Coincidence [ Ittefaq ]( ON HOLD )

Chapter 4

I entered the room. The room was same as the room I was in before, one desk, two chairs on either side desk.

I saw a girl in a short black dress sitting on one side. Her hair was hiding her face. I took the seat in front of her. As I was sitting I noticed a big mirror. The mirror was covering the most of the wall. I ignore the  mirror and sat down.

My main concentration was on Fari. Her hair was a  mess. She was not looking up at me. This silence was killing me. I am sure she noticed my presence in the room.

" Fari. " I said in my sweetest voice. She looked at me and I felt like my heart sank.

Her eyes and Cheeks were red. Her mascara was all over her eyes. I saw a cut on her lip with dry blood and 3 finger print on her left cheek. Did they slap her? How could they? I was angry and furious. They have ne right to do that.

" Pari? " She said in a small and broken voice.

My best friend, my roommate, the girl who was never quite not even in her sleep.

The girl who even when she speak normally it sounds like someone is screaming. I use to call her loudspeaker for this and look at her today.

" Oh my God Fari what happened? " I asked as I examined her bruises. I took her hands in mine but she withdraw her hands.

" Give me your hands Fari. " I said but she just kept on looking down.

" Fareha " I said with a stern voice but she didn't move.

" Fari please. " I said softly. She looked at me. Her eyes soften. I know she is in a bad, like very bad, state but I was dreadful too.

She hold out her arms slowly. Her hands had red and purple bruises on both hands. I have never seen so many bruises on one person. They must be hurting. How did she got so many bruises. As I was scanning her hand I saw a red burn mark on her palm.

" Who did this? " I asked her and she started to cry. This break my heart and the tears that were threatening to spill finally flow.

For some time we cry on our seat, without uttering a word. When both of us calm down I asked her what happened and she began.

Fareha's Point Of View~

I stood before the mirror checking my dress for the 4rd time. I have this weird thing in my head which never let me go outside of house before checking myself atleast 2 times.

I walk out of my room and towards the room of my bestfriend, my roomate, my personal therapist, my pari.

Ewww that was so cheese. I am never going to say that on her face. I don't like this cheese love where you have to explain everything to the other person. I never felt the need to tell her how blessed I feel to have her and I think she knows that already.

But what can I do she literally help me when ever I fall. She have been with me for a long time. I think 11-12 years. I am not good with numbers. But She is. She remembers all the dates and what they said at what time. She have helped.

I walked into her room and their she was sleeping. Only two things can make her wake up from her sleep by herself. When she need food and when she needs to pee. This is well known fact. God knows when she will wake up.

I walk towards her to wake her up but she was sleeping so peaceful I just couldn't do it. At that time I got a message from my boyfriend that he have arrived.

I shook her shoulder softly to wake her up. She groan a little and open her eyes a little and when I say little it means 20 %. I m not even sure if she could see me. I told her I was going out. She said okay and went back to sleep.