she's not alone

(Asif's pov)

When she called, she sounded scared and terrified, I went out and was on my way home but then I saw an unknown number, at first I wanted to ignore it but something told me to pick up and when I did I heard rahma's voice, when she cut off the call I became more worried.

She sent me the address and soon I was speeding off while praying to God that everything was okay.

It kept on raining nonstop and for a minute I started to think if something really horrible was going on.

Soon I made my way to a busy street, I arrived in front of a house what felt seriously eerie.

Looking at the environment, I got alarmed, what was rahma doing here in the first place?.

I knocked the door but there was no response, and that didn't help, I opened the door and it was locked.

Next thing I knew I was already trying to break the door open, after multiple tries the door opens but once I saw the view of the living room my heart sank.

I saw broken piece of glass, there was blood on the couch and torn pieces of clothes.

Fuck!, What happened here?.

I started shouting Rahma's name but there was no response just silence, I desperately looked around trying to find her and then I saw a trail of blood.

Ya Allah please keep her safe, please.

I followed the trail with heavy footsteps, it was terrible because I just realized that I fell in love with a black girl I met a few weeks and bearly talked to but sometimes you don't have control over your feelings.

And today I realized that I might have lost her.

Next thing I went through the back door and then i saw more blood.

I had to admit it, I was scared not because of the blood but because of the fact that it could be her blood.

I was still searching when I heard a scream and next thing I knew I was running towards where I heard the scream.

My steps hastened when I saw a figure of rahma in a pool of blood.

My heart shattered as I ran to her, hoping and praying that she was okay.

Just as I reached her and called her name she fainted.

I didn't care about the body I saw next to her, I carried her bridal style and rushed towards my car.

Her breathing was out of control and her body kept shaking nonstop.

I gently laid her body on the back seat, and made my way back home.

When I arrived I didn't care to park my car, I couldn't fucking think, something was definitely wrong with her, her clothes were stained with blood but she wasn't bleeding which I thank Allah for.

I quickly rushed into the house while calling my mother's name.

"Ummi!, Ummi!" And soon I saw her coming out of the kitchen with Aleena.

"What's wrong why were you-" she couldn't complete her sentence when she saw me holding a motionless rahma.

"What on earth!" Aleena said when she saw rahma.

"Mom please do something, she's not waking up." I said to my mom sounding desperate but I don't fucking care right now.

My mom gave me orders to take rahma to the guest room and that's what I did.

When I laid her on the bed, I saw Aleena walking through the door together with my mother, with some clothes

"You'll have to leave, we'll take it over from here." My mom said.

"I'll be right outside."

"You need to go and change to, you're soaking wet right now." Aleena said, I wanted to protest but knew it would be of no use.

I made my way outside the room and went over to my room to take a quick shower and change.

Once I was done I went straight to the visitors room.

There I saw my mother sitting beside rahma while making some Duas.

When my mom heard my footsteps she turned her gaze away from the unconscious rahma and looked at me.

She stood up and made her way over to me

"Her breathing has gone back to normal now, and she should wake up any minute from now." My mom whispered to me.

"I'll stay with her Ma, you can go rest now." I said to my mom while she gave me the are you sure look.

"Don't worry, I'll just watch over her." I said reassuringly to her and she finally sighed and left the room.

Once my mom closed the door, it was quite, silence enveloped the room as I made my way towards the bed.

There she said, a beautiful black Melanin, she looked peaceful and powerful even in her sleep.

What made me attracted to her first was her eyes, the way she stared at me the first day I had a class with her.

She always looked curious and her eyes held hurt and pain in them and it was like she always tried fighting the pain.

Whenever she looked at me she looked broken and whenever I came for her she looks at me like I'm the only one that's been there.

I get that people pass through hell in their lives but she's just sixteen and I can't imagine what she's been through just because she's a black.

When we talk in school, it's easy to Sense the void and longing in her voice, no matter how hard she tries to hide it.

Sometimes I just want to pull her close, hug her and tell her that it's going to be okay.

That I'll be here even when no one is, falling in love with a black has it's consequences but I'm ready to face them.

She probably doesn't feel the same way about me but that won't change how I feel about her.

I want to be the one, I may sound crazy to others cause I met her and it hasn't even been a month but just the few times I've spent with her, I've seen a different person.

A strong female who struggles hard each day but smiles and I'm not one to fight back my feelings, I'll rather embrace them, I'll let her know that she's not alone.

That I Asif Ahmad Zubair will always be here for her from now on she's not alone in this battle, I'll stay till the end.

My thoughts were broken when I heard her muffled voice, I quickly went over to her and held her hands, she started shaking again which made me to almost panic but I told myself that I had to be the strong one Among us.

(Rahma's pov)

"Rahma, your safe now." I heard his soothing voice which calmed me down.

I slowly opened my eyes when all what happened came back flooding my brain, soon the tears were streaming down my cheeks when I remembered that Margret was no more.

It didn't matter how she treated me, she was ready to change but she had to die last minute.

I felt a cold hand wiping my tears and i looked over to see Asif standing there.

And that's when it registered in my brain that I wasn't on the street anymore and Asif was standing beside me.

I remembered when I saw him before

I fainted, he probably brought me here.

I wanted to ask him about Margaret but a part of me was mentally stressed to do that.

I suddenly felt the need for more warmth and I slowly raised my body to sit and my hands moved on its own Accord and embraced Asif.

At first he stiffed and didn't hug me back but just when I was about to drop my hands I felt his big hands wrap around my waist and he whispered to my ears and said.

"Rahma I'll always be here for you, now and forever." And that made me hug him even more tight.

I had this warm and fuzzy feeling inside my stomach again but for once I felt at peace and a part of me felt happy again.

"Thank you Asif." That's all I was able to whisper back.

Next thing I know he pushed me back to bed and kissed my forehead.

That kiss, it felt like it held a lot of meanings and promises, I wanted to worry about Margaret, about Mrs Monroe, and about Victoria but a part of me just wanted to let go of all the stress, and pain.

"Get some sleep now, Goodnight." Asif said to me as he stood up to go and I found myself holding his wrist and stopping his steps.

"Don't go." I said while pleading with my eyes.

"I won't." He said back to me which made me feel at ease again.

He went over to the couch and switched off the lights before saying goodnight again.

I didn't know if Asif was asleep but I didn't sleep immediately, some questions kept running through my head.

'what's going on between me and Asif now, is he really just a friend?, Does he really care about me or does he just pity me?, Should I start assuming things now?, I mean his actions and words always had a lot of meanings and he never cared to conceal his emotions unlike me.'

But something told me to just go with the flow and she where this takes me.

For me life is unpredictable but I'll do my best to make my stories better, I know the heartache isn't over yet, and the challenges will come up again but I'll try and fight each day but for now I just wish for happy moments.

A/N.

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