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9. Sweetie Pie

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Don't forget to comment on your favorite part. This chapter is my favorite. The one I have been waiting to write since last four years! Also read the author's note in the end.

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Flashback

Ten Year Old Kabir

Malik Residence.

He was waiting outside in the garden. He looked around the garden and could see that it was well maintained. The house was rather a mansion. He saw a few servants going in and out, each of them looking at him in a weird way wondering what he was doing here.

He wanted to shout at them to mind their own damn business but he didn't. Not because he was trying to be polite or form a good impression on his so called father but because he didn't want to create a scene.

The man in question has not arrived in the house yet. He remembered calling him on the phone. He just said his mother's name and told him about the orphanage he was currently living. All he replied was, "Pack your bags."

Next day a man came and talked to the orphanage manager and completed all the formalities. The manager looked surprised but agreed. That man was his father's personal manager. Kabir helped to put his bags in the car and sat at the back without asking a single question. They reached the Malik residence. The man asked him to wait in the drawing room as his boss was not here yet.

Kabir can't get into that house. It didn't feel right to do so. He didn't want to enter and see the happy little place. He didn't want to see that man's perfect wife because if he did that, if he saw that then he will feel bad for his own mother. This place, the house, the servants, this life, it was his mother's right. His mother deserved this. She didn't deserve to die alone in pain. She didn't deserve to be betrayed.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his emotions. He can't be angry. Because anger is an emotion and emotions are weakness. And he couldn't be weak in this place, or around this man. He took advantage of his mother's weakness. He can't be a weak fool too.

He was closing his eyes and thinking all that when he heard a beautiful voice of an angel.

He opened his eyes immediately and walked around to see a girl around his age sitting behind the tree in backyard and crying.

Her eyes were watering as was her nose; her hairs were small brown curls which were running on her face due to wind. She was wearing a pink top which has the caption, 'You are my sweetie pie'; with the drawing of two strawberry pies holding hands.

He looked at her; so fascinated by the sight in front of him that nothing around him mattered. His heartbeat was going wild because of the girl sitting in front of him who was his sister.

His sister.

His very own sister.

A girl who was unaware of his existence.

A girl who grew up without hearing anything about him.

A girl who was right now, here, present in front of him, busy crying.

Wait.

Crying?

Why was she crying?

He didn't like crying. More so he didn't like her crying. He wanted to call her and stop her from crying. He wanted to hug her, to console her. He wanted to assure her and protect her from this dark and cruel world around her but only one word left his mouth,

"Sweetie pie."

The one word around which his entire life will revolve from that day onward till his end and the one person for whom he will go to any lengths even if it meant swallowing his pride and living in this hell. 

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"Sweetie Pie."

The word came out her mouth before his brain could even think and it felt as natural as breathing.

She looked up to see the owner of the new voice around her because she was familiar with the staff and none of them sounded like a boy.

She noticed his blue eyes at the same time he observed her light brown ones.

She has her father's eyes.

The fact shocked him for a moment because not only her eyes but her face was so similar to Mr. Malik. He hasn't seen Mr. Malik in real life, just pictures but even then he could tell the similarities.

She was the most beautiful version of the ugliest man he knows.

Fate was very cruel to him.

Because she will be the constant reminder of his past which he was desperately trying to forget. 

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Drum rolls!

Uff Bir... The most important person in his life has the face of the person whom he hates the most! Think of the strength this boy will need to oversee that....

On a lighter note, finally!

Bir and Sweetie Pie met! They met for the first time when he was just a ten year old boy and she was crying?!

This is probably the last time she will cry , but you guys know that don't you!

Now we know why he calls her sweetie pie. The name came out as natural as breathing. 

One more thing guys, this is Kabir's book. So mainly it is going to be about Kabir and his life. And a large part of his life is with Sanaa and without Zara. So even though it's a romantic genre there won't be romance for a while because Kabir's character is so so complex that trying to understand him and make him understandable is going to very difficult for me as a writer. I was up all night because of the scenarios running around my head that will happen and that have a reason to happen. I have so much to write about him and so little words.

This guy makes me want to pull my hairs because of his complexity but wins my heart over and again because he is such a beautiful soul. So writing about him is difficult. I need your support for that. Don't worry Zara will come and every damn mystery of his will unfold. You will see his romance which is as much more crazier than him. It will just take some time. So I request your patience and support.

So yeah, this was Zoya's long rant. I hope that you read it till the end. I needed to say it all out. Much for my sake. His story is keeping me up at night like damn even Sanaa and Vaish combined together didn't give me this trouble.

Anyways, thanks for listening, reading, commenting.

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From Zoya!