Chapter 28

Rameen

I hit the ball and leaped into the air with joy as Riyaan missed again this time, I always knew I was the better player. I had been playing volleyball since childhood on my school team, on a national level. Though beach volleyball was different from it, I still had practiced it with Ali and Umair.

I missed Ali, it had been a couple of weeks since we spoke, he was busy with his last semester and as scheduled he was coming back next week. I was looking forward to his return, it will be the first time we will meet after my wedding. I just hope Waleed would get along with him.

I suddenly remembered that Waleed was not here celebrating my win with me, as Asjad, Saad, Rania, and Sheema congratulated me on winning. I looked around but didn't find him anywhere on the beach.

Jeena was spread across on one of the sun loungers, but Waleed was not with her. I looked around again to confirm he was not there, then I turned and looked at the sea to confirm if he had gone for a swim, but he was not there.

"Have you guys seen Waleed?" I asked them.

They all shrugged their shoulders in reply and looked around the beach. I felt a little guilty, he was so excited about this trip, and what had I done? I was busy trying to prove myself better at a stupid sport than spending time with my husband.

I knew how possessive and territorial he was and I still got carried away by Riyaan's teasing, I always had a love-hate relationship with Riyaan. One moment we were best friends and the other we were ready to kill each other.

Riyaan had always been a part of my life since my school days until he went abroad for his Masters. My relationship with him was completely platonic but Waleed didn't know that. And of course, when people looked at me and Riyaan they thought we were together, but the truth was we were just frenemies.

"Jeena have you seen Waleed?" I called out to Jeena.

She raised her head to look at me and then shook her head in a no. I was getting anxious now, I was sure Waleed was upset because I ignored him and preferred to play with Riyaan.

"He might have gone to the house, to fetch something," Saad said looking at me sympathetically.

"I don't think he liked the idea of you playing against Riyaan," he whispered.

I had figured that out by myself, that he was upset with me. I apologized to the others as I made my way to the house, hoping that he would forgive me.

I found the living room empty, I checked the bedroom and he was not there, I looked on the terrace, the gym, and other rooms to find them empty.

I came to the recreation room and found him playing a game on his Xbox, this was not what I had expected him to be doing.

"Hey," I said as I dropped beside him on the couch.

He didn't reply to me, his eyes were focused on the screen where a car was running on a race track with lightning speed.

"I am sorry," I said keeping my hand on his shoulder.

Waleed still ignored me and brushed aside my hand from his shoulder, I never imagined that he could be so mad at me.

"I know you are mad at me, but I am sorry," I said with guilt choking my words.

"Finally, you got the time to think about what I was feeling," He snapped at me.

I hadn't expected this answer from him, this was the first time he was upset at me so much that he didn't even look at me once.

"Sorry na Waleed, " I whined like a child.

"Mia, I don't want to talk about it right now, so please just leave me alone, " He said in a cold voice, which I had never heard before.

I looked at him, his eyes were still fixed on the screen, his face as hard as a stone, and his grey eyes burning with fury. The vein on his temple was throbbing as it would burst. I had never seen him this much enraged in my life. No matter how pissed he was at me, his eyes were always glued to me, even in our first few meetings.

I had never witnessed this side of Waleed before, and I don't think I ever want to, he was scaring the shit out of me. I was accustomed to his teasing and his loving tone, but this side of him was something new and terrifying.

"Waleed, I just want to say," I tried to explain to him but he interrupted me.

"I said, enough Mia, just leave me the fuck alone," He thundered.

I looked at him terrified, with my eyes wide, as he looked me in the eyes for the first time, I saw his eyes warming up a little after seeing the moistness in my eyes, but I didn't wait there, I sprung to my feet and ran out of the room.

I tried to calm my senses as I wiped the tear that had rolled on my cheek, this was the first time we fought, I know I had made a mistake by ignoring him but I apologized. I still couldn't understand what made him so mad at me that he didn't even want to forgive me even after my apology.

I came into the kitchen, I needed tea, my head had started pounding and I knew it would lead to a headache. I had a migraine and a little stress could trigger a headache.

I had on the electric kettle and started adding sugar and tea to the water heating in it. I poured milk into the cup as I stood there waiting for the tea to lose its color and flavor in the boiling water.

I sensed his presence in the kitchen, I knew he would come to me when he realized he had hurt me, but I didn't turn to look at him, in my fury.

I felt his breath on my neck and the heat radiating from his body, I wanted to turn around and suck the air out of his lungs, kissing. I could have easily because no one was there in the house apart from us two, and there was no fear of someone walking upon us, but I still waited for him to make the first move.

I closed my eyes when I felt his arms snake around my waist as he pulled me to him. His scent invaded my senses calming my chaotic mind. He gently placed his lips on the crook of my neck and a moan escaped my mouth.

I slid my arm backward to wrap around his neck, and I froze in that instance because I knew that it was not Waleed who was holding me in his arms, but it was someone else because Waleed's hairs were short at the back and whoever this was had long hairs. And before my mind was at the conclusion that it was Riyaan who was holding me I heard Waleed's voice.

