D O N' T Y O U T H I N K

I T' S U N F A I R

Okay now this is a bonus update and so it's a bit short. I just wanted to wish you guys eid mubarak 😘 (hopes to receive eidi in the form of lots and lots of votes and comments)

The next day I woke up slightly perplexed and nonplussed. Well I wouldn't even call it 'woke up' since I never really slept properly. I slept for about one and a half hours only. The cavernous serrated pain in my heart had me grimacing from time to time. Nabiha was shifted to the other room and so the entire night I had been sulking alone. I even sniveled in my sleep.

I was going to ask Rafiya aunty today itself. If Humza wasn't going to tell me, I had to find it out myself. I was adamant and steadfast. I weeped a lot during Fajir asking ALLAH to do something. Humza's words had left me broken.

After I was done with Fajir. I checked on Nabiha and she was still sleeping in her room. I went to the kitchen to have a glass of milk then. I felt extremely weak and exhausted yet their was no trace of sleep. The kitchen must be empty and isolated since Nobody was awake at this early hour. I wondered if Humza was still in Stacy's room. My heart was bleeding at the mere thought of him with somebody else. He had broken my trust. Maybe he was saying the truth. He never really loved me. The thought itself was distructive. I felt catastrophic all of a sudden but I stopped myself from even thinking further.

I was perturbed to find Stacy in the kitchen. She was devouring a chocolate truffle cake. She was literally stuffing her mouth weirdly. Well, she must be starving because of the lack of stamina now. My own thoughts made me cringe back in revulsion and distaste, whereas she didn't say a word.

I poured the milk in the glass from the bottle. I was about to drink it when I heard her say, "So you might have had a fantastic night yesterday?" She probed, her voice sharp. "I should be the one to ask you that question." I roll my eyes at her as I took one gulp of the thick white liquid. "Don't try and act smart around me." She scowled and I couldn't really understand why she was behaving in such a manner. She wore the same clothes that she was wearing when I had seen her with Humza. I scrunched my nose in confusion. We never really spoke. Why was she even talking to me now?

"Why do you even doubt it?" I retorted as I remembered her face from yesterday. I was not going to listen to her as she spoke ill about me. "Fine I get it that he chose you over me. Hell he always chooses you over any of us but no need to be bitchy about it." She scoffed and I was bewildered. I Felt tingles all over my body. He slept with her. Where was I in this?

"He slept with you Stacy. He never chose me. He doesn't even love me." I said while quaffing the entire liquid all at once. She on the other hand seemed to be bewildered.

"Are you crazy?" She looked at me as if I had grown two heads. "Why? What did I do?" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Don't tell me that you don't know? Did you have a memory loss?" She seemed absolutely serious about it. No humor could be enticed out of it. "Please be clear." I waited for her to tell me when she sucked in a sharp breath. "Nothing happened between us. I don't know what's wrong with him. He was grizzling like a baby throughout. He wasn't even letting me touch him and then like within twenty minutes he left my room. I even saw him entering your door." She stated as she placed the plate in the sink. She was done eating.

A ghost of a smile had captured my lips. I knew it. I always knew It. He loves me. He would never cheat on me.

He is trying to test me? He wants to see if I really love him. Well I will prove it to him. I was still in a daze and quite amazed. He really didn't touch her.

Stacy rolled her eyes at me and spurned to leave the kitchen but I was quick as I overtook the lead and made her stop abruptly in her track. "Does that mean that nothing happened between you two yesterday?" I was grinning like a fool.

"You need to see a doctor soon. You have a problem with your memory." She snapped and then trudged away. I literally did a tap dance. I was sure now.

I scuttled towards his room but he was not there and it remained the same as last night. The glass pieces still shattered on the floor and the other costly items still remained upturned. The only good thing was his cologne, that still clogged my mind the moment I entered.

I then strode towards his gym which was on the second floor. He was playing this game with me and I will gain his trust. I Know he loves me. I am not foolish. As I entered the huge room filled with gyming equipments, my eyes searched for Humza only to find him lifting heavy weights. No wonder he had that muscular, athlete like built.

With my heart thumping really hard against my chest, I ambled towards him. I knew he had felt my presence but he chose to ignore my existence like always. He looked straight at the wall in front of him.

"We need to talk." I began. My throat suddenly became dry when his eyes snapped to mine. They were intimidating me. They managed to subdue my confidence already. His body was covered in sweat and his probing eyes darted holes in my being.

He placed the weights properly on the floor while he himself began to move near the big black and blue striped punching bag. Once he was near it, he began to welt and strike it like a professional. I flinched back but I knew he would never hurt me. He was just enveloped in his own misery and darkness. I only had to help him out of it.

"Stop pretending that you aren't listening to me Humza." I spoke callously. He punched the punching bag like a mad man and I actually feared for all his enemies.

