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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Friends / Friendship
- Published: 06/26/2020
AKUJI_ DEAD AND AWAKE!
Born 2004, F, from Karachi, PakistanIsabella made coffee, while Amelia and I sat on her bed, in her room, the weather grew cold again and distant thunders were audible. Amelia changed into a full sleeves plain t-shirt and pyjamas whereas Isabella still hadn’t change her “birthday girl” outfit. We were gossiping and enjoying the night sky’s view from the huge glass windows in Isabella’s room, when she entered with three mugs in her hand.
“Hey, what took you so long!?” Amelia ran off to take her coffee from Isabella’s hand.
“So what were you guys talking about?” Isabella adjusted herself on the bed and handed me my mug.
“What can be Amelia talking about right now! Of course, Carter!” I gave a toothy grin to Amelia.
She blushed then rolled her eyes to make it up.
“Come on, now stop pretending, and tell us how did it happen?” Isabella demanded and pinched her fore arm.
Amelia sipped the warm dalgona in her mug, cleared her throat and started: “See, nothing much, while I was standing with that goofy mug-headed DJ, he came over to me and lent his playlist, then asked me out to dance and I accepted not knowing that he’ll get this close and well you know that…”
I felt the coffee come up into my mouth and without waiting a second, I rushed to the washroom and vomited into the basin, no solids_ what came out was just liquid, I looked up into the mirror, breathed and it came up again. I puked.
“Hazel! What happened?” I heard Amelia’s faint voice, was it really that faint?
I felt my stomach churn and contract again and I leaned down, this time the watery vomit had traces of reddish mucus and clots.
“Hazel !!!” I heard Isabella shrieking, the world did a somersault in front of my eyes and I puked once again_ blood. It was blood.
My head turned dizzy, I felt the coppery saltish taste in my mouth, and spat it out, that’s when darkness engulfed me.
I opened my eyes and found myself in my bed, night time, the door was shut and I heard the water running in the bathroom. I closed my eyes again as my body felt numb and went into a deep slumber.
The next time when I woke up, I found my mum at my side and Hector with his head down on my knees, murmuring something. I stroke his hair lightly and he looked up surprised then gave me a tight hug, my mum smiled and kissed my forehead.
“Hey, Haze, you know when you were asleep, I prayed to God and you woke up, this is just because of me you know!!!” he said kissing my cheek.
“I know baby.” I hugged him once again, and he chuckled.
“How long was I out?” I questioned my mother, as she helped me sit up with my back rested on the bed crown.
“Just a day, but you’re fine now, Dr. Manille said.” she touched my forehead and smiled.
After half an hour, when they finally left, I got out of my bed. The blood in me feet tingled as I stepped onto the cold floor without my room slippers on. I ignored and neared the dressing table. Some bouquets and cards lied there. I picked up June’s card, it told that she had wished for me getting better during the meteor shower last night. I sighed, I had missed it as well. The next card I picked was Harrison’s and I read what it said unbelievingly.
“Hello Haze! I just wanted to tell you that you really are a haze to the dark side of my life, and now that you’re unwell, I am dreading my life again. Can’t wait to see you again as fit and healthy as you always are, you really mean a lot to me.
Regards, Harrison.
P.S: Sorry if that alcoholic drink is the reason behind your illness, I just used a razor to punish myself.”
I couldn’t maintain my balance. The world seemed to be tilting and I hardly saved myself from falling by holding the wooden edge of the dresser. I felt anger boiling inside me. What did he wanted to prove, first he chokes me for nothing and says it was unintentional, then he makes me drink that damn stuff which results in nothing but me getting bed ridden for two days. I needed to talk to him, I certainly needed to… but I decided that I’d remain polite and casual so he doesn’t mind.
What’s wrong with me? At one time I feel like slitting his throat and the very next moment I start taking pity over him.
*******
In evening, I took Isabella and Amelia over to the park, I knew that he’ll be there. We sat searching like insane people until we saw him standing with his back rested on a tree trunk wearing his grey hoodie. I walked towards him ignoring the urge to run into him, he saw me coming and straightened.
“Hey! Hazel, What are you doin’ here? How are you feeling?” his feelings seemed sincere and true.
“I needa talk to you, Harrison.” I tried to cut the long story short.
“Alright, about what? But first tell me are you fine now?”
I nodded and said: “Let’s sit”
“Sure” he said while finding a comfy position on the bench and narrowing his eyes thoughtfully due to my behavior. I wish I could clear this mess in his and my mind.
“Uh, why did you do it?” WOW, I took a great start.
“Did what!?” he seemed confused.
“I am asking about when you choked me and then when you made me drink…” I sounded clear enough.
“Hazel, I’ve told you it wasn’t intentional, I get violence attacks!”
“What about that drink, I’m sure you weren’t undergoing one of your damn violence fits at that time!?” he tensed at my words and I sensed it as he clenched his jaw.
“Hazel, I swear it wasn’t intentional.”
“Alright Harrison, I believe! But this wasn’t it, now you’re telling me the other reason or shall I go clearer!?” I raised my voice frustratingly.
