. It owned her and knew that she had to leave this earth soon. The blood smeared on her fair skin as I continued to softly tell her with a hoarse whispered voice "I'll just hold your hand and body tightly and warm it up. You're not saying goodbye just yet, you're staying with me. For a really really long time." She struggled as she tried to smile and nod as she said softly "I'll stay with you for a long time jake, because I love...y-" her words were cut off like her life line and her hands dropped harshly, her eyes closed slowly as her soul was officially leaving her body."No, no, no! Soo, no, don't leave!" I yelled in terror. Her lifeless body laid there in my arms, heart no longer beating. Her arms and legs all mingled and detached awkwardly. Her wound on her abdomen which I stayed desperately holding to stop the overflowing petrifying red blood from coming out made my insides twirl and twist.
She stopped. Stopped moving. Stopped breathing. And her heart stopped.
She died.
Right there in my arms.
My hands and body started shaking uncontrollably filled with horror and I pulled her body up closer to my face and cried with terrifying loud sobs-begging her to wake up and not to leave me. But she didn't wake up. Her body laid there, still, not moving at all as her remaining tears fell onto the crimson colour snow. My voice broke and no matter how much I told her to wake up, she wouldn't.
"You can't leave me again!" I said voice breaking into harsh sobs. I clutched her body tightly praying for her to wake up "Allah, if you're out there. P-please let her wake up, she's my baby, she's everything that surrounds my life! I can't live without her." My body shook in cries as I couldn't stop this overwhelming sadness and helplessness coursing through my body. "Why? Why can't anything ever go right for us? I believed in you, I trusted you and put my hopes in you! So why take her away from me?! Kill me but let her live, let me see her one more time! Please I'm begging you." I said desperately pleading to allah. "Take away everything from me, take my body, soul-whatever you want but please, please bring her back to me! I can't afford to lose someone who's my life. I'm begging you!" I yelled out loud as everyone surrounded me holding her body and watched like it was some twisted show.
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