When he still didn't say a thing, I finally said, "Look I know that you love me and that there is something stopping you. I don't know what it is but all I want to say is that no matter what you do, I will never hate you Humza. I can not stop loving you." I said it all too sincerely and he finally caught the punching bag before it could hit him back.

"I don't care if you hate me or not. You are nonexistent to me." Ouch! his words did punch me in my gut but I knew that he was doing it purposely and deliberately.

"Stop trying. I told you I love you." His eyes immediately darkened as he clenched his fist, ready to attack. "Too bad I don't love you. I hate you. You are so fucking irritating. Go fuck with someone else's brain." He doesn't mean it. He doesn't mean it. I kept on chanting it repeatedly because I didn't want to let my guard down.

"I know you love me and trust me Humza, soon I'll make you confess it too. You don't know me. I am not scared of you. Try intimidating someone else." I crossed my hands over my chest and looked at him with confidence, my eyes were now challenging him. He grabbed my arms with his hand, tugging me near. He seemed very exhausted and it was as if he was just about to give up but there again I saw his fake facade coming up to surface.

"Well good luck with that. Just a breaking news before you start- I fucking don't love you and You don't exist for me." He repeated again before shoving me and darting out of the room.

The following day I asked Rafiya aunty about what had happened and she only shrugged it nervously. I couldn't fathom as to why her behavior towards me changed all of a sudden. Humza didn't return the following day. I waited for him but there was absolutely no sign of him.

As six days passed by without any sight of Humza, I became restless, anxious and I was falling deep into a puddle of anguish. Uncle and aunty were gone soon. Humza was right. His mother didn't really care about him.

I asked Huzaifa about his whereabouts and he would always shrug and dismiss it away saying, "He is very busy these days and he will come home when he has time."

Today on the 7th day, I had finally convinced Huzaifa to take me to their office or dungeons or whatever they called it. Hopelessness and despair had already surrounded and clouded me. I was dying to see him. It had been days since I last saw him and it made me realize all the more that I really loved him.

"Remember bhabhi you blackmailed me and I was forced to bring you here." Huzaifa was terror stricken and I on the contrary was not. I was seated in the back seat of his car with a steel tiffin full of biryani in my hand while he drove me into an unknown alley. The car couldn't go in further so he parked it outside. This place was like some forest.

Huzaifa sprinted through the path created in the middle of the forest. I adjusted my hijab again since it was slightly lose. What kind of office they might have in the middle of nowhere? When the trees began to clear, an old warehouse kind of thing was visible in sight. It was massive and was surrounded by gunmen all around.

Huzaifa escorted me inside. A lot of men bowed there head in respect to me. At first I thought it was for Huzaifa but he later told me that they all bowed to me. It was Humza's order. As the fear of facing a gun slowly disappeared, the thrill to see Humza again erupted like a volcano and burnt my insides. Didn't he miss me? I wanted to see him desperately.

Huzaifa knocked outside a massive double door. There was absolutely no movement from inside and so he pushed it open to peek in. "He is not here. Go inside. I'll call him." He said a moment later. I nodded my head as I entered the room and he left me there, I realized that this place was perhaps one of his safe house and not office. I placed the tiffin on his table. This room had a cupboard for books and files. It was all completely full. In the middle of the room there was a table, a laptop placed on it, a pen stand, paper weight and a chair on it's side.

I walked inside watching everything intently. I walked in to the other side of the table to look at his laptop. The wallpaper of his laptop was his father's photograph with him. I now knew that Humza inherited most of his features from his father. Humza looked very adorable as he sat on his father's lap. The love and bond between them was quite visible. I moved away to take a look at the books and files when I heard a very known voice. "Aapi.. Aapi where are you?" My brows furrowed in confusion as I looked around for Nabiha. It was her voice but it didn't come from around the room. It came from the laptop. I hurried towards it to see why I could hear my sister's voice from it. "Where did Aapi go? Ya ALLAH what do I do now?" I heard her voice again.

I maximized the few tabs that were minimized and my eyes widened in shock. I could see the live footage of my room. It was as if all the air had been sucked out of my body. I Knew it was live because, the clothes that I had changed before coming here were still placed on the bed in an untidy manner. It means that he had been watching me all along. All of a sudden I felt goosebumps all over my body. I felt butterflies flying too high in the pit of my stomach.

"What the fuck are you doing?" My eyes snapped to Humza who stood near the door. My breath hitched. He looked so furious that I was almost scared. He had a very light stubble under his chin that gave him an even more rugged look. He looked sexy for all I know. He walked towards me and shut the top cover of the laptop down, not allowing me to see anything further. He looked like a kid who had been caught stealing cookies.

"Don't you think it's unfair that I didn't see you for almost a week and you got to see me 24/7?" I finally spat leaving him too gobsmacked and dumbfounded.

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on 4.2.2018