Bittersweet Truth

Chapter 1- Zay!

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Alizeh" i heard a sweet voice. "Yess?" I turned to meet a stranger with bloodshot eyes. He was nearing me and i was moving back till my back hit the wall. He shot an evil glare. He looked like a drunkard.

A car was nearing us in full speed suddenly it took a sharp turn. "Mammaaaa" "papppaaaa" i was screaming on top of my voice, but that wasn't my parents. An accident happen in front of my eyes. Water, broken chain, blood hospital. Everything was flashing down.

"Mammaaaa" i shouted as i sat up panting and beads of sweat trickling on my forehead. I was startled when mamma entered the room. "Alizeh are you okay?" She asked handing me a glass of water. I gulped it in one go.

I closed my ears and started shouting. "Nooooo" i shouted. Why do i feel that something happened to mamma. What is happening to me allah. Something is haunting me. I know i have been through this. But what? I pondered.

"Mamma have you ever met with an accident" i mumbled.

"Read ayatul kursi my dear. You'll be fine." She consoled ignoring my question. I did as she said and slept in her lap.
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The alarm blared in my ears. I woke up with a start. I wanted to be right on time for college because afterall it's the begining of the new year. My final year and then i would be finally graduated. I am super excited. "Are you ready Aly" Esha asked bursting into my room. Her mouth were wide open. "Alyyyyy! Have you checked the time?" She screamed. I quickly grabbed my phone. It was 9:00 am. Oh gosh. I am late. I had put the alarm on snooze. Ugh. I quickly ran into the washroom and got ready in no time. Thank god i had kept my clothes ready the previous night.

"Come come lets go" i said running like a lunatic. Esha looked at me in a weird way. I know i am clumsy much.

Rushing downstairs tripping a million times i dashed into the kitchen. "Mom breakfast." I shouted searching for my shoes. "Mammma." .. I again screeched. "Alyyy.. You cant be doing this right from day one." she sighed handing a bowl filled with cereals. I quickly had a few spoonfuls and hugged mamma. Bidding goodbye to her me and Esha left home. We had missed the bus because of me. So we had to take the next one which was fifteen minutes later. Esha was my elder sister three years older than me. She was working in a company near my office. We lived with my mum in our own girly way. Dad had been to london for a while now, due to some business meeting.  I missed him so much.

At school i was lost in my lala land. "Looks like someone's in deep thinking" i heard Dua's voice. I quickly sprang up on my seat and hugged the life out of her. We are meeting eachother after so long. "Alyy i can't breathe" she chuckled. I let her go and we started with our never ending talks.

After several lectures me and Dua were hanging out during the recess hour. We were walking around chatting away when i felt a bash on my head. "Ouchhhhh" i growled. It was a ball that someone hit straight into my head. On purpose. I searched around looking for the culprit. There were a lot of boys playing football.

But the stubborn side of me wanted to know who that brat was! "It was him i guess" Dua said pointing to a tall figure facing to the opposite side.. "Alyyy.. Let it go!" I heard dua shout but i walked away.

I stomped towards the guy.. "Excuse me!" I said annoyed. He turned around and looked at me. He was quite attractive. He had electric blue eyes and jet black hair to add on he had a perfect jawline. Ew aly what's up with you stupid girl. The haram police in me shouted.

"Yes?" He said in a rough voice. his hair was messy yet cute. He raised an eyebrow ignorantly. "Are you showing me your attitude. You literally kicked a ball and hurt me" i stated folding my arms. Dua was quiet beside me.

"Oh ok" he said rolling his eyes. Such a jerk. "What do you mean by okay? Don't you have the courtesy to apologize. '' i said furiously. "Oh miss! I am sorry if you insist so much i can take you to the hospital but wait i don't think they will be able to help in your case. Since It was just a football not a huge rock that hurt you'' he said sarcasm clear in his tone. I rolled my eyes at his foolish words. "You know what! Leave it it's waste of time talking to people like you" i shouted and walked away angrily. My mood was just not good for no particular reason. My mood swings are endless one moment happy the next moment in depression.its just so damn unpredictable.

I turned to look for dua when i saw that jerk shooting the ball straight into me. What the hell! I quickly bent down to avoid any harm. I shot him a furious glare. "You will pay for this" i grunted. Dua was still standing there looking at the whole fiasco mouth hanging open. I didn't notice that the whole lot of boys were gaping at me. "Do you know who is he Aly? Are you out of your mind, he is the famous buisn.." Dua said i cut her off immediately " i don't care who that jerk was!" I snap. Ugh what a perfect way to start my first day! I sighed and walked to the class.

On reaching home i slumped down on the couch. "Maaaa i am home" i shouted. I was super lazy and exhausted.

I quickly looked at the direction of the kitchen when i heard some muffled conversation. Oh shit! Is there any guest home. While i was lost in my thoughts "Alizehh" i was startled at my mum's stern voice. I looked up and found a lady in her mid fifties maybe. She was looking young though. She flashed me a smile. I quickly jumped out of the couch and smiled back awkwardly. "Alizeh, where have you lost your manners" mum said looking angry. "It's okay Almas, she must have had a hectic day at college" aunty cleared it off.

"Aly this is Rasha my childhood bestie. It's been over 10 years we haven't met each other. You know we lived in the same apartment as theirs when you were little. Her son Zaik and you were inseparable back those days. Then we moved in here that's why long time no see" mamma explains.

"Zayyy, where are you!" "Alyy.. I am here. " i heard his distant voice echoing in my ears. The laughs echoed her.

Zaik how can i forget him! My zay! He was everything for me until my the evil beast didn't ruin our lives due to which we had to leave home. Our mansion.

"Asalamualikum aunty how are you? Where is Zaik?" I asked politely. "Waalaikumsalam beta. I am doing good. Zaik is at home. We have recently moved in here. Have you met Safina she's in your same college as yours?" she informed.

Safina was Zaik's younger sister.

"I don't think so" i said. "Anyways i have to leave. Have a lot of settlements to make, my house is a mess now" she laughs away.

"Oh okay then. Don't forget to come for dinner whenever you are free." Mom says. I simply smiled at her. As soon as she left i went to my room and took a refreshing shower changed into some comfy clothes.

I laid down on my bed thinking about Aunt Rasha's words. Zaik! How would i identify him. I can hardly recollect what he looked like except his electric blue eyes after all we were so little then. He must be so different now. What if he's forgotten me. Oh Allah! I want to meet him.

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