It was Saturday and as decided Saturday was to be a gaming night! Mehr had refused to be a part of it in her attempt of avoiding Behzad! Bitch, he was. He wasn't her friend! A friend never does that. After all that happened on last Sunday, she was avoiding him. She didn't know what angered her more. Him, getting involved. Or him getting involved with her nemesis Maneeha! Or him not bothering with an apology. She told herself, it was him not believing her.
By the time everyone finished the dinner and Mehreen Khala went to the Tv longue to watch "Hum Kahan kay Sachay thay..." Mehr had two choices! She could go watch that depressing drama with her Khala and feel more miserable because like "Mehreen" from that drama, Mehr was suffering ! Or she could go to her room and cry herself to sleep.
He is arrogant, impossible man with ego issues! Mehr couldn't help but feel bad for the siblings, Laiba and Shehzad who had to grow up with him. Because Behzad never admitted he was wrong. It was always the other party, who either misunderstood his 'intentions' or was way quick to 'react'. If she could just remember what a bitch he was and stop being dazzled by his smile every time, she would stop imagining herself with him.
His hand intertwined with her's, as she laid her head on his shoulder and they watch this Arsenal match , where Arsenal won . It was defiantly a dream! Arsenal never won something big , and they'd never be a thing.
SNAP OUT! Mehr, she told herself shaking her head to get the image out of her head. As someone who was pissed and trying to ignore his existence, she wasn't doing a good job.
She was sitting in the library, going through the books, reading those shairs when Bestie came knocked on the door interrupting her chain of thoughts!
"Bestie!"
"Jee...." She replied taking her head out of the book.
"UNO khel lo....."
"Bestie, mera m...." She began only to be interrupted by Behzad's voice from outside.
"Nai, khelna Mehr-un-Nisa nay! Wapis ao L man !"
"Bata dia apke dost nay. Phir bhi app mujhse pochnay ayen hain..." Mehr asked as she put the book down. The shayari of Jaun was making her feel more miserable than ever!
"Bakwas band kar", Bestie shouted back and the directed his attention back towards her.
"Isko choro. Yeh tu bakwas karta rehta hai. We are playing in teams! Behzad has Mustafa! And you are my partner.... They want me to bring chahu in , takay main haroon . Phir penalty mujhe par paray!" He explained.
Mehr forced a smile! She could feel the blush creeping up her cheeks. "Who used to be your partner before, me?"
"Zaidi! Par who bahr gaya hua hai ajj kaal.... We need you." He said.
"Apni baat karo! ," Behzad's disapproval echoed and she could hear Mustafa snickering ! BITCH
Mehr took in her bestie's expression, which was genuine and innocent. "Chalo bestie," she said as she placed the book back in the shelf. She could decline the invitation, but she didn't! Because she was no coward! And she wanted to see Mustufa and Behzad lose! Mustufa had a cheek to laugh at her. Mustafa should choose bestie, when it was Behzad vs Bestie! Everyone should go for Bestie when it was Behzad vs Bestie. Then what the hell was wrong with her? Why did her heart kept choosing the jerk?
Mehr wanted Behzad to lose whatever he was losing! So, she had to play. Mehr ended up in the drawing room seated infront of bestie, which meant she had to sit between Mustufa and Behzad! Too much for someone who was avoiding someone!
As bestie dealt the cards, she turned to Mustufa trying to avoid looking at Behzad. She knew very little about him, except that he was with Behzad in US and also at the boarding, he was the only one nikkahfied and that he smoked pot! Because Bestie and Behzad were always arranging flavors for him! Eavesdropping is bad, and she had learnt her lesson on Fatima Appa's reception! But Mehr couldn't help it, Behzad was so loud all the time!
"Shit! Is this from last Sunday?" Mustafa asked as he looked at red scar that was running up her leg. Mehr blushed as she found him looking at her ankle and her skin which was borne due to her trousers rising up when crossed her legs.
"Umm yes!" Mehr replied as she pulled her trousers down to hide that ugly scar.
