SPOILED CHILD?
1301 Words
Mannat p.o.v
I twirled around the dance floor, laughing and spinning to the music. This party was everything I had been waiting for - the lights, the music, the freedom. For one night, at least, I could forget about my mom's constant nagging and rules.
Why did she always have to be so strict? Why couldn't she just let me live a little? My sister, Samiya, was always so perfect, always obeying Mom and Dad without question. It was like she had no life of her own.
But not me. I was the rebel, the one who always pushed the boundaries. And yeah, sometimes that got me into trouble. But it was worth it, just to feel like I was living.
But as the night wore on, I couldn't shake the feeling that my mom was going to kill me when she found out about this party. I had snuck out of the house, telling her I was going to a study group. But she would never believe that now.
I pushed the thought aside and male friend approach me .
" Manny, I am shocked your mother allowed it," my friend laughed.
" You are right she didn't" I said
I felt a sudden jolt of discomfort. One of my male friends, Alex, had snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. I tried to wriggle free, but he held tight.
"Hey, relax, Mannat," he whispered in my ear. "I'm just trying to have some fun."
But I didn't want to have fun like this. I felt trapped and uncomfortable, and I tried to push him away.
"Alex, stop it," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "I don't like this."
But Alex just laughed and pulled me closer. "Come on, Mannat," he said. "I brought you here to have some fun. Don't be such a party pooper."
I felt a wave of panic wash over me. This wasn't what I had signed up for. I had thought this was just a normal party, but now I realized that Alex had brought me here for a different reason altogether.
Suddenly, I felt like my mom and Samiya had been right all along. I shouldn't have come to this party. I shouldn't have trusted Alex.
I tried to struggle free, but Alex held tight. I felt like I was going to suffocate.
Third person p.o.v
Mannat's eyes widened in shock as the man who had been holding her was suddenly thrown across the room. She stumbled backward, her heart racing, as she took in the scene before her.
That's when she saw him - Zunaid Khan, his childhood enemy and the last person she expected to see. His eyes blazed with anger, his jaw clenched in fury. He glared at the man who had been holding Mannat, his gaze burning with intensity.
Without saying a word, Zunaid strode over to the man and delivered a swift punch to his jaw. The man's eyes rolled back in his head, and he slumped to the ground, unconscious.
Mannat gasped in shock, her eyes fixed on Zunaid's furious face. She had seen his anger and boy it's is a nightmare for any person . she didn't know what to make of it. His anger was palpable, and she could feel the tension radiating from his body.
As Zunaid turned to face her, his eyes still blazing with anger, Mannat felt a shiver run down her spine. She didn't know what to say or do, and she was frozen in place, unsure of how to react.
Mannat p.o.v
His eyes glaring my way , I know if looks could kill , I would have been dead by now.
But what the hell he is doing here again… please someone explain .
He walks toward me while everyone watches him like a hawk . Even his walk held an intimidating aura .
" Let's go" that's the only thing his mouth utters .
Knowing his anger really well , I gulp and followed him quietly
My heart beats loudly inside my chest .. sometimes I think he is not a human being but a Green huge hulk ready to destroy the world .
I waited near the car hoping that he would open up like a gentleman. He does that all the time for Samiya but instead he walked to the driver seat without sparing a single glance and sat inside .
What a rude gentleman…. Definitely not
The drive was silent but it wasn't suffocating .
I stole a glance at him but didn't say anything .
" Who told you that I am here? " I ask. Trust me, my tone was very normal, unlike the man beside me who was about to spew lava from his mouth .
Suddenly the halt and I swear if it wasn't the seat belt my body would have been thrown from the front window . The impact was so hard that I felt breath knock out of my heart .
'' HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND? " I scream in anger .
" HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND" he yelled more loudly than me .
" BECAUSE OF YOU SAMIYA WAS ROAMING IN THE ROAD ALONE , FOR WHO? YOU !" He yelled at my face. I feel the heat radiating from his body . The grip on the wheel was so tight that it turned almost white.
As I looked at Zunaid's furious face, I felt a pang of guilt and shame. I had thought he was angry because of what had just happened with that guy, but now I realized it was something more.
His eyes blazed with anger, but it wasn't directed at me. It was directed at the situation, at the fact that I had put myself in harm's way.
And then it hit me - Zunaid wasn't angry because of what had happened to me. He was angry because Samiya, my goody-goody sister, was roaming around alone at night, and he was worried about her safety.
My eyes prickled with tears as I realized the truth. Zunaid wasn't concerned about me; he was concerned about Samiya. He was angry because he thought I had put her in danger.
I felt a wave of shame wash over me. Why had I been so stupid? Why had I put Samiya's safety at risk?
As I looked at Zunaid, I saw the anger in his eyes, but I also saw something else - concern. Concern for Samiya, concern for her safety.
" Well I didn't ask her to come behind me " I tried to act nonchalant.
" Yes you didn't but did you leave a choice? She cares about you , and doesn't want you to get in trouble. That's why you are such a spoiled brat, '' he spat then started the car .
My lip went into thin line , my hand automatically curled into fist . I knew that Samiya indirectly save me today but the fact that even Zunaid was praising her made me feel so jealous
I watched in frustration as Zunaid dropped me off in front of my home and sped away without even a moment's hesitation. I felt a surge of emotions: anger, sadness, and a deep-seated resentment.
That's when my gaze fell on Samiya, standing in the doorway with a concerned expression. My heart twisted with bitterness. She was the reason for all my troubles. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect friend. Everyone loved her, everyone admired her.
And then there was me. The spoiled brat. The one who could never measure up to Samiya's standards. I felt a wave of hatred wash over me.
"I hate you, Samiya," I whispered to myself, the words burning in my heart.
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