Assalam-o-Alaikum!

Update <3

Guys thoz who asked that why didn't I name the previous chapter as 5.13.... yar! Actually I inserted a present wala chapter in the middle so just not to make you all confused I went with sequence like after 6 I named the previous one as 7 and now as this is the continuation of past so...here is 7.1

Happy reading :)

Chapter # 7.1

Samra's POV

Stepping inside the room I didn't find Tehreem on the bed.

Kahan gai?

I shut the door at my back and stepped in when I literally gasped finding her on the floor over the quilt, she was covering her whole body by wrapping the bed cover which was now disappeared from the bed.

She looked as if she fell down on that quilt, her hair messed up coming on her face as if she didn't bother to move them aside. Her gaze fixed in the space all of a sudden her eyes seemed too big for her small face.

She looked like a stone statue. I walked up to her and knelt down.

"Tehreem?" I touched her shoulder but she didn't move at all, kept staring ahead. Looking closely at her face I found her eyes bloodshot and water lines on her cheeks.

"Tehr...

Her hand raised slowly towards her mouth and her trembling fingers touched her lips just then her eyes flickered and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Tehreem! What happened? Please don't cry"

I tried to wipe those tears when her breathing went ragged, she started to breathe heavy and I frowned, my heart panicked as she looked at my face with her eye balls almost bursting out of their sockets.

"Tehreem kia hua hea yar! Dara rai ho tum mujhey. What hap....

"Tehreem!"

I was in the middle of my sentence when she pulled her hand from my grip and got up from the quilt; the bed cover fell down, she looked out of her senses as she ran hysterically towards the bathroom.

"Tehreem! What are you up to?" I followed her to the bathroom, she didn't even shut the door and stepped straight towards the water tap. I just stood there in confusion when she turned the tap on, water started to stream in the bucket under.

"Tehreem? Ye-ye kia....

And with that she filled a mug of water and poured it over her head.

A loud gasp let out of her mouth as the cold water fell over her body from head to toe.

"Tehreem! Its too cold. Please stop this" I lunged towards her and tried to grabbed the mug from her but she snatched it from me and refilled it with the ice cold water and poured it over her head, her hair soaking and body trembling out of the hysteria and cold.

She was senselessly pouring water over herself as if God knows how much dirt there was on her and how less time she had.

In all that just a little water splashed over my face and trust me I shivered at the contact. It was damn cold.

"Tehreem mat karo please!" I felt like crying as I saw her in such a vulnerable state, she was crying and pouring water on her. I bent down and turned the tap off but it seemed as if she wasn't aware of my presence it seemed as if she was in a separate world at the moment where she couldn't feel anything around her.

She fell down on the wet floor, cupping water in her trembling numb hands splashed it on her face and started rubbing her mouth like an insane person. She had gone out of her senses. Why was she doing all that???

She was scaring me.....

"Ya Khuda! Kia ker rahi ho Tehreem! Utho!!!" I tried to pull her up but she kept on rubbing her lips while crying on the wet cold hard floor of the bathroom.

All that she was doing panicked .... I had never seen Tehreem like that before. She seemed in acute pain, unbearable pain.

Her dress was completely drenched and hair dripping water but nothing bothered her at the moment.

"Tehreem! I know he came without permission and it hurt you but stop all this. This won't help"

"Tehreem! Why don't you understand....

"NO!!!!" she cut me through with a scream as her head spun towards me, my breath hitched up in my throat as her eyes bored into mine. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND" she screamed.

"Tehreem?" panicked as eff. I turned and slammed the door shut.

"HE TOUCHED ME!!" her hands grabbed my shirt from the front, she was crying, her whole body in constant shivers. "WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? HE TOUCHED ME SAMRA!!!"

She screamed once again and I gulped down looking down at her mouth, her lips had turned blood red by all that ferocious rubbing.

Did Hussain???? Oh my God. He can not....

"It dosen't mean you hurt yourself" I held her by shoulders and jerked her trying to knock her back into senses. I held her wrists, she was still gabbing my shirt.

I looked down at her wrist, old blood stain had washed away and new blood drops oozed out like crimson beads on her fair skin which slowly mixed into water droplets.

