Chapter 2

Naila's POV,

We came to college together on his bike and walked in hand in hand. OMG! I was blushing soo much that my cheeks hurted. As we entered class he pecked my cheek making my eyes widen and went to his friends who were smirking and laughing strangely at him and then eyeing me. I frowned at thier weird expressions.

'Do they know? No way!'

I went to Arshia and my friends to sit with them before the professor arrived.

Arshia gave me that knowing teasing smirk. Ofcourse she knows. We girls can never hide anything from eachother. Especially, something big like this. We've been friends since 2nd grade after all.

"Sooooooo" she sang.

"So?" I asked acting dilusional.

She nudged me and whispered,

"Did it happen? Did you 2 really....do it?"

I turned crimson and nodded.

"Eeeeekh" she screamed inwardly, over excitedly.

"Shhhhh." I closed her mouth.

"Omg....omg....Naila. You lost your virginity to the hottest guy in college." Tanishka said.

"Well, that's to expect from the most popular girl in college." Dia said next.

"Hey, I'm not popular." I defended.

"Ofcourse you are. Ever guy, everytime has his eyes on you. It's like we don't even exist." Arshia pouted.

"That's not true." I whined.

"Alrighty now girl....give us all the dirty details. We were dying to hear it. How did our innocent little Naila matured up in a night....." Dia teased again. I blushed covering my face. I looked at Saim from under my lashes and he winked at me as his friends were laughing and shaking him.

Just then the professor arrived saving us both.

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During the last lecture I have to change class upstairs as I've opted for a the optional subject. After the long, carking lecture ended I went back downstairs to meet my love. I saw him from a distance as he was sitting near the window with his friends. To be honest, all his friends are good looking but he's the only one who stands out and I could recognise him from miles away. That's how much I love him. I went smiling like a fool towards him.

"So you totally got laid huh you sneaky bastard!"

My feet froze as I was approaching the class. I stayed a step back from the window outside.

"Totally dude. She was like oh Saim....ah Saim fuck me harder baby!" I heard Saim say and laugh.

"She as strangling me with all her might I tell you. Didn't let me sleep a wink. I really thought she was going to milk me dry."

"Ooooo..." His friends teased in unison.

I felt bile rise in my throat. What the hell was he talking about? When did I....

"Man! You're such a lucky fucker. I wish I could get a chance to pound that sexy ass of her's. She's really got those perfect curves to die for. " One of his friends said making dirty gestures with his hands and licking his lips. It made me shiver.

"High quality ka maal hai yaar. Har kisi ko nahi milta. (It's a high quality material. Not everyone can get it.)

Saim said.

My hand flew to my mouth and tears streamed down my face. I felt like puking any moment now.

"Yaar (dude), I never thought that innocent and naive looking Naila would be such an experienced slut.....Saim yaar....my brother. Set me up too for a night. Just hearing about her is giving me a boner. Imagine what seeing her and grabbing those tits would feel like?!"

"Hey, she's my girlfriend."

"So.... sharing is caring mate. You say she does everything you say. Ask her to service us too. Convince her yaar."

"Yeah man!"

"Ugh! You mother fuckers! Fuck off. She's mine....for now." He laughed.

I ran to the washroom and threw up till my stomach ached. No, I wasn't pregnant. It's just that the things they said were soo sickening.

As I got home, my parents welcomed me like always with a wide smile and simple jokes. The happiness and pride in thier eyes for me made my heart ache. My little sister who was about to give her 10th board exam, considered me as her role model. What happens when they find out what thier ideal daughter and sister did behind thier back and how she was being praised by her boyfriend?

Mom made my favourite snakes but I just went to my room locking myself in and cried like someone just died. Oh, some did die....it was me!

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The next day, at college, the eyes that were always on me soo subtly became soo prominent that they pricked me like needles. They were mixed with judging looks this time. I kept my head down and walked in the class taking my seat.

The whispers that I was soo used to hearing everyday which never made sense and were too low had now become loud enough for me to die at their every word.

"...hey, isn't she the one ...yeah, I've heard she's a total slut.... She sleeps around.... She did it with him too right...... And that guy, he said it too..... I heard from my friend that she'll do anything you ask her off. ..... yuck, how disgusting to sell your body like that..... Has she no sham.... Stay away from her or people might mistake you for a whore too..... She's soo disgusted..... What a bitch?!..... She thinks having a perfect body she can do anything..... "

I couldn't take it anymore and ran out of there wiping my tears.

The Perfect Bodied Girl.

Yep, that was the title given to me. But I really never paid attention to it. I had guys eyeing me every now an then but I ignored thinking it's because I was a girl with fair skin and they were perverts. And, everytime Saim would come to my rescue and beat such guys up protecting me. That's what attracted me to him more. I thought he was my savior.... that's what I thought now to.

All these people, those guys gwaking me as if stripping me with thier eyes.... Saim will protect me from them... he'll....help me. He'll take me in his arms and everything will be ok. That's what I thought.....

