'Oh shit!'| SS by Fizzi and Raina| Part5, Page13! - Page 9

Originally posted by: grad2011

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Originally posted by: Geet_Ha

Superb story.. 😊 I just couldn sop laughing while reading the Jammy jokes made by Asher.. 😊 Eagerly waiting for the next part 😊

Hey everyone, here's part 5. Fizzi sent me her version and I was just planning to add one scene but I kept on writing and writing and writing and now it looks like what it looks like! 😆Damn me and my blabbering. Anyway, we hope you guys like it! 😳

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Zoya sat on her bed and cried. Cried for the umpteenth time in these five months. All those pent up emotions and those bottled up feelings regarding Asad's accusation felt like they were coming true. Like she was jinxed or something! Nobody would ever be happy with her. Earlier she thought Asad was just being the male chauvinistic pig that he was when he told her she didn't fit in anywhere. She thought he was being judgmental, never bothering to hear her side of the story. But today when Ashu, her best friend, almost choked to death because of her, all her insecurities came true. She was a bad omen for everyone around her!

"Zoe?" Asher entered her room and went right up to her engulfing her in his arms.

"Ashu, please, just leave me alone." Zoya said moving away but Asher just pulled her closer.

"No! You know it breaks me to see you cry this way sweetheart!" He said stifling a cough, making Zoya burst in to a fresh bout of tears.

"I'm sorry Ashu!" She wrapped her arms around him and apologized while he held her closer.

"What for Zoe? You didn't know about the pepper allergy I had." Asher lied smoothly, hating himself for doing this to her.

"No! It's not about me not knowing! It's...it's about me being a bad influence! It's about me being a misfit in everyone's life! It's like I was born this way. Isn't that the reason Ammi's no more? And Abbu? He doesn't bother looking for me. Because I am UNWANTED! I'm unwanted everywhere I go Ashu!" Zoya cried.

"Look at me!" Asher tried to cup her face, but Zoya being the stubborn girl that she was, steadily looked at the floor, her eyes sprouting fresh tears.

"Zoya! Look at me, please?' She raised her chin little by little, almost afraid to look into her best friend's eyes, afraid that she'd find pity in those brown pools. But when she finally met his eyes, all she saw was warmth, and love. 'Zoe, there's absolutely nothing wrong withyou! People who thing you're a misfit or unwanted are just overly insecure people. Who think they are too good for anyone in this world. You aren't a misfit sweetheart. Take my life for example, it would be in shambles if you weren't in it."

"No Asher! You don't understand. When Phuphi got shot that day, I was frozen. So many incidents came back to me! Losing Ammi and..and Abbu and all that pain! I love this family Asher. And I wouldn't want anything or anyone to break it. In all the time that I've lived here, I've found love like never before. Phuphi is like the mother I've never known and Najma is like a little sister to me. I never mean for anyone to get hurt, you know that! And that day, when I realized that Najma and Mr. Khan may lose their world because of me? I...I was already broken Ash. I just wanted to make things right for this family by apologizing to Mr. Khan and he.." Zoya couldn't continue further as her sobs took over and she broke down completely.

"He what, Zoe?" Asher asked her softly, hoping that he wouldn't have to hear anything that would give him another reason to kill the man.

"He slapped me Ashu. He hit me. And didn't even turn around to see whether I was hurt or not. I'm not sad about that. I knew why he did what he did. He hadn't known what the entire story was. But, all I ever want is to be with him in time of need because I know exactly how he feels. And he taunts me and he...-" Zoya hiccupped and fell in his arms while a mad rage surged within Asher. He hadn't managed to hear anything after Zoya's mention of a 'slap'. How could that ogre raise his hand on a woman? How dare he harm her physically? Oh he was going to do some serious damage to that pathetic excuse for a man.

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Unbeknownst to the pair, Asad had followed Asher and as he stood outside Zoya's room, he overheard the conversation that had just taken place between the two standing inside. He shut his eyes trying to compose himself. When he'd seen Asher hugging Zoya, something inside him had hurt. He didn't know what it was exactly but somehow he felt that it was he, who was supposed to protect her in the way Asher was at that moment. He felt that it should have been him, holding her the way Asher was, telling her that he didn't mean any of the words he'd said.

His whole body was throbbing with pain. Why? It felt as if someone had punched him in the stomach...hard. His mind was numb and his heart started to beat frantically as he went back to that day. The worst day of his life when he thought he would lose his mother forever. And he couldn't help but let out a sad smile as he felt the irony of the situation. He had his mother with him now but he had lost that one woman who managed to touch his heart in a million ways and more.

As he made his way towards his room and walked away from Zoya's bedroom, he realized how right he had been in keeping himself away from her. If she's hurting so much now before him confessing his feelings to her, what would happen when he actually makes her a part of his sorrowful and pathetic life? She was a girl with the purest heart. She deserved the best! He would never say that to her face, but he knew he felt much more than he could assimilate at the moment. She had been nothing but supportive in his worst times and all he'd done was said hurtful things about her; whether it was to her face or behind her back.

He couldn't believe that her words had such a great impact on her. And why wouldn't they! Just because he was immune to everything anyone said, didn't mean she was. But if he was so immune, why did her tears hurt? Why did it hurt just seeing her upset? And if it hurt him so much, why did he keep on repeating it? Just the mere thought of that day at the hospital, looking at his mother fighting for her life, gave him a jitter and made his head thump.

What was he thinking, slapping her? Why hadn't he been in control of himself? Why did she make him lose all senses and all control? Why did he always misunderstand her? Well, he hadn't thinking, his mother could have died. But what gave him the right to slap her? What gave him the right to hurt her? Well, it was too late for amendments now, but when he had apologized, he had meant it. Every word of what he had said was genuine and sincere. He knew it wouldn't be enough, but it was at least a start. What good had it done? Nothing! He was back to misunderstanding her, instead of hearing her out, hurting her once more.

For the first time in his life, he was ashamed of himself, truly, deeply. He was ashamed of the man he'd become, he was ashamed of the way he treated her. Asad punched the wall next to his bed, hoping to relive some of the pain that he felt; hoping to alleviate her pain, her scars; hoping to convey his apologies.

He had to be very careful of his actions around her. She should just leave! He thought. He was past that phase where he thought that he could forget her and her presence. It could never be washed off his system or his senses. It was stuck in his heart like a dagger. But then again, staying away was the only option. He'd do just that! For her...only for her! But could he? Could he stay away from the one person who was like the sunshine in his dull, grey life? Could he stay away from the person who comforted him the most in his time of need? If she does comfort me, why do I hurt her so? Why do I hurt her???

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Ta-da! Let us know what you guys think! 😳

P.S - Sorry Fiz, for doing this to your piece!

P.P.S - I'm SO sorry for all the errors, they're entirely mine. 😕

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