Chapter Thirteen

Ilham

Hayat was contacted by the hospital and she came along with Amir to pick me up from the hospital. I was broken beyond repair now.

Hayat was furious to see my state. Amir carried me bridal style to his car waiting outside. I couldn't help but begin to wail. Omar used to carry me that way. Now he's

gone and he's getting married to someone else.

I had wasted my last hopes on him and even given him my virginity. I was now in a state of no retrieval.

"What happened Ily?" Hayat and Amir asked as we got home.

My home that Omar kidnapped me from months ago. The same room that had Omar's cologne trapped in it. It made me feel miserable and traumatised.

Why did I ever fall for him? Why? Why me?

I sat down on the ground crying so loudly. I wanted to left alone and die. I was fed up of this world of torture.

This had been my condition for days, after Omar left me forever.

My heart hurt all the time and I realised that I was pregnant. This pregnancy was going to be a living testimony of my true love for Omar and how he abandoned and lied to me.

I was never the same again. I was still that cheerful doctor but deep down, I was a fallen angel and it was all because my heart fell for a demon.

Hayat

Ever since Ily had been brought from that hospital, she was never the same. She used to have nightmares always of Omar. She hated to be left alone.

And now, she was pregnant with his child. Omar was a real fool for abandoning this beautiful friend of mine. She was already broken, now she was beyond repair.

He never told her that he was a prince and now, he's taken her virginity and he's left her for some stupid princess.

If there ever was anyway of getting back at him, I would gladly do it.

Amir had cut connections with him. He was infuriated by what happened to his stepsister. She almost killed herself because of a man

"Ily?" I called out to her.

She feigned a fake smile at me. She was 5 months pregnant and Omar didn't even have the slightest clue of it.

She decided to keep the pregnancy a secret from him.

"How are you doing hun?" I asked her. She just smiled sadly.

That was how it has been since he left her. She only answered in body language. She didn't want to speak, if not, she would say things that would only real her more.

I sat beside her and patted her on the head gently. That gesture made her cry.

I hugged her very tight as we cried to me.

"I'm expecting a baby boy Hayat" she spoke up for the first time in 5 months.

Hayat smiled and hugged her assuring her that everything would be alright.

She needed that, because later, she fell asleep on the bed while holding onto her pregnant tummy.

I walked out of the too to prepare dinner for her. My little Ilham , was too young for this. She had suffered a great deal on life and this one only added to the many numbers on the list.

I wish I could help her.

Omar

Leaving Ilham was the hardest thing I had ever done. Even though she was shattered, her last words before I left was

"H-Hope y-you f-find y-your h-happiness i-in h-her"

She still concerned about my happiness, even after this. I felt like a monster and it was all my father's fault.

Amir kept his promise. One thing, I'm not good at. He left me like he said he would, if I hurt Ilham.

He was angry at the fact that I couldn't fight for her love. I just let her go, like she wasn't worth it.

My close friend the prince of Persia Eldar, was also threatened by his father, but he fought for his love and now he's woman is pregnant with their first child.

I didn't know how to break it to him and my other childhood pals, like Mikail, Ibrahim, Jamil, Ali and Isra'il.

I had betrayed my love for her. I just winder how she's coping. It been 5 months since I left her. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her.

I got married to Kanita 3 months ago. And it has been all hell for her. I never liked her, so I decided to make life miserable for her.

I would give her work that the maids were supposed to do. She was getting fed up of all this.

She waited on vain for me to claim her. She sometimes tried to force herself on me, but I ended up beating the shit out of her.

She was a whore! That was obvious. And a whore was going to suffer under my hands. The day, I decided to claim her, I left her bleeding on the bed and crying her lungs out. No-one could hear her because of the soundproof doors and windows.

That would teach her, not to try and seduce me. I had waited for so long, in vain to get her to ask for a divorce but it wasn't coming.

It seemed like, she loved to be tortured.

My mafia and the mafias of my childhood friends, Mikail and Eldar, we're going to have a meeting to discuss issues about the newest Mafia in town.

The Red Alliance!

Those people were crazy and had set up many people already. The thing is that they were so sly that you never know how they do it.

Our meeting was brief, at the Sheikh Mansion, which belonged to my childhood best friend Mikail. Mikail's mafia was a powerful one. A very powerful one. More powerful than mine and even Eldar's combined.

He was more ruthless than I or Eldar was. But something had changed in him. He had married a very beautiful doll like girl.

She was very beautiful. Excuse me to say, even more beautiful than Layla and Ilham and she was a very soft spoken girl.

She was a shy looking girl with beautiful eyes. I was happy that the Devil amongst men Mikail, had found an angel to love and protect.

He was very overprotective over her.

Elder also came with his soon to be wife Layla. Layla was also very beautiful and she had the same name as Mika'il's wife. She was 5 months pregnant and had taken a great liking in her fellow lady Layla.

They looked like sisters. Just that Mikail's Layla was 17 and Eldar's Layla was 18.

Elder had immediately taken Mikail's Layla as his younger sister.

"You're my new best friend and favourite sister now" he announced as he hugged her slowly, earning a growl from Mikail.

She just giggled and hid her now red face in her palm.

Young, yet in love. I felt sad for Ilham.

Then, suddenly, the theme turned to me.

They begun asking me about Ilham and how I was going on without her.

I answered them truthfully. I couldn't bars to lie to them.

Mikail's Layla,whom we all called Dameyah(Doll) because of her doll-like features couldn't help but shed few tears

"You don't give up easily, if you love somebody. If you've been thinking about her, I'm sure she's been thinking about you too.

Just Trust The Process. Wait On God. Everything will be alright. If she's the one for you, you'll see how the tides will change.

Just believe in Allah" Layla a.k.a Dameyah or Doll said.

Her words really touched me in the core. I couldn't help but hug her lightly which earned me a growl from Mikail.

Mikail hugged her too and kissed her on the cheek too, emphasising the fact that she's His Alone.

We all just chuckled at him.

I was missing Ilham, but I knew that everything would be alright.

Jamal was going to be slaughtered, if I ever saw him.

Amir

I've been really silent since Ilham got pregnant. I was mad at Omar, but I knew there was a reason behind this.

Hayat had been a great friend of Ilham. She was always beside her. She never stayed long at the hospital. She would rush back home to Ilham.

She was very beautiful, and I couldn't help but fall for her

I knew it was too early but I had to get her to myself before someone else did.

As for that bastard Jamal! He just dug his own grave. He was able to escape, but not next time.

Honestly lovelies, I'm in love with my 3 best stories, so I decided, to intertwine them in a way, to make them in interrelated .

Hope you enjoyed this chapter tho '

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