"Get your hands off her."

I was petrified, it was as if someone had knocked the air out of my lungs, I just wanted to die at that moment, because I knew what it would look like to any person and what must be going on in Waleed's mind at this moment.

I opened my eyes as Riyaan turned me along with him to face Waleed, his arms still around my waist, and his chin resting on the crook of my neck.

"I said get your fucking hands off her," Waleed snarled.

I was looking at him with my eyes petrified, his lips were pressed together in fury, his jaw clenched and his grey eyes filled with hurt and rage were fixed on me.

I felt Riyaan pulling away from me, as he slid away, his hands from around my waist and then he stepped beside me. Waleed was looking at him with hate and blood in his eyes.

"I think your wife likes my hands on her," Riyaan said with a smirk, and I couldn't believe what he was saying.

Riyaan was my friend, my childhood friend and how could he do anything like this, I looked at Riyaan who was looking at Waleed with triumph on his face. I couldn't let him do this to Waleed, I couldn't let him do this to us.

"Waleed I can explain," I blurted out as I took a step towards him.

He held his hand in front of me to stop me from getting closer to him.

"Just stop Mia, I think I know what I saw," He said in a voice barely audible.

He looked at Riyaan and roared "If you are not gone from my house within the next five minutes, I swear to God I will kill you."

Riyaan didn't reply to him and just left from there, knowing what he wanted was accomplished. Before I could say anything in my defense, Waleed turned and climbed up the stairs to the first floor. I followed after him and saw Jeena standing in the doorway and by her facial expressions I knew she had heard and seen everything.

She had a smirk on her face, I ignored her at the moment and climbed the staircase after Waleed, by the time I reached the bedroom door, he had already locked it. I knocked on the door and called him to open it, but was shocked as something smashed on the door and broke with a loud noise.

I was standing there still as I heard him throwing and breaking everything inside the room, I knocked again and kept calling him to open the door but he didn't, and kept breaking the things in the room. Then there was silence inside, maybe he had nothing more to break in the room.

I heard the ruffling of clothes and the voice of the zipper being pulled, and a few seconds later the door opened, Waleed was standing in the door, with his hand on the handle of his bag and his other hand dripping with blood, I looked at the blood oozing out of his hand in panic. He might have cut it, while he was on a rampage to break everything.

I tried to grab his bloodied hand, but he shoved me aside and walked past me to the staircase with his bag, by the time I came out of the shock and understood that he was leaving he was already at the bottom of the staircase.

"Waleed please wait, where are you going," I ran after him.

He didn't even turn back to look at me, as I ran after him, he was out of the main door before I reached the foot of the staircase and kept calling and running after him.

I saw him dumping his bag in the trunk and taking long strides to the driver's seat before I reached the car he was already on the seat and had turned on the engine.

"Waleed you can't leave like this, at least give me a chance to explain," I called as I saw his Escalade skid on the driveway.

He sped out of there before I reached the spot he had parked his car without even giving me a look. I stood there defeated, as the dust settled back on the road again.

Jeena

I smiled as I saw her run after Waleed terrified, I can't say for how long I have been waiting for this day and how joyous and triumphant I felt right now, after seeing that bitch grieving.

I had loved Waleed since childhood, he was the only one I had ever wanted and desired. And I knew he loved me too and he wanted me, but that old man had brainwashed my Waleed into believing that we were not good for each other.

I have hated Waleed's grandfather, more than I hated anyone until Mia came along. That bitch, she thought she could take away Waleed from me? Never, I would let any girl take my Waleed away from me, he is mine and we belonged together and no one can take him away from me, I would never let that happen.

I always knew what type of girls Waleed liked and I had shaped my personality into the exact type that he wanted. We have been friends and there was nothing that I didn't know about him. Apart from the last two years, when he had drifted away from me because of his Dada. Still, I had not given up on him, I used to call and text regularly just to know what was going on in his life.

I always dreaded the moment, when he would find a girl for him, but it never came because I knew the type of girl he preferred didn't exist in this world, they were hypothetical and the closest anyone could get to it was me, because I knew what he wanted and I acted accordingly in front of him. It was a matter of time before he would give up his hope to find that perfect girl and come running back to me.

But his Dada had ruined that chance for me, he had made him marry a girl that was the complete opposite of the type of girl Waleed liked. I was busy with my examination when they got married, and I had seen their pictures on social media from some reception they had attended.

The way he was looking at her, the way he was holding her, made me want to burn that bitch alive. I knew she was beautiful, and that she had Waleed wrapped around her pinky finger.

I started stalking her on social media, trying to find anything and everything about her.

I wanted my Waleed back from her at any cost and I was glad to have found the one thing I had been searching for. I found Riyaan's profile on Mia's friend list. Riyaan's profile picture was of Mia and him, Mia was holding his ear in that picture and was looking furiously at him, while he was looking at her with puppy eyes.

