Chapter 2 THE BETRAYAL

Kayra's P.O.V

"He never loved me Zinat, I was just a toy for him," sobbed a defeated Aayat. She lost everything, her love, her family, and her friends.

She could not believe that she would be back-stabbed by the one who showed her the light. She looked at the promise ring on her finger and threw it away.

"I hate you! I hate you for everything," she yelled. Zinat let her cry for a while, then hugged her.

"Enough! no more tears," she whispered to her broken friend. "Aayat, get a grip of yourself! You cannot let them win," she encouraged.

"What Aayat? They killed Aayat, Aayat was weak, emotional, and fragile! He killed her! He killed his Aayat!" she yelled. "Then make them pay, make them regret hurting you" suggested Zinat.

"How? They know my every weakness and every strength," Aayat sighed, defeated. "I'll give you some time to figure this out! Know your worth and fight back," replied Zinat before leaving Aayat.

Aayat looked scrolled through her phone gallery, she went through every single picture of them together. They were happy, he was her happiness.

Her world revolved around him. Somewhere deep down she hoped that whatever she heard, and saw was a misunderstanding, but unfortunately, everything was true.

She has been betrayed by the one whom she dreamt of spending her whole life and to make it worse he chose to cheat on her with the enemy.

Aayat looked at herself in the picture, her hazel brown eyes were radiating with happiness and her hair was undeniably beautiful.

She had a smile plastered on her face which displayed her dimples. Those dimples that he would incessantly compliment and kiss. Aayat analysed the picture carefully, his dimples and baby face were what attracted her to him.

However, she fell in love with him because of his character. She thought that he was sincere, honest, and pure but he proved her wrong.

After a while, Aayat decided to meet her close friends and inform them about her decision. "You guys want me to fight back, fine I will! But from now on Aayat is dead, because Aayat was weak," she informed.

Her friends looked shocked at the fury burning through her eyes. "well, if not Aayat then what should we call you munchkin?" asked her friend who stroke her cheek and hugged her.

"Exactly, think what other names your munchkin has?" she replied as he pinched her cheeks.

"Kayra!" Stated Zinat. "Well, then from now on we will call you Kayra only. Aayat's existence would only remain a memory. We will help you through this but on one condition" said her room-mate.

"What condition?" she asked. "well, no more hurting yourself! You will not morn anymore! I want my roomie back!" she stated which made Kayra laugh. "Well then, be it. I love you people. Thanks for being here" she said and hugged them.

* 4 YEARS AGO*

Aayat's P.O.V

He stood there like a shield in front of me, I was finally safe. Away from the noise of the fights and bullying, I was finally at peace. I caressed his cheeks and engulfed myself in his arms. Suddenly, I hear my mom's voice.

"Aayat, wake up you'll be late for class,'' she yelled. "mom I don't have classes today it's Wednesday" I replied feeling exhausted.

"I know sweetie, but you still have replacement because of your cousin's wedding" she explained. I grumbled and got ready. There was one thing that I hated beyond everything and that was meeting new people.

This new scheduled because of my cousin's wedding messed up my life. I had to spend two weeks with unknown people in another batch. I tied my hair in a ponytail and rushed out of the house.

There was a weird feeling in my stomach, and it could be seen from my face that I was nervous. Luckily among the crowd of unknown faces, I noticed familiar one, Raksha. I was praying that she would stay with me.

I walked up to her and hugged her, she knew me enough to say that all I wanted to do was to run away and hide in a corner. She introduced me to her cousin Adarsh and the guy who was sitting next to him, Abyad.

I smiled at him, and he smiled back. At that instant, I felt happy, genuinely happy after such a long time just by his smile. He then moved his attention to his work. I, on the other hand, just stood there and watched him explaining the notes to Adarsh.

I was brought back to reality by the teacher who asked me to sit in the front row which was the other end of the class as he was sitting completely at the back.

The next week during the same class, we talked a bit. I appreciated him, his way of speaking and his style.

He was simple and cute, charming a bit, but he was perfect in my eyes.

Unfortunately, this was the last day that I would see him, for I would move back to my old schedule after that class.

That day he asked me for my name on Facebook and without any second thought, I gave it to him. In a fraction of a second Adarsh added me. I laughed at his impatience. That day I knew two things;

1. Adarsh and I are going to be really good friends

2. Abyad had something special in him and I liked him.