I found him in the cafeteria. He was with his friends.

"Saim...."

"Oh hi baby." He said like his usual

self.

"Hey Naila.... What do you always want Saim. We are here too. Say hi to us sometimes too."

I ignored his smug and grabbed Saim's arm.

"Ooooo." They teased. I ignored that too. That sinister smirk on Saim's face, I ignored that too. This.... that ... all the frickin' signs I've been getting all this time, like a fool, I ignored them all. All I knew was that I loved him. So dumb!

I took him too the back of the college building.

"What's wrong baby?" He tugged my hair behind my ear.

"S... Saim. What's going on? Why is everyone acting like that?" I whispered.

"Like what baby?"

"Y....you know. All the the judging looks and r... rumours." I said.

"I have no idea what your talking about?"

"I heard everything yesterday that you were spurring with your friends." I said a bit angrily.

"Oh that....so what?" He said monotonously.

I was stupified.

"Saim....what ever you were saying....it was all a lie and your friends.....all the disgusting things they were saying about me. Astaghfirullah! I can't even say it!"

"Relax Jaan. They were just joking."

"J... joking. It was a joke to you? They were questioning my character. Is that a joke to you?" I raged.

He laughed.

"Baby, if you were soo worried about your character then why did you sleep with me?"

I gasped as I felt the ground slip from beneath me.

"W...what?" My voice was a whisper.

"You're MY girlfriend. The guy for whom any girl would kill to be his girlfriend. You're a lucky chick that I even look at someone soo dim witted like you. You've got a hot body that's why I sticked around you for 3 fucking years till I finally got to fuck you. Ugh, did you know how difficult it was for me to go on with your yanking and complaining about marriage and halal and haram nonsense?! You should be grateful that I was this patient with you and I didn't toss you off before. "

Tears ran down my face and my body quivered. Is this really my Saim....the man that loved me so much, who could turn the world upside down if he noticed just a tear of mine.....the man who always had sweet and supportive words for me in my hard times.....is he the same.

It felt like I was stuck in a nightmare.

"So baby, don't call me if you're gonna blabber this nonsense to bore me but if you wanna hook up again.... I'm always ready. Ok?" He said pinching my cheek and walking past me leaving me standing there like a lifeless doll.

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The rumours spread like wild fire throughout college. Within days I was treated like an abomination, a Slut! Girls talked about me, guys tried to touch me in the wrong places and gave me dirty signals.....and my friends...who I thought will support me through thick and thin abandoned me too saying they didn't wanted to ruin thier reputation my hanging around a slut like me.

Even Arshia, who was like a sister to me abandoned me too. I was soo alone....and scared.

As for Saim, I always saw his hand around other girl's ass every now and then. It made me question....was I the whore or he is?

The Slut Who Sleeps Around!!!!

was my title in college. It was hell for me there. Just when I thought it couldn't get worst, as if my heart and soul wasn't broken enough...my parents found out too.

"I....is it true. Did you really.... sleep with a boy." My mother's voice trembled as she asked me.

I was quite.

"Answer me!" Daddy growled making me flinch. I nodded crying.

"Ya Allah!!!" Mumma sank on the sofa with her head in her hands crying.

"Badhzaat aurat! (Characterless woman!) How could you do such a thing?! If you couldn't have thought about yourself then atleast you could've thought about us and your sister. How could you degrade our name like this?!" She screamed.

"I'm.....s.....s....sorry Mum...."

"Don't call that? And sorry? You think that stupid English word can fix everything?"

She was right. A simple word cannot fix a sin I had committed. I deserve this. I'm a worthless, stupid, biological waste in this world. Even my Allah might be disgusted of me. Even my parents my mother taste me. Someone like me doesn't deserve to live. I should die.....

I felt soo numb. Thier words hurted worst than a dagger in my heart. I just stood thier motionless as my parents said how despicable I was, that they hated me and I was dead to them ...when my father was scalding my skin with the leather belt, when my mother threw me in my room and locked me in for days without even water and which I didn't needed either. I just stayed.... motionless. Watching ....thinking...and regretting.

I never went to college again. I lived in the house....like a ghost who no one noticed. Even when I came back home after almost dying, no one even cared to ask why I was soo wet or where did I go in the middle of the night.

My parents despised even the look of me. I never looked them in the eye. I used to be in my room all day praying, and regretting. I used to cook my own food, wash my own clothes. No one ate in the same plate that I did. My parents even spitted out the food that I made for them once. They just paid for my expenses reminding me everyday what a burden I was.

My sister felt pity for me and tried to approach me but she threatened saying she'd be dead for them too.

That's how I spent 4 years of my life in that house. Unless one day .....that woman came to our house and put forth a life changing proposal.

Kaif's POV,

After 6 years of that incidence, I got a call from my Mom. I was over the moon and when she said she would let me come back home.... I shed tears of joy for the first time.....but for that the condition she kept forward.... was like a death sentence for me.