Chapter 2
Jammy, that name felt like poison to my ears. Her voice felt like poison to my ears. I clench my already hurt hand in a tight fist, gritting my teeth together. It was because of this woman, I have lost the one thing that was able to make me smile, the one being that was able to bring light into my house, and now because of her its all gone, my Zoya, shes gone.
I saw him stiffen up as soon as I called his name. Oh Jammy, your going to have to get used to me now that your darling Zoya is gone, and now no one can stop me from becoming the owner of this house, the owner of Dilshad Constructions, and once I have all that power I will destroy Razia for what she said to me, I will destroy her for humiliating me. I smile as I imagined my future that included everything I ever dreamed of, money, power and having the most beautiful man standing in front of me bow down to me. Putting on my innocent face I raised my hand to his shoulders and once again called him. "Jammy"
I felt her hand on my shoulders, I hate her touching me, I hate her presence anywhere near me, I don't care if I'm not bound to Zoya by marriage, she will be the only one to have rights over my heart and my body. With more force than necessary I jerked her hand off me taking her by surprise. I slowly turned towards her, my body stiff as a rock as I prevent myself from strangling right there and then, with a deadly whisper I spoke.
"Don't call me that"
How dare he tell me what to do. Asad you better watch what your saying and what your doing or otherwise the consequences will not be good for your family, either you play by my rules or you will see the real face of Billo Tanveer Rani. I knew that he hated me, I knew that he would never again look at me, but what do I care, I've got his family wrapped around my fingers, I can make them make him drop at my knees whenever I desire. I looked up at him shocked but also a bit scared seeing his red blood shot eyes, his body was shaking with rage but I wasn't going to back down. I noticed his hand was bleeding, so taking the perfect chance I said "Hi Allah, Jammy apka haat, mujhe dhikahiyeh, mein isko saff kerti hoon" " Don't touch me" I screamed at her yanking my hand out of her reach. "Jammy, app yeh...apka haat...khoon...mujhe dhikahiyeh...mein abhi bus treat karti hoon isko" She tried to reach for my hand once again but I stepped back, I yelled at her, my anger getting the best of me "I said, don't touch me, only Zoya has the right to touch me"
Zoya, Zoya, Zoya, even when that orphan is not here this despicable man is thinking about her. Kambhakt larki. No matter how hard I try, her presence is always with in his mind, but I know how to pleasure a man, and once Asad has seen me fully, he will forget that a girl named Zoya Farooqui ever even existed. I moved closer to him, and started to stroke his arm seductively. "Jammy, you need to forget about Zoya, she has left, and she will never come back, you need to move on in your life and get married, and I can be the one you get married to, I will show you what Zoya never did I will pleasu..." I was stopped dead in my tracks as I felt my throat getting suffocated and my voice was lost.
I grabbed Tanveer's throat shoving her up against the wall, she was fighting for air but I wasn't going to let her go. How dare she say anything against my Zoya, I know Zoya, I know our love will overcome this, I may have never confessed my love to her but I know that she knows how much I love her, she has to. As I think about the possibilities of Zoya hating me, my grip on Tanveer's throat tightened, her face was becoming dangerously pale, but the demon within me didn't stop, its because of this woman I lost Zoya, its because of Tanveer, that Zoya can't stand to even face. I was so engrossed with my anger that I failed to notice Ammi and Tamatar running down the stairs. They both had a terrified look on their faces as they took in the scene in front of them. Without wasting another second they both rushed to me pulling me back to let go off Tanveer. Both screaming at me to stop. " NO I'M GONNA KILL HER, ITS BECAUSE OF HER I LOST ZOYA, I HATE HER"
I was silenced as I felt a tight sting on my left cheek, my head lowered to the side and my hand came up to where my Ammi had slapped me. I looked at her utterly shocked, but my heart broke as I saw the tears in her eyes, I tried to step forward to justify her but she only stepped back raising her hand for me to stop. "When your father left me, the only strength I had was you, you were my pride, you were the only one who was able to get us back on our feet and I was proud to say that you were my son, but after today, after what you did to Zoya and now Tanveer, I know that what you said all those years is true, you Asad Ahmed Khan are exactly like your father, exactly like him" With that she held Tanveer by her shoulders and guided her upstairs. I stood their rooted to my spot, to hurt to say anything, I glanced up at Tamatar my eyes begging he to believe me, to believe me that I never hurt Zoya, to believe me what they saw was not true, but no one was on my side, she clamped her hand over her mind to stop her screams from breaking free, having no more strength to face me, she ran upstairs and I was left alone in the room.
I've lost everyone, Ammi, Tamatar and Zoya. I sink to my knees as the last 24 hours take their effect on me once again, I couldn't help but cry, I accused Zoya for being such as selfish woman, but in reality I was the one who was selfish, why didn't I believe her, why didn't I give her the chance to talk just once, now she hates me, she hates looking at me that's why she ran away. Because she cant stand to be in the same house with the man who broke her. I cant live without her, I need her, I need to see her smile, I need to be able to feel her within my arms, she is the only one who can make me a human instead of what I am right now. Ruthless. I know I don't deserve her, but I at least need to apologize to her, explain her that whatever she saw that night was just a misunderstanding, I know she won't believe me and she has every right not to, but I need to know if I truly have become like him, like my father. And she is the only one who can tell me that. If I have, then I will live the rest of my life begging for her forgiveness. I know that this task will be difficult, finding Zoya and asking for her forgiveness, but luckily I have someone who has and will always be their too help me through thin and thick my brother, Ayaan.
Ufff Yeh Love Hai Mushkil
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