I closed my eyes and pulled the covers over my head trying to turn off the alien feeling I felt, what was wrong with me, what was I thinking, my insides felt like a hurricane had erupted everything. I heaved a sigh trying to will back the tear that was lurking behind my lids.
I pushed the covers and picked my phone from the night stand checking his last seen on whatsapp again, it still dated back to a week ago, facebook was the same telltale and when I try calling his number directly “this number is unavailable” was the only feedback I had.
I threw the phone away and turned screaming into my pillow, was he ok ? , was he angry with me?. I couldn’t stop my tears from falling this time around.
Never in a million years would I have ever thought of myself in this situation, I’m Mina for crying out loud, I don’t do relationships I despise the name thereof but he caught me so unawares.
I threw the pillow away and rushed to the bathroom, maybe Ammar could help me they were friends anyway.
I washed my face and held the sink watching my reflection on the mirror, my eyes looked sunken and I seem to have lost a bit of weight my collarbone looked more pronounced than ever.
I touched it wondering why anyone had not hinted at it maybe it’s because I was already slim, adding on weight is the the only thing people will easily notice.
I wiped the water off my face and made way to the door when I heard my phone ring I tsked contemplating on whether to ignore it, I released the knob and followed the tune to where I threw it. I huffed as I took it from the ground, the name I saw on it had me glowing from inside out. I felt every broken piece within me mend. I touched the answering pad and held it to my ear.
“Asalamu alaikum” I closed my eyes as his voice resonated through my body “hello” I heard him say again, “Wa alaika salam” I answered.
Is this love? I questioned myself, and when did I fall into this nest of confusion?…