Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Maryam's POV

"What am I doing here?".  I asked my self immediately I fluttered my eyes open. I remembered vividly that I had locked my self in the bathroom, so how did i end up here on my bed?  Could he have brought me here again? No way! he wouldn't dare do that! Who am I kidding, he's the only person who has access to my room, jerk!

How did I end up putting on a cloth? Could he have wore this gown for me? I hope he didn't see the horrible mark on my back? What if he sees it, it not like he cares anyways.

Last night was the most painful night ever for me. We both kept proving each other our side. Me trying to prove my love for him and him trying to show me that I don't worth him,I'm not the right girl for him. Well Kareem, you won and I lost. He called me a whore which was the most painful word he has ever said to me, not only that but he forced him self on me.

Well, why should I insist myself on him? It was still not late for me to open my eyes to reality....was it?  Love couldn't be force, i can't force him on me, he never in any chance deserve my love, he's a monster who knows nothing but to take advantage of innocent people which he will forever be. Starting from today, I will let him go, and letting him go means letting him do whatever he wanted to do with his life without me, after all, I'm nothing but a trash and whore to him.

Still lying on my bed, i rub my dried eyes, I turned and saw a note beside the table. I take a look at it for some minute before i realise that it was Kareem who had wrote it

let talk some other time, I'm traveling today.

KAREEM

Talk? How dare him said the word talk! How about the word sorry?!

"Oh! how could I forget that the word sorry was never going to be in his vocabulary" I thought.

So it was him.  How dare him touch me? I shivered at the thought of him holding me, I still couldn't get over what he did to me yesterday night, It was horrible and the thought of him and me in the same room suffocates me now.

I look into the mirror and saw how horrible I look. I remember how hard I've cried yesterday then I silently made a vow to my self.

Don't ever cry for him again Maryam, be strong, stay strong, you can do this!

***A week later***

In as much as I want to stay in some other place to get Kareem out of my head, i just didn't find the gut to tell Mom yet. I couldn't afford to break her heart, of all people, it would be mom who would be the first person to get hurt if I should tell her that I've finally given up on her son. It would need me enough time to break it to her gently.

And everything was different now, i no longer parade in the house every time he was around, instead, I'll just lock my self up in my room. He's back from wherever he went to but still haven't said anything, which I'm not ready to listen. Though, it been a week now after the incident and we haven't seen each other, which I'm grateful for.

It's 8:00pm already and I know he's not coming back home yet, i walk downstairs and met nanny in the kitchen cleaning. Immediately she saw me, she smiled at me which I return back but mine was just fake, i couldn't let her notice anything going on.

"My dear, are you alright? I notice since a week ago now, you've been always quite and likes locking your self up in your room, any problem?"

"Not at all nanny, I'm just weak"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes nanny" I replied smiling.

"Guess you're hungry right? "

"Seriously I'm, can I join you? So it will be fast? "

"No my dear, you just go and sit down, I'll be done before you know it "

"But I can help you, after all I'm good at things like this"

"No I refuse, please just go and sit and relax, I'll make the food"

"But-"

"Go" she said smiling cutting me off.

"Okay". I mumbled.

I was watching the TV in the living room when he entered the house.

What's he doing here? By this time? I believe his usual timing is 11:00pm or 12:00am, I really don't want to see his face, what do I do now?

I decide not to mind him nor look at him. He sat for a while on his favorite arm chair there. I mistakenly look at his direction and our eyes met. That was the first time that we got to see each other's face after the horrible night in which up till now I tried to erase it from my memory.

It shocked me to see how much he has change physically in just one week, his hair is messy, his jawline was also unshaved.

"Maryam-"he called out my name all of a sudden.

Wow! Was it me hearing it or what. He got my name right twice now.

"Maryam" he said again looking at me.  "I.... I'm... I" he wanted to say something but I stood up and turned off the TV, I didn't bother to look at him and went up to my room.

I would never and ever let him speak to me again, either in an insulting or taunting manner. Never!

****

A month had pass and nothing has changed between Kareem and I. I had now started to get a life of my own. That was how I decide to have a friendly life. Still thinking about my life, my phone ringing tone brought me out from my day dream. I took it and looked at the screen with puzzle face. "Who could this be?" I asked my self.

"Hello"

"As salamu Alaykum"

"Wa alaykumu Salam"

"Maryam?"

"Na'am(Yes) please, may I know who I'm speaking with? "

"Why don't you guess?"

"I'm sorry but I'm not good at guessing"

"Okay, its your crush?"

My crush? What's wrong with this person?  Can't he see that I'm not in the mood?

"Look, I'm not in the mood for all of this. I think I should just hang up the call if you don't have anything reasonable to say".

"Hey! hey calm down okay, I can't believe Kareem has infected you with his damn virus.... This is Khalid speaking" he said laughing.

"Khalid?!  Khalid, it's really you!"

I heard his heavy but warm laughter before he replies me.  "Yes, it's me"

"Why haven't you been calling me?! You promised to but you never did"

"I'm so sorry beautiful, I've been busy that's why"

"So does that mean your work is more important than me? " I ask pouting. Even though he couldn't see me.

I wish I had gotten married to him instead. But my stupid heart belongs to someone else now.

"Maryam". He called.

"Yes?". I answered.

"Are you Okay?".  He asked, his voice laced with concern.

How could he read my mind so easily without even seeing me? What do I do now? Should I tell him? No! I can't. But you like being with him.

Remember, a problem shared is half solved.

"Erm nothing"

"Maryam, please don't lie to me. Though, we might just got to know each recently but that shouldn't stop us from helping each other. I cared about you a lot."

I burst into tears just as he uttered those words, how could someone understand me so much? And my husband...... He turned out to be a monster while his friend was just like an angel to me.

"Hey! hey! will you please stop crying? Was it kareem again?! Did he hurt you again?! Damn him!  What has he done this time around?!". He asked but I kept mum.

"Please Maryam, can you get ready in the next fifteen minute? I'll pick you up from your house."

I nod my head but realize he couldn't see me through the phone.  "Okay, Khalid" I said.

"I'll be there before fifteen" he said and hang up.

My goodness!  He's so caring and loving!   I thought and rushed to dress up.