Beautiful Things (A Muslim Love Story)

Chapter Fourteen: Breaking that Silent Wall

Opportunity could of been my best friend if it was always there for me. And love could of been my favorite if it hadn't betrayed me thousands of times. If I get up it just pushes me back down. I guess that my opportunity just left when I had my back turned, and love hated me for hating it.

-Excerpt from Asiyah's mind

I turned, pacing slowly and smoothing the wrinkles on my uniform.

"You can't hide."

I stopped in my tracks then spun around.

"You just love to make everyone feel like they're in a horror movie, don't you?" I snarled.

"Only the ones I hate," he spat.

We were silent. Then I did something that I've never done before. I broke the silence.

"Do you see yourself?"

"Of course. It's you I regret looking at."

I'm never, ever breaking the silence again. Never as long as I live.

"Leave me alone," I pleaded.

"You're a freak, why should I?"

I woke up and groaned, sitting up and throwing my sleeping mask off.

Life can be weird sometimes.

And when I woke up and realized something, two months since I started and I didn't want to go, like I did in middle school.

But just like a sad song, I was forced to get up and continue the horrors and terrible factors of school and university and all that.

I hate life.

And this was worse than middle school, because I had some friends, some who looked out for me and cared about me. I had some shoulders to cry on and I had some personal diaries.

Now I have no one, I'm just a loner who goes to school and then becomes an ultimate freak.

Gowaria betrayed me, Almas abandoned me, Adam hates me. What friends do I have now? My future is a mess, and there is no path for me.

Inspiration, hope, and oppurtunity all fled from me. Maybe my presence was too humiliating, or maybe I just didn't accept the fact that they would never come running.

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When I got to university, my mind was racing with thoughts.

Wow, Asiyah. Two months since you started your final year and you're still a loner!

I now hated nothing more than university and that idiot Adam.

While I was walking to class, I saw him laughing and talking with his friends and girls giggling and blushing when they saw him.

What do they see in him?

Finally I got to class, taking my usual seat beside He Who Must Not Be Named, as Professor Kemp assured us, Don't worry about organized seating arrangements, kids! Wherever you sit , you sit there for the rest of the year!

Why?!

"Class!" Professor Kemp's microphone blasted through the entire classroom. 

"As you know, September and October have passed. We have had a wonderful two months together."