Stars Align✅

CHAPTER 19:MISFORTUNATE

IGNORE ALL TYPOS!

Jannah knew she couldn't face her father in that condition so she went home directly. She really wanted to visit him but she wasn't in the right condition to do that. She was basically a walking zombie as she made her way back to her car. She knew it wasn't a good idea for her to drive in that condition but she had no other choice. It was either for her to drive herself or call Kamal; she chose the first option knowing she can't answer the questions he'll definitely have for her.

She didn't know how she managed to do it—driving home without completely breaking down on the way but somehow she made to get back home in one piece, her heart wasn't in one piece though.

Lucky for her though, her aunt wasn't in the house when she returned back so she had no problem with getting to her room without being questioned. However, that wall she built around her all came crashing the minute she was in the confines of her room.

She felt like she just lost a part of her.

And in a way, she did.

~*~

The next day came and all Jannah wanted to do was stay in bed and continue crying but she knew she had to see her father sooner or later. And she couldn't keep dragging the meet up, meeting him might just be what will lift up her mood, he always does.

That day she didn't spend too much time on dressing up. She just threw on a random dark wash jean and a matching raven hoodie. She picked out a white veil and wrapped it into a hijab before slipping into some random flats. With that, she took her car keys and her phone and made her way out.

The house was eerily quiet which she expected knowing that her uncle and aunt must both be at work and Kamal had disappeared again...which is totally normal to her by now. It wasn't her job to keep tabs on a grown man.

She got into her car and drove to the hospital after checking up on Kamal to make sure her mother isn't there. She wasn't in the mood to receive another long lecture from a woman that's supposed to be her support and backbone. She couldn't even hope for that anymore from the woman she calls her mother. Had it been it was back then she would've ran to her mother for a crying shoulder knowing she'll comfort her but not anymore. Nowadays her mother will only just sprinkle salt on her wounds and maybe laugh as she writhe in pain. She hated her that much.

She couldn't blame her though. She caused that on herself. She was the one to blame.

Jannah held back the tears as she revved the car to life and drove off. Her phone buzzed from where she kept it beside her. She didn't check it knowing it's just Daihaah, she had been texting her since the day before after Jannah called her amidst of her breakdown crying her heart out. Daihaah was confused at first as she couldn't make out her best friend's words in the middle of her breakdown. The only coherent sentence she made out was "I broke him Daihaah, he said I did" and then Jannah turned her phone off.

Jannah put on her ear pod and answered the call as she drove to the hospital, "Daihaah" she said, her voice coming out low. She no longer had the energy in her to fake being happy.

"Hey..." Daihaah's voice came out soft detecting her friend's mood from her tone, "Are you okay?" she asked though she knew the answer.

Jannah smiled bitterly as she turned down another lane to the hospital with one hand as she used the other hand t fish out some pills that she brought along with her. She knew it wasn't a good idea to take pills while driving but her sense just wasn't there completely, she wasn't thinking rationally at the moment, "No" she answered popping the pills in her mouth. She reached out beside her phone and picked up a water bottle and while keeping her eyes on the road she took it in swallowing the pills that she may or may not have overdosed since yesterday.