Remember To Forget

Chapter 8- We Were Puppets

Madinah slashed the phone against the wall and it scattered immediately.

Zayd rushed to where she was, noticing the anger fuming in her.

"What's wrong? Is anything alright? Talk to me please?"

"Jazid hates me!" Tears streamed down her eyes. "Jazid called me a lier!!"

"What? Who's Jazid?" Zayd asked in concern.

"What the heck do you want from me Zayd! Why must you interfere in my life?!"

"Are you okay?" He asked again. Not sure if what he just heard.

"Get out! I said out of my room!" She ordered and let a sharp scream at the top of her voice.

"What's going on, Deenah?" He looked more confused still following her around. She stormed into the kitchen and brought out a very sharp knife.

"Get out else I'll kill you!"

The thought of Madinah being dead flashed through his mind.

"No! I won't let you do that!" He muttered, walking closer to her instead of moving away.

"Don't take another step else!" She earned, following him with the knife.

"You wouldn't dare such thing, Dynah! Drop that knife now"

"You need to stop me. Stop me if you can!" she cried.

Zayd grabbed Madinah's hand but she pushed him away and slit him on the shoulder. He fell unconsciously on the floor as blood started gushed out of him.

She dropped the knife that was inked with his blood and grabbed him immediately.

"Zayd! Zayd!! Get up Zayd!!! Open your eyes!" She cried on his weak body.
"No, you can't go like this... She shivered at the thought of loosing him and ran outside, screaming for help.

The hotel attendants and the hotel manager quickly called for an ambulance. They rushed him to hospital as Madinah kept on crying, saying she don't know what happened.

She looked so worried and confused. Then she called her mum.

"Hello mummy! It has happened again!"

"What? How come I thought doctor McBride said you're alright"

"Yes mum! I thought so too until"

"Until..."

"What?! Talk to me, my princess! Are you alright?!"

"No mum! I stabbed Zayd."

"What?!"

"He's in hospital now I'm scared he'll dye soon, mum!"

"Don't worry my dear, and keep calm.
Breath in, and out three times, can you do that for me?"

Yes mum....

(breath in...)

(breath out...)

"Good girl, now listen to me. You have to stop crying now, Zayd won't die. Where's his phone."

"I forgot that in my hotel room..."

"Good, you'll go back to the hotel room and get his phone. Call his sister and tell her there was an accident. Don't give her all the details, okay?"

"Okay mum. Thanks.

"Good girl, never forget to keep breathing. I'll inform Doctor McBride about this." she cuts the call and immediately rushed to the hotel room.

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Back To Me

I raised my head up from sujood (prostration) and I felt a chilly wind blowing within me. It's quiet strange, I hardly feel this way.

'Hope nothing is wrong with Zayd?' a voice in my head questioned as I decided to give him a call.

I called but no one pick. I dialed his number over and over again but no one answered.

'What's wrong? Hope this boy hasn't put himself into trouble again?'

Just then, someone picked. Finally, he picked my call. What's wrong with Zayd?....

"So you never wanted to pick my call right?" I fired.

"I'm sorry, something happened." A female's calm voice replied mine.

"Who's this!" I mumbled.

"It's Madinah. Zayd got into an accident, he's in the hospital as we speak." She trembled over the phone.

"What?! I'll be there right away!!"

Auzubillahi mina shaythoni Rajim!

(Oh God Save me from Devil, the Cursed!)

I cried and ran out of the compound. I took a taxi to the hospital and met Madinah crying beside him on the bed.

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