I sent him a friend request and a direct message, from a fake profile asking him if he wanted the girl in his dp all to himself. He was shocked at first, even threatened to report me, but I knew deep down that he wanted Mia and I was not going to let this chance go.

I brainwashed him for nearly a month until he finally, agreed to help me with my plan. When a month was left for him to return from the UK, I went to Waleed's town.

Riyaan and I planned everything to the end, how he would meet her randomly to avoid any suspicion. The way I should pose is that I was dating someone and was into him. When I found out about the trip to the beach house. I knew this was my chance.

Riyaan and I decided on the course and I bought him the Cologne Waleed used. So Mia would get distracted because of the similar smell. Everything worked out perfectly and I can't help but rejoice, knowing that Waleed was finally going to be mine.

It was the most difficult thing I did in my life trying to be friends with the woman I wanted to kill. As I started to get to know her and find out about her personality, I was shocked completely. She didn't have a single quality that Waleed desired in his wife, yet he was so smitten with her. She had become oxygen for him, and it was impossible for him to keep his hands off her.

The thing that most shocked me was that she had brought a kitten home, and Waleed was even getting fond of that stupid cat. I remember in my childhood he had made me give up my cat when he had come to our place to stay during the summer vacation. And I had gladly given away that cat because I loved him and I didn't want anything in my life that Waleed didn't like or detested.

I was waiting for a chance to kill that cat so that Waleed won't have to bear her presence. I know my Waleed didn't like cats and I will do everything to keep him happy. I was happy when I killed that stupid cat, it had been easy, I just stabbed her with a knife and threw her body out of the window, cleaning the blood with the help of bleach.

I knew Waleed and Mia were distracted at that moment, I had heard him say to Mia, that he wanted a BJ in the shower that night, and looking at Mia's face she looked quite eager for it.

The nights were the most difficult for me, the thought that Waleed was with that bitch rather than me and was pleasing her the way I wanted him to please me. Sometimes I wanted to barge into their room and just kill that bitch.

I hate Mia, I hated her more than anyone in this whole world, she doesn't deserve Waleed, she doesn't have any right to be with him. She doesn't love him, she is incapable of taking care of him. She is so pathetic that she can't even cook.

Ohhh my poor Waleed, he didn't need to worry for long, I will get rid of that bitch for him, and then I will take care of him. I will love him and will treat him as he deserved to be treated just like a king.

I knew he will forget her the moment she is out of his life and he will realize that I am the one for him, that I was the only one for him. No one can love my Waleed as I do, especially Mia, she doesn't know, how lucky she is to be with Waleed, but she doesn't give a damn about him. She argues with him, she makes him miserable by her stubbornness.

My Waleed is not weak but around her, he is a completely different person. I had never seen him bending to anyone's will, but he is on his knees in front of Mia.

And I can't describe how much it hurts me to see my Waleed, being so crazy about her, it kills me, it's as if I am walking on hot coal, barefoot.

But not long now, I will have my Waleed back, I will snatch him away from Mia and she won't be able to do anything. Now when Waleed had seen what a whore she was, he won't take a minute to throw her out of his life.

He will come back to me, he will be mine forever, and no one will ever take him away from me. I heard Mia asking Waleed to open the door, as far as I know, Waleed, it's a matter of time he will leave Mia here and I have to get the next part of my plan ready.

I went into Riyaan's room, he was ready to leave, I told him I was going along with him. He looked at me shocked, for some time, and then said.

"What about Waleed? What will he say if you go with me?" He asked me.

"Waleed won't even notice, he is beyond furious and his mind doesn't think rationally when he is angry," I replied with a smirk.

I knew Waleed better than anyone in this whole world, I know how his mind works in different scenarios and I used it to the fullest.

"Okay then let's leave," He said.

I pulled my bag out of my room and followed him, I know the drama that could unfold after we left, but I was hoping Waleed to react in the way I know he will.

Waleed came exactly half an hour later to his house after Riyaan dropped me off, I was hoping to speak to him, but he ignored me and went straight for his room. He came out of his bedroom exactly an hour later with a servant carrying his black leather luggage bag.

I was puzzled, was he leaving for somewhere? I took a few quick steps and was beside him. He didn't halt and kept walking and I tried to match his steps.

"Waleed, where are you going?" I asked him, worried.

"I am leaving for the US, I need to get out of here, otherwise I would kill that fucker," He hissed but didn't stop.

We were on the porch in a few seconds, where his driver was waiting for him, he opened the door to the backseat as soon as he saw Waleed.

"But Waleed, what about me?" I asked him hopefully.

"You can go back to your house Jeena because I am not coming back soon," He replied in a cold tone.

I watched helplessly as he got into the car and left before my eyes, I couldn't believe he could leave me alone just like that after what happened. I thought he would need me to comfort him, to tell him how much I loved and wanted him. But nothing as such happened he just left, without even thinking about me.

My hate for Mia only increased by his hostile behavior, it was because of that bitch that he was behaving like this with me.

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