Male version of Ursula

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It has been almost three weeks to that incident with that Anees guy and his lot. Inaya and I have some how managed to survive with all the assignments and quizes which were bombarded on us right from the frst week. Right now we were sitting in the student activity center to complete our calculus assignment due in the last slot.

I was almost done with the last problem when I recieved a text from an unknown number which turned my expression from confusion to anger and in last I was finding ways to move out of the student activity center so that I dont cry in front of a large audience.

I was breating hard and Inaya stopped writing looking at me and than at my phone. She quickly took it out from my hand to read the text

"Zareen listen I dont know what happened, but why are you blocking us from everywhere? What have we done Yaar?
Talk to us- Ayaan"

She knew about the whole situation using me. She made me spit it out last week when she saw me deleting the pictures I had with the boys and I told her everything even about the incident of grade 8 and the panic attacks. She did not pitied me neither did she cried. She just started speaking some very un lady like words and almost beat me to give her my phone so that she can get her hands on all of their numbers to cut their manhood into pieces and feed them to the dogs.

Right now she was fuming and with out hesitation she dialed the unknown number before I could stop her. While she was on it she started picking up our stuff and put them in her bag while lacing my hand with hers she pulled me out of there.

He picked up the call once we were outside and she put it on speaker for me to listen.

"Hello Zareen? Yaar where have you been? We have been worried sick about you! Zareen are you there?"

I heard Ayaan's voice filled with concern over the other side but I knew it was all fake. Inaya looked me over and than started speaking while trying to compose her anger.

"Is this Ayaan the douche bag?"

"Ayaan the what? who are you? Where is Zareen? Listen give her phone. I want to talk to her."

"Oh and why do you think I will do that male version of Ursula?"

at this I was laughing histerically trying to keep down my voice at her using disney evil characters while regarding Ayaan.

"Ursula what? Listen..."

"No you listen to me Asshole you think you can use Zareen for your stupid crush over her friend and insult her at her back. Do you really think she will come forward and forgive you all for what you did to her haan Ursula? If you would have been here I would have literally slapped you hard for what you did to her."

"Listen who ever you are, bitch! you dont know anything ok? I have known Zareen for over 3 years. Just give her the phone"

"Oh you know her? You may have known her for 3 years but I asure you one thing and that is you lost the most loyal and beautiful person in your life. Now dont ever try to reach her again or I will make sure to tie you up and throw you in the sea or ask my big bad brother to beat the complete shit out of you."

She ended the call and blocked his number and than passed the phone to me. I couldnt comprehend what I was doing but the next thing I know I am hugging Inaya tightly and she is rubbing her hand on my back to destress me.

"What the actual hell Inaya? I knew Salar was strict about you not having any association with a guy but that doesnt mean you go all lesbian to fulfil your needs.."

At these words I jumped away from the embrace and looked back at Zaroon, Salar's friend who was standing there with Salar and Asad looking at Inaya with mischieve. It resulted in him getting a kick from Inaya while we all laughed at their stupid exchange of insults.

I felt someone watching me from the side and when I looked there, Asad was gesturing Salar to look at my face. I tried to rub away my tears and smiled at them which resulted in Asad to smile back questionably and Salar to narrow down his eyes on me.

I tried looking around and quickly rushed to Inaya pulling her out of the argument telling all of them we need to complete our assignment while I ignored the heated gaze of Salar on my back.

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