•Welcome!
This story is going to be dark.
There is going to be a lot of violence, abuse and swearing.This is going to contain explicit scenes of physical violence, dignity demolition and drug use.
It is a dark romance!
'''''\ Don't read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above mentioned topics
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..''''On a lighter note:''''
This is going to be a beautiful tale of teens' love, friendship and enmity as well.
Family drama, you name it.
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This story is based in Islamabad, Pakistan. Although it has Muslim characters but they are not going to be considered as role models. You will know when and which character is a role model for you.
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If you do then don't forget to give stars and leave a comment.•Blurbs:1///."What I wanted a fucking wife! What I got a fucking whore!" he roared brazenly pulling her hair brutally from the scalp under her scarf.She didn't even blink her eyes for she was used to this malicious treatment."This is what you learned by going to that fucking religious scholar that a wife needs to laugh and happy talk with a non-mahram and not her husband, right?""Ohh, that is what a hoe like you does, my fault!" He raised his hands in the air in a surrendering manner."I expected something good from the vulgar you!" He pushed her away who whilst falling on the ground hit her head at the brim of a glass table.He pushed his blonde hair back from his forehead and then walked away removing the unseen dust from his tailored suit....._____....2///."Addiction is
'Her vibe is dangerous!' ... _______Life. A single word carrying the entire world on its shoulders. It is often associated with joy. It is almost always insisted that 'If there is joy in your life, you are living a good one.' Joy holds different meanings for each person. For some it is fueled by goodness, while others feed it the darkness the demons within them yearn for. However, for most joy is attained from a mixture of both, a grey that is the most underrated.Alas!Introducing to you the different shades of joy; find out yours.She was walking in the well-lit corridor that led to the principal's office. Her white sneakers looked striking on the marbled floor. Paired with blue ripped jeans and a checkered shirt that showed a white vest underneath gave off a well-kept sense of fashion. The sleeves of her shirt were rolled up to her elbows. Plagued by worry, she glanced at her wristwatch and accelerated her pace. Her curly
2. The bloom''''The good guy has bad habits!''''----------The beauty of Islamabad was incomparable when one looked at its lush green trees, slightly wet from the rain at night, giving the leaves a shimmery look. The sun was hidden behind the silvery clouds. The blue sky was a soothing presence to chaotic minds. Everyone was pleased except for that one girl who was burning with anger and was recklessly driving towards her college. She parked her car in the parking lot and stepped out of it in a whim.In their college, there was no uniform allocated for its students for it had a university wing as well. She was wearing blue jeans, ripped at the knees with a white button-down shirt and blue sneakers. Her curly black hair, as usual, were left to flow over her back. With long strides she entered her wing.Throwing her bag down she slumped hersel
She is pure chaos!'''\\\\\\\\\\"Yeh Jo halka halka suroor Hai by Farhan Saeed Listen to it at the end when you’re done reading! (:"---------------A hiss escaped his lips as the freezing water ran down the back of his hands and arm."You alright, man?" Kabir's concerned voice asked.A smile was stretched wide on Abraham's lips. Kabir probably thought he had gone mad. He was in pain but was smiling so heartily. Kabir was staring at him."What happened to your hand? You got in an accident?" He asked worriedly, seeing trails of water dripping from his hand that was scratched brutally."Tigress' paws!" Abraham muttered under his breath with a smile.Kabir was sure his friend had hit his head hard.After cleaning his hands an
///''she swayedand swayed To the beatStopping never forOnce''///Minahil and Yara kept talking for a long time and whilst that Yara fell asleep. Minahil was tired too but she wanted to go downtown and get something to eat for both of them. She knew Yara would also be hungry. Wearing her jacket and long boots she walked out of the tent and made her way to the place where their cars were parked. She took out the car key from her pants pocket and pressed the button, her car flashed lights with a beep. She was walking towards it when all of a sudden, her upper arm was gripped tightly and she was pressed on the bonnet of a car. "What the hell?" She yelled when she saw Abraham in front of her.
