18. Regret.

Haneef POV.

I sat close to her, taking her hands in mine, my eyes glued to her petite statue; Her chest rising and falling, coupled with her low but audible breaths.

I watched as the fluid from the IV drip trickled down into her veins causing me to heave another exasperated sigh. It's been three goddamn hours since she blacked out and she is still not regaining consciousness.

Tears stung my eyes as I continue to suppress those emotions viciously tugging at my heartstrings.

I am the world's meanest guy right? Yeah I know that. Am starting to hate myself, I shouldn't have done this no matter what. I should have begged mom more, maybe this wouldn't have happened.

As a result of what I did, here is my Haneefah lying on a hospital bed. I can't even call her parents cause I don't know how to explain the reason why she fainted to them.

Everything is ju