Chapter 2 - Flashback

Haya's pov 

"You killed your mom due to your stubbornness haya."

"No no no.... Akmal please I can explain, somebody please listen to me." I tried to explain although I couldn't breathe properly.

"You mom loved you more than us, how could you do this to her." Dad retorted angrily while walking toward me but my uncle held him back.

"It was mom who wanted to...... I stopped midway when dad slapped me hard and that's when I realized that my dad slapped me the very first time in my life.

"Enough of your lies" my father's voice echoed through the walls " here onwards you are no longer my daughter, it's just a piece of burden I have to carry on till the end, did you all understand." He declared it to everyone.

"No, dad please hear me out for once please." I begged him.

"Dad, dad" I woke up with tears in my eyes. Another nightmare, when will I forget all those memories.

It's been five years since that incident took place but I couldn't forget any of those memories. Even if I try to forget, the past haunted me in my dreams and for the past five years I've been getting nightmares, silent tears made it's way down my cheeks.

I took my crutch and got up from bed, walking towards my balcony.

I gazed up at the sky and again my eyes betrayed me, I started crying. " "Mom, how long will it go on" I asked although I knew I wouldn't get any answers

That day I lost everything in my life. I lost my family, the love of my life and the most important thing is that I can't walk anymore. How soon everything came to an end, I myself ruined my life. I closed my eyes letting the tears to fall

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar surrounding, I didn't understand what was happening but I only heard the beep sounds, what was happening, I questioned myself. 

I tried getting up but a sharp pain erupted inside my body making me to scream, suddenly the door flew open and two nurse hurried inside making me to lie down on the bed.

"Don't panic, everything is alright" I heard someone saying it.

"Where am I, what happened?” I uttered to them.

"Everything's fine honey and your in the hospital.” one of them replied.

Realisation hit me oh my god the accident, where is my mom I started to worry. 

"Where is my mom " I yelled ignoring the pain and tried to get up again.

"Please don't do that the stitches would open up.” someone yelled back.

"Please let see my mom, I want to know whether she is alright." I cried.

"Wait a minute okay I'll go call them."

She ran outside saying this.

Them who is she referring to.

After a few minutes the door opened and walked in my whole family except mom, where is mom is she doing well.

I closed my eyes again trying to ignore the pain and asked "where's mom."

"Mom" my dad answered as if he's never seen her in ages. “your mom, she's no more." He told calmly.

"What do you mean, she's no more.” I snapped back.

Why can't anyone tell me what's going on.

"YOUR MOM IS DEAD” he revealed the truth making me to look at my dad in horror. I started crying.

"Stop with this rubbish haya, I’ve had enough of this" my dad spoke with tears in his eyes.

"What do you mean by rubbish "I hissed at him angrily.

"You killed your mom due to your stubbornness haya."

"No no no.... Akmal please I can explain, somebody please listen to me." I tried to explain although I couldn't breathe properly.

"You mom loved you more than us, how could you do this to her." Dad retorted angrily while walking toward me but my uncle held him back.

"It was mom who wanted to...... I stopped midway when dad slapped me hard and that's when I realized that my dad slapped me the very first time in my life.

"Enough of your lies" my father's voice echoed through the walls " here onwards you are no longer my daughter, it's just a piece of burden I have to carry on till the end, did you all understand." He declared it to everyone.

"No, dad please hear me out for once please." I begged him.

"I have made a decision" he said looking at me "Haya will no longer get married to Akmal, this is my final decision and nobody would dare to question me on this." He announced before walking outside which made me cry harder.

The doctors said I no longer can walk without the help of the crutches because I have a long term disabilities on my lower leg. For a few months I was in a wheel chair and then I was able to walk with the help of a forearm crutch.

In all these years my brother didn't even show up, he went to London for his higher studies. I thought he too loathe me but he didn't, he came back two years ago and started acting normal. 

In the meantime my father remarried to Sabina, my stepmother who's nothing compared to my mother and I despise her so much. My dad changed completely in a worst way I could ever compare of.

My brother was the only one who took care of me, the loneliness faded away but the guilt never died.