Haya's POV

The strong light of sun was shining brightly on my face, making me open my eye but they were paining badly like there is alot of weight on them. Then i realized that my head was aching too like someone was hamring it. I placed my hand my on my forehead, it was warm like i am going to have a fever. I tried to open my eyes but they were not opening. I dont know when I fell asleep. I lay for sometime to think what happened. Then it all came trembling down with full force.

"So when should we come to place ring of Shayan's name on Haniya hand !?"

I shot my eyes open, I see everything was the way it was except, I was curled into a ball with my knees close to my chest, I was in the same light pink frock which I wore yesterday confirming that everything was a harsh reality. I sat on the bed with my head in my hands.

" Well your Safia Aunty(Shayan's mother) came to ask for Haniya hand for Shayan".

"No" I said to the harsh reality.

"No"

It became hard for me to breathe.My tear started pricking my eyes with raising pain in my chest.

"No"

"He loves me"

"No! How could he?"

Suddenly my room became smaller and smaller. I start to choke inorder to breathe. The pain in my chest was increasing with every second. I placed my hand on my heart to ease the pain, rubbing it slowly. Tears found there way, flowing freely, dripping down form my chin. I felt my thoart burning like its on fire. I jumped out of the bed and started walking toward the washroom with wobbling legs.

I started washing my face with cold water, glancing up in the mirror l saw a girl with blood shot eyes with large tears trembling down from corner of her eyes, Kohl diffused here and there, red nose and swollen lips. A sob echoed across the large washroom with latest luxuries, slowly swallowing down my sobs, I furiously wiped my tears away. Suppressing the sobs bubbling inside me, wanting to be feared. I closed my eyes.

"He cannot do this to me".

"He loves me not Haniya"

"No! He can not do this to me, Aunty must have been forcing him"

I opened my eyes, glancing at the girl in the mirror.

"I need to ask him! He cannot marry Haniya"

"I need to get out of here."

After getting out of washroom. I picked up my phone form side table. Wiping my tears furiously with the back of my hand, I opened the door of my room looking down, with a fear that someone might see but I forgot no one will be at home except Haniya and servants. I was running down the stairs towards the main door when I bumped into someone in the middle of stairs.

" I'm ... I'm so...sorry" I said hurriedly

"Haya Baji(sister) I was coming to your room to clean it up! Your up so early, Are you going somewhere!?" Sarah asked.

I didn't answered her and all the time I was looking down.

"Haya Baji what happened you haven't changed!" Sarah asked again but I started moving down the stairs towards the main door.

"Haya Baji! Where are going like this?" She aaked while following behind me.

I was about to take my car keys form the keyholder when she grabbed my wrist.

"What happened!? Huh!" She asked while turning me towards her.

I turned a little but she saw my face. She gasped looking at my bloodshot eyes and my swollen face. She was about to say something bit i cut her in between saying,

"I will be back in a short time, don't tell anyone till I'm back." I said in a choked voice. Hurriedly moved out taking my keys. I sat in my car looked towords the door where Sarah was standing with a worried expression on her face, glancing at her for the last time, I started my car not knowing where to go.

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After driving in circles for hours, the fuel of my car ended. My car stopped by a beach that i never came to. It was Eids second day, it was quite crowded. People were here with their families, friends and lovers. I was sitting on the rocks quite far form the crowd, Alone. I was sitting there for quite sometime, actually I don't even remember how many hours i spent here just sitting. I glanced at my phone for the thousandth time, should I call him or not?

" Are you wanting form them to get married"

With all the courage I had I dialed his number. I asked him to meet me at the beach, first he disagreed but after hearing my stern and a little chocked voice he agreed to come. I am planning to confess my feelings for him.

While waiting for him I was looking at the water waves dancing infornt of me. Everytime, they came back rushing towards the rocks knowing that they are always gonna be there no matter what. I thought the same, Shayan will come to back to me too but now i have doubts.

With every passing second, the hope that he would come was dieing. Many families were returning to their respective homes. The crowd was lesser than before.Then I heard a familiar car horn and turned to Shayans car. At last he came, parking his car close to mine. He jumped out of the car wearing white v line t-shirts, black ripped jeans and black leather jacket. His attire was giving him a bad boy look, removing his black goggles. He saw me and started moving towards me. I settled my hair with my help of my hand to look presentable enough amongst him. I whipped my cheeks to ensure there are no tears.

Third POV

"Anything special, you never called me to meet you a beach before" Shayan asked standing at a distance of few feets, pointing towards the surrounding with the hand in which he was holding his black goggles, unnoticing her swollen face.

"Why are you marrying Haniya" Haya blurted out the question which was playing in her brain like a broken record. It was like her mouth was on autopilot.

"Huh!" He gasped "What!??" He said frowning while hocking his goggles to his t-shirt.

