Uncle-Niece Relationship

   Owen walked into his brother's room looking grumpy. He sat on one of the big sofas after scanning the whole place. He hates to be woken up earlier in the morning but since the incident with Susan, he decided that anything that has to do with Zain, he would never complain. He kind feel it's his fault Zain lost Susan. Zain is supposed to be Claire's father but because of his blind love for Susan,he had to be the one who fathered Claire and at thirty Eight, Zain has no son or daughter due to his accident. 

   Zain was up and smoking, it gets worse everyday. Zain had turned from the sweet guy he knows to a heartless being who doesn't think about anyone else except himself unless the person is family.

  Funny enough, Zain doesn't play with Claire, he is more into Claire than Owen is and Owen is so cool with it. He got this joy down his spine whenever Claire and Zain hangs out together, they have got this great uncle-niece relationship, anyone who doesn't know that the ZIDATs has to son, would think Zain is Claire's father.

Owen covered his nose, he could not really stand how awful the room is smelling.

  "You have got to quit smoking and drinking Zain, it's not good for your health" Owen spoke as Zain took another puff of the cigarette.

"F*ck off Owen, I'm fine! you don't tell me what to do" Zain said while coughing.

  "I know I don't tell you what to do but for the sake of your life, you have got to stop. For how long will you smoke your lungs out?" Owen asked sadly

"As long as I want to." Zain shrugged.

"Well, I don't think Claire wants you to continue doing that." 

  At the mention of Claire, Zain stilled and turned towards him,"She doesn't have to know unless you tell her."

  Owen expected that reply from him. He says that all the time. He loves Claire with his life but Owen is not sure if Zain will quit smoking and drinking because of Claire

  "Anyways, I did not call you here to come lecture me. I want the report of the Eternon Messi Corporation"

  "You mean, the one who wants to buy ten percent shares of ZIDAT CORPORATION?"

  Zain nodded and took another puff out of his cigarettes.

  "What report again? All you need to know I have tabled it out for you." Owen said grumpily. He wasn't happy that Zain has to call him up so early in the morning to demand for a report on Eternon Messi Corporation. That report has been given and he seemed satisfied with it, now he is demanding for it again. 

  "I think I need a fresh report and if you are complaining, I will get someone else to do it for me"

Zain said sternly and Owen sighed. Here he goes again.

  "Alright, I will give you a fresh report before the end of tomorrow. Can I go now?"

Zain nodded without sparing him a glance.

  "Tell Claire that I am taking her to school myself"

Owen nodded and stood up. As he was leaving the room, a thought crossed his mind. He didn't know why but something about Zain's behaviour makes him think that maybe there is something wrong with Eternon Messi Corporation. He hopes Zain is fine, he's worried but he can't bring himself to admit it out loud.

"See ya later kid bro" Zain shouted after Owen.

  Owen ignored him and left the room. The moment he walked out of the door, a sigh escaped Zain's mouth. He dropped the bottle of whiskey and threw away the last stick of the cigarette.

  "I hate mornings"

He murmured, closing his eyes.

Tasha's point of view…..

   I stood in front of my closet looking at nothing in particular. The closet wasn't open, my reflection was the only thing staring back at me.

  Thirteen Years and I am here, still in Little London but not at Auntie Lowell's place. Yeah, you heard that right. I left her place eight years ago. How I managed with her for five years, I can't still tell. The experience was horrible.

  She had thought I was going back home when I told her I was leaving. To her surprise, I moved further into town and rented a place for myself. 

  She tried turning me into a Barbie that I am not but at last I showed her that you can't really change who people are. You might try but you will never.

  Mom gave up on me but Trucy stuck around. He visits once in a while which I am cool with. He kind of became the only friend I have.