"Maneeha is such a bitch! I don't know who invited her?" Mustufa wondered out loud and Mehr looked at Behzad to gauge his expressions! Nothing! His face was blank.
"Nobody asked you, sheep", he said coming to Maneeha's defense. Mehr was diabolical about it.She was disappointed at first that he wasn't loyal enough to come to the defense of the girl he wanted to marry. But now that he was defending her, she didn't like it.
"Well, should have asked me!", Mustufa replied. Mustufa , bus karoo !!! Aur kitna dil jeeto gay.
"I am so sorry Mehr ! I told you I'd protect you...." Abdullah told her . And Mehr thought her heart would burst.
"It's wasn't your fault..." Mehr reassured him.
"But it feels like it..." He argued.
"Did you go see a doctor?", Mustufa asked concerned and Bestie looked at her for confirmation. Mehr was awed by their concern! They cared for her. She couldn't help but shower her brightest smile. "It doesn't hurt much now! Relax karo, bestie!" She told him as he wavered her hand.
"How is it? Being nikkahfied" she asked with a smile trying to change the subject only to have his phone buzz with a notification. He looked at it, smiled and then flashed it in front of Mehr. There was a message from "Boo ð" .
"Like this!", Mustufa replied.
"If you don't mind my asking, " she pressed, despite his uncommunicative response, "how did you get your nickname? Sheep, isn't it?"
Mustufa looked betrayed! He looked at Bestie, who bit his lips to hide the smile and then he looked at Behzad!
"Tum logon nay bata dia! Simp kahin k! Kuch pait main nai rakh saktay...." Mustufa said as he threw a yellow four to match the red four she had thrown.
" Yaar tum mujhe nai bolo. Yeh Behzad sahab k kaam hain ! He had your name saved as "Sheep". Mere pay tu "My son" hai ! We were playing Fortnite, you were calling Behzad. Mehr came to call Behzad for dinner. Tu Behzad nay bola main phone dekhta hoon.... I heard Mehr and asked her to check the phone which was on charging. Usnay bola "koi sheep call kar raha haii...." And that's how she knew." Bestie narrated.
[Note : if you guys know anything about Fortnite tu , it's a game on PlayStation. You play online with friends. And you guys are connected to each other through Audios . so they were talking on Plasytation. And Mustufa was calling Behzad on phone]
"Main masoom hoon is liye sheep boltay hain..." Mustufa said as he gave her a grin that made him look like a wolf. He was not masoom at all!
"Bakwas na kar! First day of boarding all of us were tensed. Naye naye gaye thay. Tab Mustufa Sahab had this long hair, yeh moota ,full badie type ! Hum dono ko laga k bhai yeh hai. Jo humain bacha sakta hain from being bullied. Par agle din when they said kay baal cutain gay subkay ! Tu yeh sahab larkiyon ki tarhan roye hain ......"Mere baal" "Mere baal" kar k...HE even picked them up and saved them in his locker. That's why the sheep!" Bestie explained.
"Haan tu wohi ! Masoom hoon.... Ab tum dono k bhi naam bata doon? Hain?? " Mustufa asked with the glint in his eyes.
"Why not? Mera tu thek hai. But I like Bestie better..." Abdullah said.
"Minion nai SIMP hai tu...." Behzad said.
"L say tu behtar he hota hai.. subkuch..." She tried not to laugh. "I see." She managed to say.
"Acahww,"Behzad drawled, drawing another 4 cards from the pile at the center of the table after Besite had thrown a 'Draw 4 and changed the color to Red".
"UNO, last card! ," Mehr shouted as she placed her 1 Red .
Behzad scowled at his partner!
" Tum kahinyan suna lo bachpan ki ! Ab pata bhi hai uske pass kon sa card hai?" He asked.
"Yellow....Red...." Mustufa trailed.
"Bus farig he paye gae ho. Chalo main kuch karta hoon..." Behzad said as he looked at his card and then at Abdullah.