"Dont marry Haniya" She said reaching out for his hand, holding it in her both hands along with her phone.

"Woah! Wooah!" He said while removing his hand from her hands stepping back.

"Please Shayan don't marry her" She pleaded with glassy eyes.

"Wait ... What!?" He said raising his both hands.

"Shayan you cannot marry her" She said as her life was depending.

"Huh!!! ..Why!?" He asked in confusion.

"Because .... I ... " She shattered

" You what ? " He said while narrowing his eyes. He was now getting irritated due to confusion.

"Because ... I ...want .... you to marry me" she said while reaching out for his right hand.

" What!? " He said with his widen eyes while remove her hands form his hand roughly.

"I love you.... I love you Shayan!" she almost begged as single tear trembled down from her hazel eyes, followed by another one, and another one, until soon, a steady stream of salty tears flowed it's way down her pale cheek, releasing the sadness and sorrow that she held inside of her for all this time. She did tried .... She tried to control her tear but no matter how much she tried they made their way out defeating her efforts.

" What ! Hahahaha" He laughed sarcastically. " There is no such thing as LOVE Haya" he said while shaking his head in amusement.

Haya stood there frozen for a second. Swallowing the big lump in her thoart. She said " Shayan, Marry me please i will make you fall in love with me .... Please."

" What why would I marry you Haya ... Just look at yourself " he said pointing at her " Haya just look at yourself why i would want a wife like you. I want a pious wife that could take care of me and my family." Scanning her attire he said " Just look at yourself you only know how to party Haya and dress like a slut. Why I would marry a girl who doesn't even know how to boil a egg. I want a mature wife like Haniya not a immature like you. I want her to take care of me, I don't wanna end up babysitting you." He said all in one go

Haya on other hand was listening to all this like a statue the pain that words were bringing was unbearable.

" Haya stop dreaming ... It cannot happen " Shayan said while shaking her by her shoulders.

Coming out her shocked state she pleaded while grabbing his collar " Shayan I cannot live without you ... I will .... DIE."

" No one dies for anyone Haya " he said casually while remove her hands form his collar.

"I will change myself the way you want me to , please just don't do this to me " she chocked on a sob while begging him, the muscles of her chin trembling like a small child. For the first time she begged for something like this because previously she had everything, a person could dream of money, beauty and a family almost everything.

" Haya! Tell me how many things will you change, its not one thing that you have to change god damit ." He said irritatedly while squinting his eyes in a loud voice on which she flinched a little.

" Give me one chance ... only one chance" She said while wiping her tears with the back of her hand. She stepped close to him, fearing a little but it was about life and death for her and she needed to fight for it.

" Haya! for god sakes STOP IT!!" He yelled. He was more irritated now. " Stop it! I need to achieve some dream and with a wife like you i will not be able to full fill my dreams because I will be busy babysitting her."

Haya grabbed his collar again but now furiously " You are saying that you have dreams and goals that I don't have and your walking away." She said while staring at his emotionless eyes.

"Haya don't make it difficult for me " He said looking side ways , trying to get out of this drama. According to him

" What was all that when you complemented on my clothes huh! , when we use to party ever night huh! , when you use to talk with till mornings and all this while what was that ! Huh !" Haya yelled grabbing his collar more tightly pulling it. Now there faces were only merely few inches away.

" Like all the girl out there, who were trying to catch my attention, you were trying too so I gave you extra attention, being a childhood friend." He said while smirking looking straight into Haya's eyes. Listening to these harsh words her hold on his loosened and she stumbled back a little.

Removing Haya hand from his collar with his hands and he started walking back to his car while Haya was standing still, watching his back and soon he was gone with his car.

She collapsed on the spot where she was standing, her legs were not able to support her weight anymore. A sobs punched through her thoart, ripping through her muscles, bones, and gut.

"Please dont go. I will not be able to live" she mumbled while placing her hand on her chest to ease the pain. Her brain was shredding from the inside. Emotional pain flowed out of her every pore. From her mouth came crys so raw that she was her self shocked for a second.

As much as she tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from her throat in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water started falling down one after another, without a sign of stopping. She tried to scream, but her voice was melted by the sound of the waves. The muffled sobs wracked against her chest. The world around her turned into a blur, and so did all the sounds. The smell of wet sand. Everything was gone. How did she become just another face in the crowd of girls fawning after him along the way ?

"Ahhhh" she screamed while punching her heart.

"Ahhhh uhh ah" She screamed continuously while punching her heart.

"Ahuh Shayan Why ?" She screamed while crying badly but by now her hitting got soft as her all energy drained out by all the events happened in last 24 hrs

"Why? " She said in low whisper and stood up with her hand still on her heart and started walking unthinkingly and with eyes blurd with tears.

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