"what have you done to yourself Tehreem!" I looked at her helplessly, she was looking down shedding silent tears now. "come on get up" I stood up and pulled her but she refused.

I was feeling aggravated at Hussain. itna gussa to mujhe kabhi kisi per nai aya tha.

Kia halat ker di us ne siraf ek minute mein Tehreem ki. Ye sari umer sath nibhaye ga. Huhn!

"Chalo shabash!"

"Nai wo aa jaye ga" she looked up into my eyes pleading as she tried to pull her hands out from my grip and I shook my head softly.

"Am here with you Tehreem! And I have locked the door. Trust me nobody will come" I tried to convince her as you try to convince a two years old to jump down from the tree and assure him you will catch him back and won't let him fall.

I turned and grabbed a towel from the hanger before wrapping it around her shoulders. Her body was shivering teeth gritting as I pulled her up and she reluctantly got up.

"it was freezing cold Tehreem! What have you done girl?"

I turned towards the small cabinet in the bathroom where I kept a small dettol bottle some benzene powder and a roll of cotton.

"it's going to hurt a little. Don't scream. Okay" I looked cautiously at her face as I held her wrist in my hand and dipped the cotton swab in dettol but Tehreem was standing like a statue no response.

Carefully I dabbed her wound with the cotton and her wrist shivered at once. I looked up at her face her eyes shut tight and tears rolling down her cheeks.

"How did you get this wound?" I asked dabbing it again while blowing rapidly on the wound. Tehreem didn't reply I heaved up a sigh in helplessness. "you are crazy okay!" I added disapprovingly as I looked up being done with her dressing.

"I can wound my whole body if it keeps me away from a man who is no one to me, a man who is a namehra....

And her voice again broke up in a sob as her breath hiccuped.

"Tehreem! Am sorry" I pulled her in to myself and she sobbed over my shoulder. "I seriously didn't know it means that much to you. am sorry yar! Rona to band karo ub" I stroked her wet hair while she just kept on trembling.

Pulling back I felt I should quickly get her dry clothes before she ends up into something terrible.

"wait here lemme bring your clothes" she wasn't with me at all but I instructed her anyways as I stepped out from the bathroom and opened the cupboard now we two were sharing. I took out a pink kurta shalwar.

"come on! Get changed before you get a serious cold" I extended the clothes but she was looking into the space not listening to me at all.

"Ch! Tehreeeeeem!" I shook her arm and she looked at me, a fresh tear rolled down her cheek. "bus karo rona yar!" I pleaded this time and she silently took the clothes. I stepped back but then halted.

"nai. Am staying. Who knows you start that pagalpan once again?" I tried to make her smile but on contrary she sniffled and started to sob again fisting her clothes hard in her hands.

I heaved up a sigh. "Tehreem! You have just two minutes. Change and come out" I stated sternly before stepping out and shut the door. Afater a few moments I heard the door getting locked and I rolled my eyes.

"mujh per bhi bharosa nai muhterma ko. Ya Khuda! Kis matti se banaya hea Tu ne is lerki ko?"

Hussain's POV

Tehreem....

What the hell is she doing here?

Did she know I was coming here? Thats why she came?

Is she a stalker?

Well. A pretty stalker I must say.

Kia bakwaas ker ra hea Hussain!

I shook my head jerking away all the thoughts but they seem like clanged on to me firmly.

And I called her haseen...and pari. Shittt!!!

Us ki khushi ki to koi intiha nai hogi. Huhn!

I rolled my eyes as I looked away from my reflection in the mirror in front of me and gazed down at my shirt as I was about to change but my hands halted near the buttons.

"Blood stain?" I looked closely at a little red spot right over my heart over the shirt and I touched it. It seemed not that old.

"ye kahan se agaya?" I frowned hard when it strik my mind. Tehreem pushed me back with her fists. Is it her....? Oh no!!!

I quickly walked out of my room and was about to step towards Samra's when I stopped in my tracks.

"why would I go there? Why would I even bother about her?"

I shook my head and stepped back to my room. Shutting the door at my back I walked up to my wheeler trying to ignore the blood stain as I took off my shirt and wore another one before walking to the bed.