"Yara, what time is it?" She asked."It's almost ten thirty.""We'll leave from here at 11. In half an hour we'll reach his hous. We'll park the car two blocks away." Minahil was informing her when Yara enthusiastically cut her off."How do you know all these details?""Yesterday, I might have got his address and it is highly possible that I have visited his house and did some research. You know." Minahil told while shaking her shoulders in a dance like manner."You mean you telling me that you went to his house." Yara was beyond surprised."I suppose I'm telling you just that.""Oh my Gosh, why did not you tell me before?""Just calm down, now. Otherwise mom will come again.""I still can't believe it." Yara sat on the chair and began drinking water.Minah
She woke up with a bright smile on her face, sitting in her bed, clad in red silk night suit, she stretched her arms out, the perfectly silky skin of her abdomen showed. She ran a hand through her curly locks and stood on the ground. Slipping her feet in the slipper shoes, she grabbed her phone from the side table. Sliding the lock she checked notifications, she had got a few replies on her Instagram story. Checking the time, she saw it was 9:05 am. She was going to place her phone back, when it began to vibrate.Yara was calling her, she attended the call."Hey, how are you?""I'm fine. How are you?" She asked back."Alhamdulilah (Praise be to God), aren't you going to college today?""Yeah, I'm thinking something like that." She walked to the floor sized window of her room and slided it open. She walked into the little balcony attached to it and sat in the resting cha
Abraham had run after her sister and stopped right before her, halting her pace, heaving badly."You had no right to speak to her that way," Abraham accused."C'mon Abraham," Waniya snickered while flipping a lock of her hair. "Stop being a simp."Abraham shook his head."Why did you complained about me to Dad?" Waniya persisted with her question."I didn't complained, alright." Abraham frustratingly ran a hand through his hair. "I asked you to be back at home before 10, that were Dad's orders, and I just told him that you were coming even after 1.""So what?" Waniya's nose inflated. " It's my life Abraham you and Dad can't control it. I haven't allowed any of you to order me around. I'm not some fucking kid who doesn't know her way home after midnight."Both of them were standing at a footpath under a street light.
Louisa was lying down with Abraham above her, the room filled with their heavy breathing and grunting. Both of them were naked, Louisa's legs pressed against both sides of Abraham's waist, when he locked the cock inside her and moved relentlessly and smoothly. She raised herself up on her elbows and began kissing Abraham's chest, who in return bit her neck, both of them were lost in euphoria, when Abraham's cellphone began ringing, which he ignored. The phone rang again, he grunted n raised his arm to grab the phone from the side table. It was Muhammad. "Hello, Muhammad," he greeted, in a panting voice. Louisa was kissing his neck down to his chest and v line. Abraham's hand sneaked in her hair to push her face down on his dick when Muhammad's shaking voice broke through the phone's speaker. What Muhammad told him, had him go limp, Louisa noticed the change in his posture. "Are you alright?" She couldn't help but ask him because his face had gotten pale and lifeless. The moment
The sky was dark and darkness was suffocating, cutting off my breathing, there was an unbearable pressure on my ribs, lifelesss legs dangled me to who knows where. The mind ran in circles only, not processing anything. Nowhere seemed like home anymore. The one person I was sure about was my safe heaven had turned out to be a monster in disguise; I fucking didn't know how to breathe. The police constable had dropped her off in front of her house. She came out of the police van, he was speaking to her, telling her something, she could not hear him. After getting off, she walked towards the tall gate of the house she called home at some point and just stood in front of it. The watchman came to her, he was also saying something to her which could not process. Instead of walking inside the house, she turned around. The police van was now at a distance from her. She could see the rear lights flashing and moving far and far away. The watchman followed her, was probably asking her to come i
Driven by the yearning of avenging herself, she lost her sense of conscience or perhaps she never bothered with it. To have someone inside your own head nagging you at every step that you are wrong, what a nuisance. As soon as she saw Ahmed swiveling backwards, a boisterous smile creeped its way onto her lips which she hid immediately. She had mastered acting or what? She thought haughtily. Ahmed stopped in his tracks, bewildered on seeing her. She stood there, posture speaking volumes of her pride and grace. For a 16 years unruly teenager she definitely looked sophisticated. The translucent swan like neck, the sharp cheekbones and jaw with a prominent angle, made her appear heavenly. Someone invincible, someone too out of reach. Someone you could only look upto and desire to touch but can never. Ahmed loved beauty and he loved chasing it. The two qualities of an unmatchable flirt. "Miss Khan?" She heard him speak. She lifted her head, her long neck became visible and looked h