“I don’t understand, what has happened?” He sounded puzzled, in real means he was puzzled, the way he tapped his fore head again and again and knotted his eyebrows then and now while rubbing his left ear lobe. Regret hit me hard but I didn’t show.
“If you had an attack, why did you take me with you, why did you choose me to be the victim and I hope I am clear enough now!” I neared him, trying to reach his height by standing on my toes, glaring at him.
“Victim? You think I took you as a victim? How can you be so scathing and ruthless without even giving a thought to my condition, do you even know what was I going through at that time because of you!?” This time he raised his voice, I saw his the veins protruding from his neck with his face getting red.
“Because of me! That is what I am asking about!?” I yelled at the top of my voice and saw a lot of heads turning and staring at us.
“Fine, then listen! I never took you as a victim, Haze. I, I, I loved you and I still do. From the day I first you when I was surrounded by girls, I thought you were everything and then you were distinguishable and different from other typical saucy girls. But you disturbed me not in a bad manner but you warmed me up every time, you, your scent, your presence attracted me, lured me. Captivated me. I had to talk to you, I never knew that I’d get that shitty attack at the very moment but believe me, Hazel, I wasn’t doing it willfully. I was okay a moment before and the very next moment, when I choked you, I wasn’t conscious of anything… how can anyone maim the person he is besotted with, a person whom he is infatuated with, a person that he loves… how?” he said in one go, with small pauses.
I couldn’t believe my ears, I missed a heartbeat and for once, I had no words to say. I had been so harsh with him.
“What about that drink?” I lowered my voice.
“Ecstasy it was, believe me, Haze. Only if I knew you were this sensitive.” He hugged me, I took my hands to his sleeves and rolled both of them up.
He gasped and what I saw made me gasp too. Razor cuts_ some scabby, some still not healing
“What the actual hell!?” I murmured against his chest, at that moment I simply loved his touch but forced myself to move away.
He chuckled: “You look funny when you cry!”
“I know, I’m sorry…” I sniffed, realizing that I had been silently sobbing all the while.
“We just entertained the people in the park with our drama.” He giggled and took my hand in his.
That’s when my friends came over to us and I quickly drew my hand back. This was most definitely a hard day and I needed rest!
AKUJI_ DEAD AND AWAKE!(Hafsa bint-e-rashid)
Isabella made coffee, while Amelia and I sat on her bed, in her room, the weather grew cold again and distant thunders were audible. Amelia changed into a full sleeves plain t-shirt and pyjamas whereas Isabella still hadn’t change her “birthday girl” outfit. We were gossiping and enjoying the night sky’s view from the huge glass windows in Isabella’s room, when she entered with three mugs in her hand.
“Hey, what took you so long!?” Amelia ran off to take her coffee from Isabella’s hand.
“So what were you guys talking about?” Isabella adjusted herself on the bed and handed me my mug.
“What can be Amelia talking about right now! Of course, Carter!” I gave a toothy grin to Amelia.
She blushed then rolled her eyes to make it up.
“Come on, now stop pretending, and tell us how did it happen?” Isabella demanded and pinched her fore arm.
Amelia sipped the warm dalgona in her mug, cleared her throat and started: “See, nothing much, while I was standing with that goofy mug-headed DJ, he came over to me and lent his playlist, then asked me out to dance and I accepted not knowing that he’ll get this close and well you know that…”
I felt the coffee come up into my mouth and without waiting a second, I rushed to the washroom and vomited into the basin, no solids_ what came out was just liquid, I looked up into the mirror, breathed and it came up again. I puked.
“Hazel! What happened?” I heard Amelia’s faint voice, was it really that faint?
I felt my stomach churn and contract again and I leaned down, this time the watery vomit had traces of reddish mucus and clots.
“Hazel !!!” I heard Isabella shrieking, the world did a somersault in front of my eyes and I puked once again_ blood. It was blood.
My head turned dizzy, I felt the coppery saltish taste in my mouth, and spat it out, that’s when darkness engulfed me.
I opened my eyes and found myself in my bed, night time, the door was shut and I heard the water running in the bathroom. I closed my eyes again as my body felt numb and went into a deep slumber.
The next time when I woke up, I found my mum at my side and Hector with his head down on my knees, murmuring something. I stroke his hair lightly and he looked up surprised then gave me a tight hug, my mum smiled and kissed my forehead.
“Hey, Haze, you know when you were asleep, I prayed to God and you woke up, this is just because of me you know!!!” he said kissing my cheek.
“I know baby.” I hugged him once again, and he chuckled.
“How long was I out?” I questioned my mother, as she helped me sit up with my back rested on the bed crown.
“Just a day, but you’re fine now, Dr. Manille said.” she touched my forehead and smiled.
After half an hour, when they finally left, I got out of my bed. The blood in me feet tingled as I stepped onto the cold floor without my room slippers on. I ignored and neared the dressing table. Some bouquets and cards lied there. I picked up June’s card, it told that she had wished for me getting better during the meteor shower last night. I sighed, I had missed it as well. The next card I picked was Harrison’s and I read what it said unbelievingly.