Laying in the bed for long I just cursed my luck for being that rotten. Maybe Mom dad and Shehry already knew that Tehreem was here that's why they sent me to Mami's place.

And why on earth she is staying here? Apna ghar nai kia?

I turned in the bed, keeping an extra pillow close to myself as I wrapped my arm around it. I dunno for how long I kept on thinking about her.

Mein kuch bhi soch sakta tha Tehreem k barey mein bus ye nai socha tha k wo is qadar khoobsurat hogi.

But I don't give a sweat to her beauty. I still hate her.

Ibraheem's POV

"What???" Gul literally screamed in my ear not even giving me a chance to shove my finger in them to save my eardrums.

"So that's it han! Its over." She dramatically said, I tried to step towards her when she backed off raising her palm up warning me and I rolled my eyes.

"Nothing is over Gul!"

"No it is. Wahan Hussain chala gaya. yahan tum ja rahe ho. You two don't even think a shit about me. I hate you okay" she blabbered pointing her index at me and I hide my grin.

"wo sala saat samander paar gaya hea. while am just moving a few hundred kilometers away" I tried to calm her but she frowned.

"you suck at Gk. Its exactly two thousand four hundred and some shitty miles away from here" she cried and I sighed helplessly.

"yeah but that's by road, by air sounds lesser than that" I tried to be logical but she glared at me.

"Look! Its Mom. she is moving to Seattle and I can not let her go alone. Un ka merey ilawa hea he kon Gul!"

For a few moments she just started my face with her eyes a little glittering.

"you are changing Ibraheem!" she stated almost to herself and I looked away from her face. "you have changed enough. You are thinking about Mom? seriously?"

"is it a sin?" I asked and she took a few steps towards me killing the distance in between us.

"No. it's a beautiful change" she smiled softly, literally my heart swelled up and a gulp formed in my throat for a strange reason.

"is it a girl Ibraheem?" her sudden inquisition made me look away from her face but she kept her hand over my cheek and pulled it towards her.

"Look me in the eye and then refute" she stated seriously. She knew it will work like always. I could never lie to them two. I could never hide anything from them.

That was the reason I wanted to run away. Somewhere they can never find me, reach to me.

"Batao na Ibraheem! What is it? I know it's a girl but its different. Right?" she asked more like stated with a light frown. "its different this time. You look more serious and somehow....moved" she ended her sentence and I pulled her hand down from my face softly as I took a few steps away from her.

I knew it. I knew it I could not hide it for long.

"tell me please!" she walked up to me. I tried to press a smile but failed badly. "or is it that you don't trust me or...

"Shut up yar Gullabo!" I cut her through and looked at her pout. "its nothing like this. I trust you with my life" I stated honestly.

"to phir q merey sabr ka imtihaan le raha hea? Q? saley q?" she dramatically acted grabbing my collars and my eyes popped out.

"Q maa ki aankh ker ra hea dosti ki?" she added in the same way and I chuckled making her frown as she let my collars and seemed offended.

"Whats so funny?"

"Nothing. I liked it. Its been long since I last heard these gulaabi gaaliyan of yours" I smiled and she rolled her eyes.

"Shut up and tell me the name" she insisted.

"I can't" I reluctantly stated.

"So it is a girl?" she asked excitedly and I heaved up a sigh.

"OMG!!!!" she exclaimed dramatically.

"I still remember Ibraheem! Ek aesi lerki jo siraf mujh se muhabbat karey. Siraf merey liye jiye. Bus meri ho.... Jo meri muhabbat mein duniya bhula de" She repeated my words and for a moment I seriously felt embarrassed as I scratched my head looking down.

"tell me if she is like that?" she asked enthusiasm never leaving her tone and I smiled.

"Ub to bata de naam, pata, ghar, muhalla. Chal nai to city, country ya continent he bata dey Saley!" she blabbered and I chuckled.

"Abhi nai Gul! Abhi waqt hea. mein us k qabil ban'na chahta hoon. Kuch ban ker apney pa'on per khara hona chahta hoon. Phir milwaoon ga tujhey us se" I smiled at the end as I pulled her cheek and she pouted but then instantly beamed widely.

