Falling For Yazaar (Will Be Rewritten)

Chapter 29

I could hear the faint sound of the thudding of footsteps. I tried my utmost best to open my eyes but I struggled.

I felt someone remove the ropes from around my ankles and wrists and take me in their arms. I knew that it was Yaz because of the scent and the feel of his hands.

'Lailah! Lailah please wake up!' He cried and I opened my eyes ever so slowly even though it hurt.

'Wa-wa-water,' I whispered and he gently laid me down before giving me the cup of water.

As I drank it, I felt the pain in my throat lessen a tad.

'Baba! Baba!' I heard him yell. Everything was slow and inaudible. My breathing, my heartbeat, the movement around me.

I touched the back of my head and saw blood on the tips of my fingers. My hands were shaky and my nails were dirty but he kissed it nonetheless.

He kept caressing my face and hair and kissed me all over my face.

I stared into his eyes as I whispered inaudibly,'I am sorry.'

He just held me in his arms and touched me all over my face. I fought and fought to keep my eyes open but I was too tired, my head felt too heavy and painful and I needed warmth.

I tried to get closer to him but I lacked the energy to do so. Eventually, my eyes shut again.

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'Yazaar, I'm sorry I allowed this to happen.'

I stared at my father and remained silent as he drove me to my aunt's home. The minute he stopped the car I ran inside but I came face to face with her daughter.

She smiled and leaned her head to the side, giving me an innocent look. 'What are you doing here Yazaar?' She asked sounding innocent and sweet.

I pushed past her and left my father to deal with her before I tried to open the basement door but it would not budge. I kicked several times until it flew open.

I had expected to see Lailah seated in a corner so when I saw her lying on her back tied to a chair and blood on the ground, I felt my heart drop.

My vision blurred as tears pooled up in my eyes. 'Lailah! No no no!'

I immediately loosened her wrists and ankles before taking her into my arms. I had gotten blood all over my clothes but that was the least of my worries.

'Lailah! Lailah please wake up!' I said.

When she stared at me, I broke down. I failed her. Over and over. When would I learn? When would I appreciate her?

After she drank the water, my father came rushing down the stairs and yelled at me to get her to the car. As I sat in the backseat, I held her in my arms and felt her body shake.

'What did they do to you baby?' I asked and kissed her forehead. Her breathing was slow, her heartbeat was faint and I would have lied if I had said that I was not scared.

As I rushed her inside the hospital, the nurses stopped me from entering ICU.

'Take good care of her!' My father told the nurse and she nodded. 'Of course Mr.Malik.'

I sat down and reached for my cigarettes but it was nowhere to be found. My clothes had blood on them and my heart beat was fast and uncontrollable. No amount of slow breathing could calm it.

Her family showed up after baba had made a call and Iffat was in tears since she had arrived.

'They will be fine, right Thakir?' She asked him and he shrugged. Her mother was seated quietly, staring ahead the entire time. Ummi had comforted her and her father was pestering the nurses. My father sat quietly. I knew that he blamed me for this and if Lailah or the baby, my baby, our baby were to die I would lose my mind.