•||Ch14: Truth & Regrets||•

||Maheen POV||

I walked out of the building with a sigh and sat on the bench. Today was my last exam and I was beyond happy and feeling relaxed. I knew I didn't give good performance in exams. I was also happy because Zoya was not with me. Her centre was different than mine.

I hated Zoya because of her my brother left the country and went far away from us. Just because of her betray and stupid tricks. I never going to forgive Zoya easily. I blamed Zoya for all the things that happening. Stupid Zoya. I muttered under my breath.

I was waiting for dad to come but he didn't come. I looked up at the bright sky and tried to smile but how could I smile when my heart was not helping me. I always felt a pain in my heart but didn't know why. I sighed annoying when my phone vibrated. I unlocked my phone and saw a message from Wahab.

Wahab: Last exam! Finally your are free 😎 Where are you right now?

Maheen: In hell with devil 👹 and having gala time with them 🤡

Wahab: LMAO 😂 Seriously where are you?

Maheen: At my exam centre 😣 Waiting for my dad 😩

Wahab: Aha! OK then enjoy your gala time with devil 👻

Maheen: Ha very funny 😒

A car stopped in front of me which made me look at it. I saw it was Wahab. I stood up and sat in his car silently because dad hadn't reached and it was more than half an hour. “How was your exams?” He asked and started the car. “What a question which have no answer,” I grumbled.

“Why so grumpy?” He asked. “Dunno,” I mumbled and closed my eyes. I felt the car came to halt but when I opened my eyes, I saw we were at the parking of garden. “What are we doing here?” I asked in confusion. “Come,” He said and jumped out of the car.

I silently followed him in the garden and looked at the swing. I sat on the swing and he also sat on the swing beside me. I swing myself with my feet and looked at a couple sitting under tree. “You are lost,” Wahab said which made me look at him. “Huh!” I looked at him in confusion. “Maheen, you are lost. You around yourself. You have many people who likes you and always there for you but you are ignoring them. Open your eyes and see who is your true friend or who is not,” He said looking ahead.

“I don't understand,” I whispered in confusion. “You will one day,” He said with a smile and looked at me. “I am leaving tonight for Sydney,” He informed me. I looked at him without blinking and asked, “Why?” “For the further studies,” He said. I looked down and asked, “Will you contact me than?”

I heard him laughing, “I thought you will be happy after my leave.” I looked at him with a teased smile and said, “Maybe I will be happy after you leave.” He looked at me with a fake hurt look but before he said something my phone started ringing. I saw it was from dad and answered it.

“Where are you?” He asked in angry tone.

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“In a garden,” I said and felt something was going to happen.

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“Come home,” He said and cut the call.

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Strange. I stood and said, “I have to go home.” He also stood up and followed him to his car. We both climbed in and he started the car. I was feeling scared after hearing dad voice. “What happened?” He asked. “Nothing,” I said with a sigh.

Once we reached home, I quickly climbed out of the car and turned to thank him, “Thank you for the ride and good bye.” He put his hands in his pant pockets and said with smirk, “I hope you will not miss me.” I just smiled at him and knocked on the door.

I saw his car disappeared and turned back to the gate of my house. The gate of my house opened and I was dragged in the house roughly. It was dad who dragged me inside the house and threw me forward. My forehead was hit by the wall and a wince escaped from my mouth.

I turned around and saw dad advanced towards me but mom stood in front of him. “What are you doing? Are you insane? She is your daughter not a toy,” Mom screamed at him. “I am doing what I know is right at this time and I am right in state of my mind now. I was an idiot to blindly trust someone and she is not my daughter. I have an only daughter who is Masooma,” Dad said and raised his voice.  This was the first time dad raised his voice.

I was shocked after hearing dad words. Tears were flowing through my eyes and my heart was pained after hearing it. “What are this non sense?” Mom raised her voice. Dad pulled an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to the mom. His eyes held mine which were glared at me and was bloodshot red which was ready to kill me.

