𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙄 𝘿𝙐𝙇𝙃𝘼𝙉

𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝑩𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯𝑫𝑨𝒀

the hectic prom night ended, i was ready to head back to my house...cause i knew that if i stay here even for a second, i will have to face Ali after that confession he did infront of everyone. everyone from our class was gonna stay till late night but i already decided to just go to my home and sleep 

i informed farah and some of my class mates that i will leave early...and so i did..from the back door taking a taxi and leaving all the anxiety behind. i went home to find it empty..my mom was sleeping as always. so i quickly ran upstairs got freshed up and jumped on my bed hoping to fall asleep as soon as possible 

i was slowly dozing away...as a call woke me up litreally viberating my entire back....

""hello?? nashwa??""

""hmmm??...""

""it's  farah..you were asleep??""

""hmm...yea...you wanted something?""

""yea i just wanted to kick your ass mind comming back to collage for once?""

""geez....what did i do?""

""nashwa.....its your birthday...TODAY""

""what....really? sorry my apologies i didnt knew myself""

""*sign* you could have just stayed till 12Am so that we could have celebrated your birthday..""

""no need!! we can celebrate it tomorrow""

""hmm...fine...make sure you atleast come ok??""

""sure....assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh .....by the way""

""oh shut up walkm....go sleep""

""ok...allahfiz""

the call ended....and it soon made it realise that it was actually my birthday today...how unfortunate that i didnt knew....well thoughts keep comming and all i had todo for now is sleep 

my eyes began to flutter and soon i dozed off.

another start of the day hoping something will not go worng...i needed to ignore him today,i planned it all....i offered my prayer and headed towards the collage.but today i didnt waited to farah, i quickly went straight towards my classroom.

as soon as i opened the door...it was dark...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NASHWA!!! everyone stood up clapping their hands shouting and some of the girls even hugged me...wow, what a delightful day 

"nashwa..you could have waited till 12Am..you birthday could have been more magnificent" one of my classmatres asked with a slight sadness in her tone 

"no i love this suprise instead of the 'magnificent'one your talking about" i replied 

i was....for the first time having a conversation with my classmates this long, and they seem friendly...the aura of the class was awsome until someone asked about Alis confession.....and just like that the gossips and wispers began to fill the room 

luckily the toxic aura around the room was broken when farah entered the room holding a cake....i am not suprised that she was late afterall....having a good friend is such a blessing sometimes 

"sorry!! i was late...yo was i missing on something??" she questioned while she placed the cake on the table infront of me 

the cake was opened and it was a beautiful chocolate lava cake with choco chip toppings.....the one which made my mouth watered for real. everyone clapped and were giving the best wishes also having a good time chatting and eating the cake 

and...where was Ali? i didnt cared...i wanted to forget everything like it never happend 

"Hey...i am so sorry...because to my brother..you-" i stopped her 

"no need, my girl dont even bring that topic...lets talk about happiness and how tasty the cake is" i tried to chear her up but...it didnt seem to work i guess

"yea...i told him to stay down and not come until i told him todo so...infact even he didnt wanted that you should hate him more..." she admitted the reason 

our conversation broke when a teacher called my name out of the blue

"ms.nashwa khan??"

"yes..mam?"

"your uncle seems to wait for you down stairs...he said he has something to give to you...please make your way" 

she completed her sentence and i swear my breath stopped at that moment, at that instant i was terrified.....i needed to go .Alone?? alone with my uncle?? that creep? it made me shiver...but somehow i could not show it...nor i could tell anyone about it 

i was holding my breath underneath and my heart was beating fast....as i slowing beagan to headed downstairs 

as soon as i went to the ground...there stood my uncle wearing a grey t-shirt with a big creepy smirk ever....it was expected as this time he got a chance......to talk to me....Alone....i knew the situation will be fucked up

i slowly went to him clearly not showing any interest...

"what do you want?" i asked with my head fixated on the ground and my hands getting cold because of the stress 

"ohh..i just wanted to give you this gift" he spoke with a flirtatious manner which chilled my spine 

i silently looked at the gift with empty eyes..who just wanted to run away 

"aapki aunty ki taraf se hai..rakho!" (its from you aunt.keep it!) he nearly shouted. making me flinch with his scary voice 

"aunty ko agar dena hota toh wo khud aati!" (aunty would have came by herselfif she had to give!) i spoke back...somehow finding the courage to look into his bloodfilled eyes with boldness 

"beta...unko bohot kaam tha issi liye mai aapko unki taraf se ye dene aaya hoon" (she was very busy so i came here on behalf of her) he said with a low voice this time trying to keep it cool but it was obviously not helping at all...infact this low voice was scaring me the most....well i didnt wanted to argue so i hurredly snached the gift from his hand but the biggest fear it had...took over the situation and he quickly grabbed my hand making the gift to fall on the ground 

shit...i was about to tear up....no no no...someone please...

"jitni ho utni raho....itna gussa kis liye?"(act like your age..why are you so angry?) he questioned looking straight into my eyes.....my heartbeat was running roller coasters...i could not help but tear up...and trust me i was not ready for what he was gonna say