Death Of Susan

Jenny's point of view…

   My heart skipped several beats as I saw his phone shattering to the ground.

  What could be the problem, did someone die? What happened?

  Questions were running through my mind yet I am afraid to ask him what happened. Either way I have to ask him so I embraced myself and asked.

   "What happened, Zain"

My voice was cool and collected, it has to be that way for him to be able to tell me. If he sees through me that I am afraid of whatever the news is, he would not have the heart to tell me. I breathed out, tears started to form in my eyes. I did not know what the phone call was but suddenly I got a bad feeling and my tears would not stop falling.

  Zain turned around, seeing me in tears, made his eyes moist.  

  He quickly rushed to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me tightly and rocking me gently.

This only made my tears flow faster. I was crying for no reason or maybe for a reason yet unknown to me. 

   "I don't even know why you are crying?"

He asked sorrowfully, kissing my hair.

   "What happened, Zain?"

I managed to ask, afraid of what he would say. If there is a way I would escape whatever it is, I would but I know it's not possible.

  "Susan is dead"

Was his simple response. My body went rigid in his arms and the time stood still. My breath hitched and I let my tears flow more. I knew something was wrong after all.

  "How can she be dead? I don't believe this. We both went to the hospital yesterday, didn't we? And she left without a glance. No way am I going to believe she is dead. This must be a joke.

  Zain palmed my face and stared at me lost, despite my tears, I could see the distance look in his eyes. 

   I pulled my face away from his palms and slumped to the ground, clutching my heart.

  "Noooooooooooo"

My screaming was deafening yet I continued to scream.

  Susan can't go like that, I know we are not the best of sisters but I love her too much. She can't do this to me, what about mom? Did she think of us before thinking of dying?

Zain sat on the floor before me and enveloped me in his arms

"Shhh, shh, shh Jenny."

He muttered as he put my head on his lap.

 "I am sorry darling"

He whispered softly into my ear trying not to startle me.

He kissed my hairline and hugged me tighter. 

  After a few moments I calmed down, taking deep breaths to calm myself. I lifted my head up, sniffling. I felt guilty for acting like a child and being so dramatic. I should be comforting him. He is in pain too.

   Zain's hands were still resting on my shoulders and I looked at them. His thumb caressed my cheek, looking deeply into my eyes. He leaned forward slowly and I closed my eyes anticipating what was coming next. A kiss was on my lips but instead of the softest touch, a rough, wet tongue met mine.

  I allowed him to kiss me because it looked like both of us needed the kiss.

  He pulled away after a moment and stared deeply into my eyes, I stared back.

  "We are going to be okay"

   His voice wavered and my breath hitched at hearing him sound like this, so vulnerable and scared.

 Reality was dawning on me faster than I can imagine. 

   I grabbed his shirt firmly, preventing him from moving away.

I moved my fingers through his black hair and smiled slightly.

  "I know we will but why? Why did she have to go?"

My voice quiver and fresh tears spilled from my ears. 

  I buried my face on his chest and sobbed

     I should be strong but I can't, I have lost the strength to be strong. Susan did not play fair to us.

   Zain took hold of my face and caressed my cheek tenderly.

   "Believe me on this, we will be fine"

I pulled away slowly and gazed into his brown orbs, my eyes glistened with tears.

    "If only I can believe him"

I thought and nodded to what he said. I have got to be strong for him, the baby and mom. Life always took us unaware.

   "Come on"

He said pulling me on my feet and grabbing my scarf,

"I can't leave you here, I am taking you to Thomas's place because I need to rush to the hospital"

I said nothing but to follow him out of the house.

  I needed someone around me and I couldn't go to the hospital with him so Thomas' place was the best option for me.