"Phir ho jae bestie?" Abdullah asked as he placed Yellow skip card that led to skipping of Behzad's turn only to have Mehr throw her "yellow 9" card!
"UNO!", She shouted as she gave bestie and high five!
"Besties!" She shouted and she winked at Mustufa and advised him that he needed to change the partner. Behzad had to clear his throat, surprised to find that ease she had with his friends. Hell, they were his friends and it felt like she had hijacked them. He was annoyed.
In a strange way, it made her more.....enticing ! His friends were never nice to his girlfriends. They always had something to say about them to him! But with Mehr, they were always the gentleman and freaking protective! They treated her like she was the part of their stupid boy gang! Why! They both had lost it at him for inquiring about Maneeha and told him that he fucked up!
That he should apologies to Mehr! He knew he should have. But what was he supposed to do? When all that happened Abdullah had been inquiring about Mehr, so he had inquired about Maneeha. Is main kya galat kar dia mainay? Mehr bhi tu humesha... Bestie thek ho ... Bestie thek ho bolti hai.... He had argued.
"So, bestie, what did you win?" Mehr asked as she looked at him all excited.
"I didn't win actually. Behzad just lost." Bestie announced and it made Mehr happiest.
"Main samjhata hoon," Mustufa said as he jumped in their conversation. Mehr nodded at him to proceed.
"My parents died when, I was 4 in car accident. Dadi nay he paal k bara kiya. Dadi America main then Chahcu k pass, she couldn't come because of her greencard...Tu Halat ase they....."
"Phir?", Mehr asked as she rested her hand on her cheeks listening to him with her undivided attention.
"Tu in a small ceremony which included only friends, and her family at Minion ka farm house... I married her....."
"And your Dadi doesn't know?"
"Nope...."
"The bet was k jo haray ga , that person will have to accompany Dadi on the shopping sprees, explain it all to Dadi and convince her ...."
"Now Behzad has to do this?" She asked and Mustufa nodded in affirmation.
"Dadi, is coming tomorrow." Bestie added.
"Haan tu ismain kya hai. Dadi itni bhi drowni nai hain. She has always liked me. Yun man jayen ge who tu tension maat lay" Behzad said as he snapped his fingers.
If Behzad was trying to impress her with his domesticity, it was a wasted effort. Nothing he could do would impress her. Because she knew who he was. LIE! She was impressed that he was going to show Dadi around. Such a sweetheart. Ufffff!!!! Cut it! Mehr! Remember, he breaks your heart at every step and never apologies !
"Balke Mehr please accompany him! You are such a sweetheart! Dadi will love you! Also, you can help her with the shopping." Mustufa said.
"Jee nai ... I won. HE is doing it!" She said.
"Can't you do it for a friend?" Mustufa asked.
"Kon sa friend? He is not my friend." She said as she pointed towards Behzad.
"Woh apni baat kar raha hai..." Behzad said as he leaned his chin on his hand, gazing at her, enjoying her discomfort. He knew she wouldn't say 'no'. She never said 'no' to those she considered friends. Aur jinko dost nai manti the... unke liye she refused to do the bare minimum! Even if it was no bother at all! He knew that a little too well.
Mehr's first instinct was to remind him that nobody asked him! But the she remembered, that the purpose of her life was to make his life hell!
"Another game?" Bestie suggested.
"If we win, Mehr goes...." Mustufa suggested.
"Nai! Aese nai! Bestie wants me to go. I can see it in his eyes." She said as she noticed the glint in Abdullah's eyes.
"Chalo! If you and Behzad win, Mehr doesn't have to go. If you don't, me and Abdullah does, Mehr has to accompany Behzad." Mustufa declared.
"Tu ismain mera kya faida hai... I am out! Also apni "boo" ko bolo na who kyun nai jati apki Dadi k sath?" She said as she tried getting up! Only to have Mustufa grab her wrist and stop her. "Woh nai ja sakti na. She's going to Karachi...."