“Hello Haze! I just wanted to tell you that you really are a haze to the dark side of my life, and now that you’re unwell, I am dreading my life again. Can’t wait to see you again as fit and healthy as you always are, you really mean a lot to me.
Regards, Harrison.
P.S: Sorry if that alcoholic drink is the reason behind your illness, I just used a razor to punish myself.”
I couldn’t maintain my balance. The world seemed to be tilting and I hardly saved myself from falling by holding the wooden edge of the dresser. I felt anger boiling inside me. What did he wanted to prove, first he chokes me for nothing and says it was unintentional, then he makes me drink that damn stuff which results in nothing but me getting bed ridden for two days. I needed to talk to him, I certainly needed to… but I decided that I’d remain polite and casual so he doesn’t mind.
What’s wrong with me? At one time I feel like slitting his throat and the very next moment I start taking pity over him.
*******
In evening, I took Isabella and Amelia over to the park, I knew that he’ll be there. We sat searching like insane people until we saw him standing with his back rested on a tree trunk wearing his grey hoodie. I walked towards him ignoring the urge to run into him, he saw me coming and straightened.
“Hey! Hazel, What are you doin’ here? How are you feeling?” his feelings seemed sincere and true.
“I needa talk to you, Harrison.” I tried to cut the long story short.
“Alright, about what? But first tell me are you fine now?”
I nodded and said: “Let’s sit”
“Sure” he said while finding a comfy position on the bench and narrowing his eyes thoughtfully due to my behavior. I wish I could clear this mess in his and my mind.
“Uh, why did you do it?” WOW, I took a great start.
“Did what!?” he seemed confused.
“I am asking about when you choked me and then when you made me drink…” I sounded clear enough.
“Hazel, I’ve told you it wasn’t intentional, I get violence attacks!”
“What about that drink, I’m sure you weren’t undergoing one of your damn violence fits at that time!?” he tensed at my words and I sensed it as he clenched his jaw.
“Hazel, I swear it wasn’t intentional.”
“Alright Harrison, I believe! But this wasn’t it, now you’re telling me the other reason or shall I go clearer!?” I raised my voice frustratingly.
“I don’t understand, what has happened?” He sounded puzzled, in real means he was puzzled, the way he tapped his fore head again and again and knotted his eyebrows then and now while rubbing his left ear lobe. Regret hit me hard but I didn’t show.
“If you had an attack, why did you take me with you, why did you choose me to be the victim and I hope I am clear enough now!” I neared him, trying to reach his height by standing on my toes, glaring at him.
“Victim? You think I took you as a victim? How can you be so scathing and ruthless without even giving a thought to my condition, do you even know what was I going through at that time because of you!?” This time he raised his voice, I saw his the veins protruding from his neck with his face getting red.
“Because of me! That is what I am asking about!?” I yelled at the top of my voice and saw a lot of heads turning and staring at us.
“Fine, then listen! I never took you as a victim, Haze. I, I, I loved you and I still do. From the day I first you when I was surrounded by girls, I thought you were everything and then you were distinguishable and different from other typical saucy girls. But you disturbed me not in a bad manner but you warmed me up every time, you, your scent, your presence attracted me, lured me. Captivated me. I had to talk to you, I never knew that I’d get that shitty attack at the very moment but believe me, Hazel, I wasn’t doing it willfully. I was okay a moment before and the very next moment, when I choked you, I wasn’t conscious of anything… how can anyone maim the person he is besotted with, a person whom he is infatuated with, a person that he loves… how?” he said in one go, with small pauses.
I couldn’t believe my ears, I missed a heartbeat and for once, I had no words to say. I had been so harsh with him.
“What about that drink?” I lowered my voice.
“Ecstasy it was, believe me, Haze. Only if I knew you were this sensitive.” He hugged me, I took my hands to his sleeves and rolled both of them up.
He gasped and what I saw made me gasp too. Razor cuts_ some scabby, some still not healing
“What the actual hell!?” I murmured against his chest, at that moment I simply loved his touch but forced myself to move away.
He chuckled: “You look funny when you cry!”
“I know, I’m sorry…” I sniffed, realizing that I had been silently sobbing all the while.
“We just entertained the people in the park with our drama.” He giggled and took my hand in his.
That’s when my friends came over to us and I quickly drew my hand back. This was most definitely a hard day and I needed rest!
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Helsa
06/26/2020Whoah the story was awesome! A story of confessions and love, I really liked it very much!
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
06/27/2020Thankyou, Helsa dear
Thanks for reading it and liking it!!
Can I have one of your marshmallows :-)
Love, Hafsa
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
06/27/2020Did you read today's chap?
ugh it was just a filler
i don't like it myself!!
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Pratik
06/27/2020Try searching on you tube 'how to sign up to kik without a phone number'. See how they do it.
We are waiting for you Hafsa.
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Chaitali
06/26/2020The confession, perfect story, suits my taste.
This was really nice Hafsa. And also I like the way you used a bit different words from common ones.
Every scene description was awesome.
Will there be a next part? If yes, then I'm waiting eagerly.
------cheers;)
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Hafsa bint-e-rashid
06/27/2020Sure their is one!
Thankyou so much, Chaitali for praising my effort...
Love, Hafsa
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