**”Bismillahir rahmaanir raheem”
-in the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful-**
“Sabreen! Sweety… Do you have any idea how worried I was about you… Are you alright? Look at you… You’re soaking wet…” And hilda continued to fuss in her hysteric yet relieved state..
Sabreen was distraught.. She didn’t want to be found. She didn’t care that hilda was worried and she didn’t care that she was wet. Infact, she was angry that hilda had found her.
She didn’t say a word as they drove home.
Once they got home, hilda got her changed into dry clothes and dried her wet hair too.
She got her a warm mug of hot chocolate and brought it up to her room.
“Why’d you just run off like that sweety? What’s the matter? Do you not like it here?” Hilda asked sabreen after she had taken her first sip of hot chocolate.
Sabreen just looked into her cup without saying anything.
If only hilda knew. Its not that she didn’t like it here. She loved it here. And she didn’t want to go back home. But she didn’t have the courage to answer.
Hilda sighed and got up to leave the room.
She hesitated for a while and stood at the door before saying..
“If you’re not happy here my darling… We’ll take you home. Just please don’t run away. Your mum and dad want you back so uncle mike and I will take you home tomorrow morning after breakfast…”
Sabreen began feeling anxious as soon as hilda closed the door. Her chest tightened and she could feel her heartbeat increasing. She was stressing out. Couldn’t hilda just know that she didn’t want to go back. She didn’t have enough courage to say what she needed to. especially after she had run away. And now that her stress levels were at its peak, it seemed to have caught her vocal cords too. She couldn’t talk.
She needed to think of a way. What could she do to escape going back home?
Sabreen placed her empty mug on the side pedestal of her bed and had an urge to use the bathroom all the while trying to solve this puzzle. Alice had told her once while teaching her to build a 4 piece puzzle that every puzzle could be solved. Puzzles were made to be solved. But she just couldn’t solve this puzzle of her life. She didn’t know the solution. Was a piece to this complicated puzzle missing?
As she sat on the toilet pan, her eyes fell on the cabinet beneath the sink that lay slightly ajar.
She caught a glimpse of a bottle of aspirin.
As soon as she jumped off the toilet, she opened the cabinet and discovered that this was where hilda and mike kept all their medication.
She had an idea..
Sabreen double checked that the bathroom door was locked and returned to the cabinet to inspect the different kinds of medication.
She couldn’t read so it was hard to tell what was what. She only knew the aspirin bottle because she was used to it from home. she was often told to take an aspirin when she was ill.
There were pills of different sizes and colours and there were some syrups too.
Sabreen wasn’t particularly fond of putting nasty tasting things in her mouth so she filled the gargling tumbler with water from the basin and sat down with a couple of pills..
This was her solution. Putting an end to her clueless, useless life.
Once all these pills were taken, she was sure that she would be dead and never have to feel another day of sadness or pain again.
Today was her final day. She drank as many as her tummy could handle and left the bathroom once she’d disposed of the empty boxes, bottles and medicine packets in the dustbin.
She lay on the bed waiting for the final moments when she would eventually not feel anything anymore.
She waited and waited and everytime she felt like nothing was happening, she went back to the bathroom for more.
Until finally, she dosed off into an extremely deep, almost comatose state.
Jazakallaah soooo much to everyone for their heartfelt duas and understanding.. Continue with those duas though and keep the comments coming too…
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