Mehr couldn't help but give him the look. His Dadi who was naraz was coming. And his gurl couldn't cancel the plans, so he was asking her instead. Yeh kya chal raha hai bhai! She wanted to shout.
Behzad couldn't help but stare at his hand, holding her wrist and then at Mustufa!
"Mustufa , zabardasti nai !" He said in a tone, which was normal to Mehr. But Mustufa interpreted as Kabir Singh ka "KISNAY TOUCH KIA usko....Madar**** Wahin ruk salay main Araon hoon" and let go of her hand as if he was just electrocuted.
"Chalo, bestie I am going to make you an offer you can't refuse...." Abdullah said.
"Farmain?" She asked.
"I'll give you that Optimus Prime transformable Truck I have if you win!" Abdullah said.
"WHATTTTTTTT", Mehr shouted. Lucifer! He was fucking Lucifer with dark eyes and the deals he kept making!
"The deal is on Mehr! Just don't lose ! And you won't have to spend time with him and you'd get a truck. Yeh tu kar he sakti hoo..." Mustufa declared as he handed everyone their cards. Now that Mehr was Behzad's partner she had to sit infront of him which meant she'd have to look at him, looking at her.
Five minutes later, Mustufa shouted "UNO ," bouncing up and down with glee. Funny how men be acting like 5-year old with their friends.
"Bestie nay cheating ki hai ! Saray draw four wale cards apke pass thay..." Mehr declared as she folded her hands.
"Jee nahi! Behzad had one too! Jo usnay use nai kiya." Abdullah declared.
"You guys should have concentrated on the game instead of giving each other the moony eyes!"
Mustufa declared. That made Abdullah choke on laughter. MEN and their ability to voice some taboo stuff with zero sense of responsibility.....
"That wasn't moony eyes. That was, fuck did I do to deserve this." Behzad commented as he pointed at her. The comment made everyone sober up.
"Nai pata apko? Cool. You did nothing. You never do anything. I am overreacting like always. If you weren't busy texting your hoes tu hum jeet jatay! I am out! Mustufa ask him to take Maneeha with him, jisko ghantay say text kar raha hai. He'd like that." She said as she stood trying to make a graceful exit.
"Mehr!" Behzad's deep voice stopped her as she was about to enter her room."Jee!" she asked irritated.
"You don't ...." He began !
"I'm not upset. Really. You are beyond the stage where you can affect me", she told him. LIE!
"You're not upset," he repeated, gazing at her skeptically.
"No."
"Good." Grimacing, he ran his fingers through his dark hair, a gesture she had once found very attractive.
"Why is it so much of a big deal? If You don't want to go tu maat jao. You could have just said that instead of..." Mehr saw red. Bitch was blaming her.
"It's a big deal. Because we lost, not because we are sucker team. We lost because like always your priorities were fucked up. If you didn't want to play, tu bol dete na. Ya if you wanted to take Maneeha tu yeh bol dete."
"You dont want to go. Why does it matter, mere sath koi bhi jae..."
"You think I have a problem with you going out with Maneeha? I dont care if you marry her, or anyone!" What a lie Mehr! Bravo!!!
"I am not mooning after you. As you know I am thinking of getting married." He said! Ek aur jhoot! This is not your Dad, Behzad. Jinki attention you are trying to get by fucking this up. A voice told him, but he wasn't going to listen to it.
At his serious tone, she leaned against the door. She wondered, why was it hurting more now? She already knew that.
"Congratulations!" She said.
"Don't do that," he said, too quickly, his expression deepening to a scowl.
"Do what?" She asked stifling a smile.
"This ...." He said finding it difficult to explain.
"Kya this!" She asked irritated.
"This mood kharab! Pechlay haftay say you are ignoring me." He said.
"So you noticed?"
"Kisi andhay ko bhi pata chal raha hai", he said!
"Bohat jaldi nai poch lia app nay?" She replied.
"Tell me what is wrong ? Agr app batain ge nai tu mujhe pata kesay chalay ga."