WaniyaSadness does not seem a burden, when you never had the pleasure of being happy. I have always been in a fight and flight mode, struggling to prove that I am worth something, even though nobody cared. The darkness inside my body has deepened itself to the point that I can't breathe without hindrance. If I could show you a visual graphic of how this darkness feels, you will see black thick branches wounded around my heart and lungs like that of an ancient oak tree. And when I start to speak, those branches reach inside my throat and they gag my tongue, breaking my voice. The person I want to be is trapped inside my body which does not feel like my own. I'm familiar with the darkness only for I never have been in the light of love or peace or happiness.Waniya was lying in her bed on her stomach, her diary was opened in front of her and she was reading what she had written three years ago with a smile on her lips and tears in her e
TW there is mention of sex"I don't know what has gotten into her, she was acting really strange. She is a psycho already but last night she was acting hysterically and creepily." Kabir was FaceTiming Abraham."What did she do?" Abraham asked, his face showed surprised."She kept staring at Waniya the whole time she was there and later I caught her looking at Waniya and Ahmed kissing.""What?" Abraham spat water hearing this.Kabir shrugged his shoulders. "She also told me to back off when I talked to her. She is planning something evil.""Why would she do that?" Abraham said thoughtfully. "She seemed done with me when I last spoke to her. Then why would she say such things to you?""She was at the airport the day you left. I and Liam met her." Kabir informed him, he had thought this was suspicious.&nbs
He laughed and laughed hard, many people turned their heads towards their direction to see Kabir laughing with his head hung backwards. The girl who was slinging on his arm uncomfortably looked around and then at Kabir. Minahil gritted her teeth whilst turning away from him."Stop-- stop." He said in between fits of laughters."What?" She yelled furiously.Kabir's eyes watered but his laugh could not be controlled."WTF!""Yes, WTF," Kabir mimicked her. "Why are you so angry at me? I'm not the one who forced Abraham to go in fact I wanted him to stay here." Kabir said seriously now."And why do you think I care about him?" She crossed her arms on her chest."Jeez!" He moved his head away from her posing; his ears were hurt by her loud voice. "Why else would you be so angry at me!"&
Abscond.(n.) To secretly depart and hide oneselfAbraham was still staying at Kabir's house. He was lying awake in the bed when Kabir barged inside the guestroom."Get up, tiger." Kabir said too enthusiastically for Abraham's liking.He splashed himself on Abraham's legs and groaned because Abraham had hit him with his knee before he could fall down on the bed."Bastard," Kabir sworn flinching with pain."Get your fucking ass up and go to the airport. You have a flight in three hours." Kabir told him.Abraham's eyes widened at this news.He immediately sat up. "What do you mean?" He questioned whilst suspiciously looking at Kabir's smiling face.Kabir waved ticket in front of his eyes."Here."
"I was making Dua after offering the prayer when I read your message. I got devasted. You are the only person I talk to. I would die with despair if you stop talking to me."The voice note kept on playing again and again.The heavy rain was pouring outside. The thunder was rumbling. The window of the room was open and curtains were flying back and forth creating a strange sound in the quietness of the room."I was making Dua ---" the voice note started playing once again when Yara angrily threw her phone away and the voice stopped.She was laying on the bed with her head hanging down. Her black hair were touching the ground and angry fat tears were rolling down her cheeks.She frustratingly wiped her eyes, when a knock sounded."Who?" She tried to speak as normally as she could.
15. Philophobia (n.) Fear of being in or falling in love _________ "Why sudden rebellion?" Aban asked, he had come behind them in his car. He was sitting in his car, with the window glass rolled down and looked at the three of them. Waniya looked at him heatedly, "It's not sudden, Dad. This rebellion has been brewing inside us since many years." Aban did not reply to her. "I heard things about you two," he said as an afterthought. "You can hear as much you want but you have lost every right to reprimand us." Replied Waniya. "Don't forget, who you are talking to," Aban snapped. "For fuck's sake, Dad. Let us live in peace." Waniya yelled even louder than him. "Don't create a