Why was he being so nice to me?
I didn't like the act he was putting up with me, because I knew he was just acting like an angel in front of his family but behind the curtains he was a devil.
He thinks he can fool me, and I would just believe him easily, but no.
I will not fall for his charm and fake niceness.
"Harun!" I turn my head to the direction, where the voice came from.
Ibrahim.
His hands were in the air, in a questioning manner.
"Hadi, yapacak çok işimiz var." Ibrahim says to Harun, after giving me a 'sorry' smile.
"Ehh- not now." Harun unsurely answers Ibrahim, while glancing at me.
I knew I was interrupting their plans, and I felt so bad.
I hated being someone's annoying responsibility...
So I tugged on his suit, and he once again, turned immediately towards me.
His expression was unreadable, and so were his eyes.
He was giving me such a soft gaze, making me feel intimidated no matter what.
"Its fine, you can go with him, I'll find Hande." I reassure with a quiet voice.
Wasn't this awkward?
His lips break out into a playful smile.
I start awkwardly nibbling on my lips, while trying regain my confident posture.
"Gosh, you'll kill me eventually." He playfully says, while letting a out a pained sigh.
His face looked so sweaty, while small grunts and hisses were escaping his lips.
I look down to process everything he said, and then look back up to see him looking at me.
Ibrahim let's out a cough, which causes me to give him all my attention.
But Harun was still looking at me.
Ufff.
"I'll come, Ibrahim." Harun finally states, making me look back at him.
I give him a reassuring smile, before seeing him walk off towards Ibrahim.
I stay still watching him walk away, but suddenly he stops.
He stops, and throws his head back in a manner of annoyance.
He turns around making me look down due to shyness.
He hurriedly starts walking towards me, and before I had time to react, he attaches his lips on mine.
His kiss was so gentle compared to his other times, when he would attack on my poor lips, and bite on them in a animalistic manner.
This time he was so going so gentle, making me my private part start throbbing.
He pulls away, and quickly rushes back to the awkwardly waiting Ibrahim.
What just happened?
I watch them walk and walk, until their out of sight.
Now what do I do?
I walk forward, trying to remember where Hande's room was.
"Okay, Ezra, aram sho. Fekr ko, dokhtar, fekr ko!" I whisper to myself liek a mad woman.
(Omay, Ezra, calm down. Think girl, think!)
I walk a bit forward, and stop in front of a door, my mind led me to.
"It might be this one." I think to myself, and soon open it.
I freeze in place, as I come face to face, with two girls sitting together on the bed.
It was like this awkward moment of staring contest with both of them.
Ezra...just turn around and leave.
Leave. Leave leave leave leave.
So I do as my mind told me.
I try to leave but get stopped.
"Wait!" One of them yell.
I turn around to face them again.
"Come." One of them offers and I do as they say.
"Come sit down." They offer furthermore.
I sit down, and put my gaze down.
"Girl, stop the shy act, we all know you ain't close to that." One of them sarcastically, which makes me burst out laughing.
They also start laughing along, and it made me think...maybe this wasn't so bad.
Maybe I like it here already more than in my own house.
"That sounds like y'all have been talking about me... more like GOSSIPING." I reply with sarcasm, making them gasp dramatically.
"You can't blame us...you came out of nowhere." One of them comment.
"Oh wow." I dramatically let out, making them also nod at me in sarcasm.
I liked them, they got my sarcasm.
"So like...which one of you is Atifa nad which one of you is Tamannah?" I cut to the actual introduction.
"I'm Atifa." The brown haired girl raises her hand lowly, making me nod in response.
"And this bitch over here is Tamannah." The black haired one wildly points at herself.
Tamannah looked like the wilder one, and Atifa looked like the more calmer one.
"And I am Ezra." I say after Tamannah, making them giggle a bit.
"Thought you were Brittney." Tamannah jokes out, causing me and Atifa to laugh.
Our laughs come to a halt, when the door opens loudly.
We all look towards the cause of this loud noise, and surprisingly it was Hande.
She looked so...mad.
She was looking at me then to Atifa and Tamannah.
It was like a stare of disbelief.
"Ezra, why are you here?" Hande calmly asks, while giving the girls empty glances.
"Hande hanem, hum sirf baat kar rahi thi." Tamannah says something in urdu.
(Miss Hande, we were just talking.)
Hande's flashback.
I enter the house of my husband, feeling nothing but sadness and dread.
My face was surely marked with all the tears I've been shedding.
Abbas was nowhere to be seen, and I was really nervous, since I knew how much all these people hated me.
I walk forward up till upstairs, and that's when the whispers started.
"Look who has the audacity to walk in our house."
"She really ruined our brothers life."
"Gold digger."
The insults to on, and so do my tears.
Why was this happening to me?
I didn't want to get married to him!
I enter a room quickly, to get out of the humiliating spotlight I was put on.
I feel down on my knees and started crying.
Anne...anne, where are you?
Why did you give me to these people?
Why, why, why?
BACK TO PRESENCE.
THIRD PERSON POV.
"I was looking for you, Hande, but I couldn't find you." Ezra finally decided to speak up, which got Hande to stumble back to earth from her mind.
"Oh yeah, sorry. I told Harun...to take care of you, but what a disobedient child left you alone." Hande tried to suck it up, and put up a strong act, but deep down she saw her broken young self in Ezra.
She was scared Ezra will go through what she went through.
"No it's fine, I told him to leave, besides I found them." Ezra happily points at Atifa and Tamannah.
"Oh yeah, that's great." She smiles weakly at Ezra, which Ezra just shoots a questioning worried look back.
Maybe Hande tried a bit too hard to protect Ezra, from what she went through.
A bit too hard.
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