"App nay pocha kab mujhse?" She asked.
"App nay bataya bhi tu nai !" He replied.
"But if you noticed that I was off! You should have asked? Nai..." She said.
"Ab poch raha hoon na . Kya masla hai?" He said as she stood infront of her while she leaned against the wall for support.
"Koi masla nai hai ! Bestie made me see, it's okay! You are free to be friends with who so ever you want! Just don't make me force them to be friends with them! Also, don't invite them here." She told him trying to sound as nonchalant as possible and miserably failing.
"So, this is about Maneeha...." He said.
"Yes! No! She and her friends bullied me in high school! And you knew it! And you expected me to play the good host! She tripped me jaan bhooj kay ! I burned my leg! And then she pretended to be innocent! Just because I shouted and said "what the fuck" after she said "owwfff mere tang..." , iska matlab yeh nai tha, k I was guilty! Usko kuch bhi nai hua tha. Agr hua bhi tha , tu I burned my foot too. And it wasn't my fault. But you sided with her in front of everyone. And made me apologize to her!"
"I didn't ask you to apologize!" He defended.
"Seriously? Behzad! You looked at me with those eyes so please don't bullshit me."
"I didn't ask you to apologize Mehr-un-Nisa, you did it yourself!"
"Thek hai , Behzad . It's my fault, now please leave." She told him . Her voice was thick with emotions. She didn't want to cry.
"Mehr-!" , he began ...
"Kya Behzad ! Just fuck off! Thek hai! It's never your fault. It's always mine. I overreact! Kush ho? You tell me you are my friend! And then what do you do? You ignore my existence for the girl who bullied me. Phir during that fiasco , you ask "Maneeha theek ho?" ! Woww !!! Main apki dost hoon tu apko meri fiqar honi chahiye ! Nai? If it, were you and anyone, I would have asked YOU if you were alright! And never made you apologize! This is how friendship works! You treat me like shit, to impress your gurls. Aur ek larki ho tu thek hai. I can't be talking your shit for every other random gurl. Your friendship is really inconsistent! Ek dafa bhi did you ask if I was okay? If my leg hurt or something. NO! And it's okay! "
Pushing open the door, she walked inside, closing it behind her. A broken heart would do Behzad Haider some considerable good. And only Maneeha could do that. Good for him! She thought. Maneeha would teach him a lesson! Actually, she wanted Behzad to find an Amber Heard! YES! Behzad and Amber Heard! Two toxic people, making each other's life betterrrrr.... Mehr only wished to witness when it happened!
Then why was she crying? Mehr hugged the pillow as she closed her eyes. Mamo had messed her life. If it wasn't his will, Mehr never would have been in such mess!
"Teray Siwa kisi aur ko is nazar say mainay dekha nai...."
"Soukh gaya woh tera diye hua gulab ,magr phenka nai..."
Assalam Alikum
I have got two assignments to do and a quiz tomorrow , par mood nai hai... Ek tu mera mood nai hota har waqt...Phir jab result ata hai tu I cry like an idiot....
Also if you dont know it already, I hate sharing friends. And recently , this girl is hijacking my friend and I just come home and cry. I hate being this replaceable. BHAI you keep replacing me and then you ask me why I am always so insecure....
Ek aur rant apnay iktamam par pohnchti hai.... also i hate , how I am so expressive... MERI SARI HUE SHAKAL dekh k they can tell how much affected I am and still they do shitty stuff...
Last update for today. This one is for  mzmahnaaz Thank you for appreciating my updates... Heheheh ...Only 5 chapters to go and then I'd try to edit , and complete "Your heartbeat", InshALLAH!!!! Also , Mustufa shit is real. I have got a friend , jisko Dada dadi nay pala... Aur woh bahir gae tu kuttay nay shadi karle apni bandi say.....(Asl main dada Dadi out of caste shadi karnay par maan nai rahay thay... I just realized, I not only reveal my secrets... I expose my friends too ....)
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