Danish, is she okay?

Danish pov:

I do not know what to do now. How could mom let me choose between them?? I sigh and sit down.

Mia is my twin sister, and I know mom and dad are not fair to her.

If I am honest, I do not know why, but for me, she is equal to my other sisters.

I want to help her, but she is pushing me away, and she is not telling me anything about how she feels.

I am worried about her, and I am afraid that this will be too much for her to handle.

I know she always tells me to mind my own business, but I won't listen to her.

I stood up and started looking for her.

First, I go to the living room, but they are not there, so I go to the bedroom.

They are not there either.

Then I think outside, but since I know my mom would not do that.

I think about something else.

And then something comes to my mind, but mom can not do that to my sister.

My mom is not that bad, right?? But I was not sure, so I ran to the garden and walked to the small room.

When I was little, I always played in this room, but a storm came, and the roof broke down, so I stopped going to it.

I walked to the room, but it was dark.

I could not see anything.

Mia!! Are you there?

"Yeah, here I am," she says barely getting the words out.

I go back to the house and grab a flashlight.

I tested it to see if it would work and ran back to Mia.

Miii, are you okay?? I always call her that, but she does not like it, but I can not hear anything.

I put the flashlight on, and there she was on the ground like she was dead. I quickly go to her.

Mia, please wake up!! Mii pleaseee. I was crying and did not know what to do.

"I told you not to call me by that name," she says.

I look up, shocked at her.

"What? You thought I was dead??" She asks me.

I look at her and see that her head is bleeding. I gently grab her head and ask, "What happened?? Did mom do this to you??

"Ouw ouwww!! It hurts, Danish!!" she says.

I am sorry, I say and let her go.

"I was just joking, and I am fine, do not worry about me."

You are hurt, but you still manage to joke?? I smile at her.

She looks at me and tries to stand up, but she falls on the ground again.

Hey!! Don't stand up. It seems your head is badly injured, I say.

She looks at me and shakes her head.

Just stay here.

I will get a blanket and a mattress for you. I say.

"No! Danish, please, you will be in trouble if mom sees you," she says.

But I pretended like I did not hear her and walked away.

I walked inside the house, went straight to one of the bedrooms and took a blanket and a mattress out.

When I wanted to go back, my mom saw me and asked, " Danish! Where are you going with that??"

I was soo frightened and stayed in my place, thinking of a way that she would believe.

Uhhh, and then something came to my mind.

"I was planning to sleep with Ava because she wanted to talk to me, I said, hoping she would believe me.

"Danish, is she okay?"

No, mom. She is fine. We are just catching up.

I am just going to sleep there, don't worry about it. I say.

"Okay, but take a thick blanket so that you won't catch a cold."

Oh, how I wish she would give this love she is giving me to my sister as well, I think in my head.

I will, mom, don't worry.

She smiles, and then she walks away.

Since I said I would sleep with Ava, I took an extra blanket and mattress and ran back before she questioned me again.

I go to Mia and give her the blanket and mattress.

When she saw I was coming, she stood up to help me, but I warned her not to stand up with fierce in my eyes.

"Okay, okay. I won't help you. Calm down." says Mia.

I just shot her a smile and did the mattress for her.

After I finished, I told her to sleep and put the blanket on her.

I look at her head injury and ask if it still hurts.

"Yeah, just a little bit," she says.

Okay, I will get something for your injury.

I will also get something that you can eat. I say.

"But isn't mom going to be mad?" She asks.

It is alright. Mam thinks I was going to sleep with Ava anyways, I say.

When I wanted to walk away, she called me " Danish," she looked hesitant at first.

"Why are you so nice to me??" She asks.

Are you seriously asking me that, Mia??

"Yeah," she says with tears in her eyes.

Because you are my twin sister and I love you, I don't care if my parents don't love you and if I am being honest, I don't know why they behave like that towards you, but the thing I have learned is that I need to be there for my siblings whenever they need me.

And I know it is not fair what our parents are doing.

That is why I am here for you.

So that you won't feel alone and so that you know that whenever you need someone, you can always come to me, I say, wiping away her tears.

"Thank you, Danish. I don't know how to show my gratitude toward you," she says.

You don't have to, but please, there is only one thing I want to ask from you.

"What is it??" She says.

Share your feelings with me, please.

Whenever you need me, know that I am here.

Just don't push me away.

That is all I want to ask from you. I told Mia.

"Maybe it seems easy for you to share my feelings, but I can't Danish. I am afraid that I will get hurt if I open myself up," she says.

It is fine.

Just know that I am there for you whenever you need me. I say.

" I know, and that is why I felt guilt towards you, Danish, but please give me time. I will try to open myself up." She says

I give her a reassuring smile, saying that I will be patient.

After a while, I go away to get some food for her. I go into the house and go straight to the kitchen.

I open the microwave to see that there is a bowl full of rice and chicken in it. I sigh in relief and take the plate and some water in a bottle.

Then I go to my room to get some painkillers and some bandages.

I go back to Mia and help her to sit up.

I pick up the plate and try to feed her, but she then says, " I can feed myself."

I roll my eyes and give her the spoon, and then she begins to eat like she didn't eat in days.

I chuckle, and then she looks at me with her eyes saying, " don't you dare laugh at me" I put my hands in surrender.

After a while, we hear footsteps. I look startled at Mia and see that she is gripping the blanket in fear.

I stand up and say that I will have a look.

She tries to stop me, but I don't listen to her and walk out of the door.

It was Ilham.

My older sibling. She walks up to me and asks me what I am doing here??

Uhhh, It is none of your business, I say.

But what are YOU doing here??? I ask her

"Ohhh, I wanted to check on Mia." She says.

How did you know she was here?? I say.

You just told me, she says with a duh tone.

I literally slap myself but compose myself fast to ask her a question, but she beats me to it and says, " I didn't know she was here, but since it was the last place I didn't have a look at, I thought I would have a look but thanks to you I know she is here now."

I look at her, but something comes to my mind, and I ask her.

"Why would you care about where she is??

You have never cared about her.

That is none of your business, she says and walks towards Mia.