LOGINKIMBERLYI avoided Hassan for the rest of the school hours which wasn’t hard to do since I remained in the class even during lunch hours.Zeena could not understand why I wasn’t feeling hungry enough to go to the cafeteria with her but she did not bother me too much about it.I heard my phone ping in my bag and reached for itIt was Asif checking up on me and our date.Asif- Just checking to confirm that you haven’t canceled on me, KittenNow why will I do that? I am just rounding up a couple of classes before we see tonight.Asif- I am dropping a package for you tonight so you should probably hurry back home before it arrives.What is it?Asif- Something that would look absolutely fabulous on you.I smiled at this, my cheeks reddening.Tell me what it is, I hurriedly typed.Three dots appeared to indicate he was typing.Asif- Now what sort of man would that make me? You have to find out yourself, KittenI groaned, typing furiously.Is it a dress? I asked.Asif- Something in that rega
KIMBERLY“I want us to talk”I sighed and turned around, my eyes reaching Hassan’s.I knew he had probably been waiting for me to cycle in so he could pounce but right now, I was so not in the mood for his threats.If he wanted to go to Zeena with talks about her father and me then he should… not like she was going to believe a word that comes out of his mouth anyways.“What do you want?” I asked, positioning my bike in its regular spot.I made a mental note to check the seat because it was shaking and creaking all morning as I cycled here.“You seem to be forgetting that you owe me a conversation and I am here to collect”He folded his arms around his chest and leaned towards me.In the past, this move would have confounded my head and sent my blood racing for sure but right now all I was feeling was mild irritation.I could now see him for what he was… the spoilt brat he was and it was not looking pretty.I folded my arms, mirroring his stance and glaring up at him.“So talk, Hassan.
ASIFAzeena informed me that Kimberly had returned home the minute I asked for her.I tried not to make it obvious how disappointed I was with that information but it would seem I did not do a very good job because my daughter asked immediately why I was looking so forlorn.“I wanted to add something to your list of birthday present and she has the list” I lied smoothly.I watched Azeena smile, clapping her hands lightly.“I will let her know so she maybe calls you about it? I will be giving her your number too so expect her call” she told me.I nodded, watching as my daughter bounded up the steps in delight up to her room.There had obviously been no need to mention I already had Kimberly’s number or that I was racing to my office so I could phone her.Hassan had said it wasn’t a competition but judging by his behaviour at the dinner table last night; it was exactly what he was making it.I should cut off his allowance so he understands who the boss is in my own home, I thought.It w
KIMBERLYAfter Hassan left the dinner table, I peered towards Asif to gauge his thoughts but his face revealed nothing and Azeena chatted away oblivious to the obvious tension at the table and while I chewed away at my food which tasted like paper, I wondered why Asif would not look at me.Was he angry at me because of Hassan’s behaviour?What have I done to warrant his cold demeanor?I chalked the food down, my throat very dry while Azeena continued speaking whilst eating and Asif maintained his gaze on his daughter’s face not looking in my direction.I made sure to clear my plate and then I rose to my feet, pushing the chair backwards… only then did he look in my direction and with just a gaze that housed mild curiosity.“Thank you very much for the food” I muttered.He said nothing while Azeena voiced her thanks and jumped to her feet with her plate. I followed behind her with mine when all I wanted to do was take a seat beside him and ask what the matter was and why he was pointed
HASSANIt was strange that even with the knowledge that Kimberly had probably fucked my father in his office and under the roof of her best friend, I still wanted her.My father was the devil himself and I was going to make sure whatever hold he had on Kimberly did not stand. She was scared I was going to rat her out to my sister but that was far from the truth and it was better she did not know that.I was going to take my father’s kitten right from under his nose. He had asked me on the night of the party if I thought he and I were in a competition and it was pretty funny how he thought too highly of himself when I was cut right out of the same coat as he.I am learning from the best, I thought as I smiled cynicallyAzeena and Kimberly soon descended but my father was nowhere in sight; the bastard who had ruined my flower like he did every innocent thing he touched.Kimberly did not look in my direction as she took a seat beside Azeena which meant that she was facing me at the table
KIMBERLYIf there was something I knew about men, they never liked to talk about their making out with the girl they had made out with and so I got up on my feet after Asif had wiped my mouth clean and excused myself; I was livid with excitement but I did not want him to see that.I wanted to act aloof because if this was going to head anywhere, I needed to always act disinterested or at least that is what I have heard.It was as though Hassan was waiting for the opening of the door because he appeared at my side observing me with disappointed eyes.“You scared me, Hassan” I said as I tried to walk away from him“I scared you? You have been with my father in his enclosed space all day and that did not scare you?” He asked“Why should it? You heard him… we were discussing your sister’s birthday. He wants to surprise her and is asking for my opinion”Hassan began laughing which stopped me in my tracks as I stared at him like he had definitely lost his mind. I wondered what was funny and