Mom opened the envelope and pulled something out of it. It was photos after which seeing mom gasped loudly and it fall from her hands to the floor. She looked at in shocked and unbelievably. I looked down and was also shocked to see it. It was my photos with random boys. In every picture, a boy was hugging me, kissing me or helping me.

That was not true because all those pictures were faked. I was pulled back by a tight slap. I held my throbbing cheek and saw it was mom. “What were you doing with them? Tell me? What have you done? You are not Maheen which I raised. You are not my Maheen,” Mom screamed at me and slapped me on the other cheek.

“Get lost from here. Get lost from my sight. I don't want to see you. I don't… I said get the hell out from my sight.... You are disgrace to us.. You put your parents down…. How could you? How?” Mom fell on the floor on his knees and screamed at me. She was continuously crying and sobbing with screaming at me. “Mom,” I whispered and tried to explain her. “Don't call me your mom. I am not your mom. My daughter died at the moment when she stepped in that world. Now get lost from here. Didn't you hear?”

I stared at her in shocked and pained. Dad took mom to their room without glancing at me. Am I that worthless? I asked myself. I ran to my room and locked the door. I fell on the floor and cried for hours. I looked at the wall which had many pictures on it but my eyes were on one picture. I felt my blood boiled by seeing her picture. I stood up and picked her picture.

“You. You ruined it again. Wow! You again win it. You took a better and good revenge from me. I didn't know you will fell that much. How could you do this?” I mumbled looking at the picture and wiped my tears. I threw her picture on the wall and cried.

I picked my phone and called Arfa. She wasn't picking my call. I dialed again and again. Finally, she picked my call.

“Yes?” She asked irritatedly.

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“I want to tell you something,” I said her. I heard sounds and voices from her side.

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“I am busy. Bye,” She said.

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“Hello! Hel--,”

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“Don't tell me its Maheen. Wow! Girl, how you planned this all?” I heard Zain voice.

Arfa laughed and said, “She thinks Zoya is the only one who knows about her handwriting very well but she didn't know I also know. Poor girls.” I was shocked after hearing this.

I heard multiples laughed then a girl voice, “What about Zoya? And what you did?”

“Ah! Zoya! Shazam helped me in this. He went to Zoya for the help in studies but poor she didn't know about my game and helped Shazam.” I gasped at this information and felt guilty and anger on myself.

“Now Maheen is also helpless because I sent her parents an envelope of fake pictures of Maheen and random boys,” Arfa confessed which made me fell on floor.

“Let's cheers!” I heard shouting of multiple people then the sound of cling of glasses. “Cheers on the lose of Maheen and Zoya!”

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My phone fell from my hand. What had I done? I asked myself over and over again. I fist my hands and hit on the floor again and again. The blood started coming out of my knuckles. I stood up and went in the washroom. I picked the razor blade and cut my wrist again and again.

I felt physically relive after seeing my blood flowing through my wrist but not emotionally. I closed my eyes and the face of Zoya flashed in front of my eyes with her hurt face. I rushed to my room and picked my phone from the floor. I dialed Zoya number but her number was out of unreachedable. I dialed on the house number and on the fifth ring someone picked.

“Who?” I heard Saif voice.

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“I want to talk to Zoya,” I whispered quickly.

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“May I ask why? Aren't you happy after destroying everything or is there anything else you want to do?” He asked in anger and frustration.

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“I know now what I did was wrong but please let me talk to her. I want to tell her how sorry I am. I will do anything for her,” I said and wiped my eyes.

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“It's late for your sorry. Sorry but you are late,” He mumbled.

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“What do you mean?” I asked in confusion.

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I fell on my knees on the floor and threw my phone on the wall after hearing him. I was too late to know what had I done. I laughed then suddenly started crying. I threw everything in the room on floor. She left me to die over the guilt of destroying everything.

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