The Love Terror

Chapter 8

Zaid gave me a hand to climb up the truck.

Shall I?

I asked myself the same question again and again until I got my answer.

No.

I would never ever make the mistake of being dependent on him for anything.I would never ever ask for HIS help, even if I'm about to die.He was the one who gave me the lesson of self-dependence.

I can get there on my own.

I held the upper edge of the back of the truck and stepped on the back bumper,climbing inside the truck, ignoring his hand. It was weird to see that awkward look on his face.

Awww, Disappointed?

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Alia's POV

This is so weird.

I am stuck between three Psychopaths.

I don't have words right now.We are literally sitting on the roof of a random truck, which we don't know is going where on earth.

Either I am the only one who gets sensible questions or these people are simply just too rude to talk with each other.

"Do you guys know where is this truck going?"

I spoke, to make all of this a little less awkward.

"No Idea" answered Zaid,looking sideways at the empty highway.This guy is craziest of all.

"What? Then why?" I asked. This shit is confusing, and sorry but these people are mentally harassed.

"This truck is from a Village called Dehri.It's about 300 miles away from here.It's not safe to stay here  anymore." spoke Nia. When did she learn all this?

"How do you know this? And secondly, why are you and me going with them?" I said, pointing at Zaid and Tariq.

"First, I know this because it's written on the truck.It's a food transportation truck which comes from Dehri it lies around the border, but basically is under control of this other neighboring country. ILLEGALLY, by the way. Second, I know the distance because...um, General Knowledge, read about it when I cracked the entrance test, some terrorists are hiding here,too. Third, We are going with them because Ali would probably be after OUR  lives, and our department is after THEIR  lives" She pointed towards Zaid and Tariq, looking sideways at the empty highway,too.

"You are pretty smart, Nia" finally spoke Tariq. These people are at least speaking now, cheers to me.

"Um yes, but no.Yes because I'm not dead yet, No because you're not dead yet" Nia Says, glaring at Zaid.

"I can push you off the truck right away if you're too eager to be killed" Says Zaid, glaring back at Nia.

She rolls her eyes."I can do that too, Zaid"
"okay stop guys.I feel like I'm stuck between Psychopaths" I finally say the thing revolving in my head since last 15 minutes, pouting. I like pouting, it's cute.
"You're too innocent to get into all this, Alia" Spoke Tariq, smiling at me.
He seems like the only person right now who's up for the responsibility of saving my life.Not even Nia, she's too busy planning to kill Zaid.
"But now I'm stuck with you guys.So atleast try to act.....like normal human beings?I feel so left out" I say.I meant that!
Nia and Tariq nods as Zaid still looks at the 'oh so beautiful world'.

"So, Alia, how are you?" Tariq says, sarcastically.
"I'm fine thank you.And you?" I ask, pouting again.
"I'm fine too.How are you finding this trip with 3 weird Ninjas right now?"

"Weird Ninjas?" I laugh as he says.Oh, he's cute.Light Hearted.Atleast someone cares about me.
Oh wait, Nia too smiled to that. Someone else has a sense of humour too.
Zaid? Not even a blink of smile.
"C'mon Zaid.Being happy for a second won't hurt"
I say, trying to create a lighter atmosphere.
"You found that Funny?" He says, chuckling.
"Then why are you chuckling now?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Stupidity" He answers, and then the awkward silence, once again.
I feel so tired.
So so tired.

Zaid's POV:

I don't really want to act rude and stuff but... I can't help.

Alia is just a normal person stuck between all of this,I don't blame her.But Nia? Lunatic.

She got herself in this.It's not my fault.

Fine.It IS my fault.If I never told her she's over sensitive, she would have never been here.She wasn't over sensitive.She was just soft-hearted. The biggest regret I ever made was leaving her.But then,she landed here as a perfectionist out of nowhere.

What? She's the epitome of perfection.And yes, honestly some part of me is happy to see her again.Some part of me wants to hug her.And some part of me would never want to kill her.Never.

But now, she hates me more than she ever did, and I understand that.It's pretty obvious.I broke her, and remembering this fact breaks me too.

I really like the way she glares at me when someone mentions the word kill or dead. I like it whenever she calls out my name as if I'm her enemy.

Okay, now I am,but It would be fun even getting killed by her.

This was too much, Lmao.

But I was serious.

"Like what you see,Bomber?" she says,winking sarcastically.It was too late for me to realize that I'm staring at her since last 2 minutes .

" I hate you, Nia." I say, rolling my eyes.