She didn't ask for money or wealth or even a well known position!
She asked for a family who cares for her, appreciates her hard work and loves her.
He didn't ask for anything except revenge from his past and he didn't find anyone to act the role...
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||CHAPTER ELEVEN|| A peep from the past !
Anger can be dangerous ! You can't control yourself at that time. You roams and agitates and you don't realize the condition you drag yourslef in. It is just setting up a fire and you don't know whether you are capable of putting it off or not. Smoke does rise and increase and all you're doing is suffocating and it is just a result of your doings. Trying to catch up breathe but it just fire all over around you.
And that is what consuming Hamza's mind at the right moment. He is somehow furious of what he agrees on. He doesn't know why the hell he agrees on meeting her. It is the last face if he is dying he won't ever see it. He hates her for what she did to him. That past is chasing over him and he couldn't escape. Every minute passes he regrets sacrificing his life for her. He loves her deadly but she didn't appreciate his love and that what makes him disgusted by himself. He was just her puppy doing everything she asked. He hated how he sees himself as a foolish and a loser. The man that a girl has broken his heart. The girl that overcomes him.
" Why I am even here ! " He mumbles to himself furiously while snitching a glance at his watch seeing the time tick tocks every time and moves as slowly as it could. He drags his attention to his watch to remember how he is angry from her and to let him forget the memories that makes him weak and fragile.
With every tick the watch tocks, Hamza loses his freaking patience and continues on cursing the moment that he listened to himself and dragged his ass to that tensed area and also for listening to his heart. Although his brain is fighting against his heart but his heart takes the lead and makes him stay at the that current spot.
He sees her from a far spot. With every step she attacks it, the closer his heart skips a beat. He doesn't know what the hell she has done to him. she is probably a witch and for sure has done some magic to let him has that effect towards her.
He shuts his eyes and starts dragging every memory and letting his anger rise against his weak heart.
Poor heart is going to lose the battle this time or maybe win !! Who knows ?
" Where the hell have you been? I was waiting for you for a fucking half an hour. " He pretends to shout harshly and his tone comes so rough and scary. His eyes are only searching for her and when he finds it, he sees how she is terrified. She even hisses under his voice and takes some step backwards.
" I don't even know why I am here or why the hell I am fuckin' agreed to meet you. You just wasted my time ! " He continues shouting but this time he quickly averts his sight away from her and focuses on nowhere while moving his hands feeling disappointed. He quickly does this because he doesn't want his heart feel sorry for her. He doesn't want to be the weak Hamza. "She doesn't love me. She always doesn't." he focuses his mind on that sentence and his mind doing a great job reminding him that part.
