Worthy of Love

Chapter One

~Ayaan POV~

I woke up on the floor of my room my body aching and throbbing with some fresh cuts and bruises. I pushed through the pain to look at my clock. There was an hour before Fajr so I made my to my bathroom. I went under the shower hissing in pain as the warm water came in contact with my skin. Blood going down the drain as the horrible events ran through my mind. After I was done I got ready for Salah and woke up my twins. We said our salams and they went to get read for Salah. Aryaan had left for the Mosque after we made a supplication for him then we started to pray. After salah Anaya and I recited a couple verses of Qur'an when our brother returned after what seemed so long.

"Assalamu Alaikum sister" Aryaan said as he kissed our heads. We replied with our Salams.

"How are you guys?" I asked.

"Alhamdulilah I'm alright just sore and bruised up but I'll live." Anaya said with a smile.

"Alhamdulilah I'm alright as well what about you?" Aryaan asked.

"Eh same here just feeling pain in my leg but Alhamdulilah I'm okay." I told him.

We all had gotten beatings last night. Our parents had no mercy as they repeated whipped, kicked, punched and smack us around. Isn't that haram? I mean using your children as punching bags? As we were talking our parents came in anger visible in their eyes. "Why are you just sitting here?! Go make breakfast for my children!"Mama hissed. We're not even considered their children.

"Yes mama we'll go make breakfast now" I said trying to avoid any trouble.

"Good now hurry along little slaves my children will be awake soon." she said with a smirk. I felt hurt and my heart dropped as she called us 'little slaves' I looked up to see papa laugh when I turned around I said Aryaan get angry clenching his fist he opened his mouth to say something but Anaya grabbed his arm and whispered "calm down brother let's let it go it's haram to talk back to them otherwise we would be beaten each day" Anaya said and Aryaan calmed down unclenching his fist.

By this time our parents left the room after a few minutes we made our way to the kitchen. I had tears in my eyes when Anaya embraced me.

"Dry your tears Honey this is all a test from Allah. In Sha Allah everything will work out just fine just leave it to Allah" She said as she broke the hug to wipe the tears from my cheeks. "Thanks sister I'm blessed to have you both." I said with a smile.

"You forgot to say Alhamdulilah." Aryaan said with a smirk.

"Aww she called us a blessing Aryaan! Can she get any sweeter?" Anaya asked Aryaan.

"Haha I don't think so she's reached her sweetness limit." he said and we laughed at how immature they being.

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~ Aryaan POV ~

I made wudu the got ready to go the Mosque as I was about to pull away papa called out to wait so I did. He got in the car with me and I started I driving. My sisters an I are the only practicing Muslims in our house so it shocked me when papa came with me. We rode in silence for 5 minutes until papa cleared his throat to get my attention and he did.

"Have you and your sister thought about marriage yet? You guys turned 18 a month ago and we want you guys out our house." Papa said. "If you don't want marriage then find a place to stay." He finished.

After a few minutes of silence we arrived the Mosque. "Are you coming in?" I asked codly.

"Do I look like I'm going in boy? Don't ask me dumb questions now hurry up" he said leaning the seat back. I took out MYcar keys and left. I don't trust him with my car. It took me a lot of saving up and hard work to get it so my sisters and I don't ride public transportation or walk when we have places to go. I ran up the stairs of the Mosque and entered the line as the Iman started the prayer. After Salah I made a supplication and made my way back to THEIR HOUSE. I found my sisters reciting the Qur'an together.