"chal phir mein bhi agni ko sakshi maan ker ye shapat leti hoon k jab tak teri item nai na mil jati tujhey. Mein.... Mein..." she frowned thinking and then smiled. "mein gaali nai doon gi" she added and I laughed.

"what was that?"

"Indian dramas impact. Am high on few serials now days. They are addicting seriously" she made a face as she stated and I shook my head still smiling broad.

"tu kabhi gaali diye baghair nai reh sakti be-haya insaan hea tu jahan ki" I rolled my eyes and she smacked my head.

Or phir pata nai kitni der wo bolti gai mein suntan gaya. wo hansati gai mein hansta gaya.

After a long time I felt alive.

Despite the fact that a fire was burning inside me, I smiled and laughed ignoring the weird pain I had for uncountable days.

Gul insisted again for me to tell her at least the name mager najaney q ajeeb sa darr tha dil mein, darr thukraaye janey ka, darr k kaheen Tehreem paas aaney se pehley he door na ho jaye. Kaheen paney se pehley he kho diya usey to phir kesey jiyoon ga?

Being a coward I couldn't even tell her my real name, my identity.

It was still a lie.....My love was still a lie

Tehreem's POV

"Tehreem!!!"

I was sleeping when I felt my name being called in a whisper near my ear.

"Tehreem! Am here" warm breaths fanned my skin and my eyes fluttered open, finding myself in the bed alone, my breaths already ragged. I tried to pull up over my elbows when I froze in my place and my breaths stopped in my throat.

Hussain????

He was standing there in the far corner of the room with a smile on his face and his arms crossed as he leaned in with the cupboard.

I wanted to scream but my voice lost somewhere.

His arms fell down to his sides when he slowly took a step towards my bed and then he didn't stop. I wanted to get up and run but my body felt like jelly.

For a second he stopped near the foot of my bed and before I could move back or jump out from the bed he crawled up, within a few seconds he was hovering over me with his palm once again covering my mouth muffling my protest.

His eyes peering into my eyes popping out from their sockets, but he didn't bother my horrified state, he just smiled down at me with his gaze roaming my face.

"do you know how beautiful you are?" he whispered against his own hand still over my mouth. I wanted to tell him it was hurting me.

I was crying he didn't bother. I was pushing him back with my wrists and they were bleeding but he didn't bother. I couldn't breath but he didn't bother.

Yun laga mera dum ghutt jae ga...mein is halat mein nai merna chahti merey Rabb! tu to janta hea na. mein is halat mein nai merna chahti.

"Mera dil kerta hea bus tumhari bat ho. Bus tumhara zikr ho. I have fallen in love with you Tehreem!" his eyes went dark like shadows and a scream deep down my lungs daggered out from my throat.

"NOOO!!!!!"

....

"Tehreem?" I felt hands touched me and I moved back horrified. "Tehreem! Kia hua yar! Mein hoon Samra"

My body was trembling, I was panting hard as I looked around. I was in the bed with Samra in her room and there was no one else inside, the door was shut firm.

Air around me felt a little too cold over my face as I was drenched in sweat.

I started to breath hard. I felt as if somebody covered my mouth for long and finally I was able to breathe.

"Tehreem! What happened?"

"Wo-w...wo...

I pointed towards the cupboard and then looked at her.

"Khuwab tha?" she asked softly, her eyes puffed a little.

"Wo aaye thy Samra! Hu-hussain aaye thy" I stuttered finally a little relief I felt as I realized it was a nightmare.

"Tehreem! It was a nightmare yar! Why would he come here again? He isn't that bad" she stated trying to convince me and I looked at her unsure.

"whatever happened was a mistake now forget about that. Wo aesa wesa insaan nai hea Tehreem! Trsut me and forget everything" she added in the same tone and I gulped down.

"so jao!"

"Am sorry I disturbed your...

"oho! Shut up and sleep lerkii!!!" she cut me through as she pecked my cheek swiftly before laying back in her place.

Slowly I laid down still frightened still afraid. Afraid of the fact that he was there somewhere near me.

I have to leave this place. If Hussain is going to stay here I can not.

Mein yahan un k hotey huye nai reh sakti.

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