All Chapters of WHEN BEST FRIENDS LOVE : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 He was rushed to the A & E ward. Maryam and her team did every possible thing to make him stable. After running a lot of tests, she found out his blood pressure is  high which made him to faint. He was taken to a private room while she went out to inform his father and step mother about his condition.   

She was sitting comfortably on her office chair, going through a patient's file when she heard a soft knock on the door. "Come in," she says while still going through the file. He walked in and majestically sat on the chair provided for patients. "Hope I am not disturbing," he started. That was when she raised her head up to look at him. "Oh Yaya Mujahid." She stood up and sat back down. He could tell she was nervous by the way she kept blinking and breathing heavily. He smirked looking at her face.   

That red chamber has changed over the weeks.....not the same any more.....not at all.....it has locked its doors.....( no more ventilation ).....the air has turned stagnant.... the cobwebs have dwelled in every corner of that heart, billowed down like curtains.....the walls are leaking some of that crimson liquid though not enough to wake it up ......the pipe is coated with corrosion ........dripping small drops to the centre of it, where the remnants lie .........poor heart! There has to be a strong wind to come .......to change.....to open the doors and windows ..... a rain to wash clear that heart .......it has to be someone to fix it! And that someone is gone, forever. He has lost her. His biggest nightmare has come true.

On a plastic hallway chair sat a child, legs kicking in the air, clearing the floor by several inches as they swung back and forth. Maryam was mesmerized by the red rubber boots on his feet and blue duffle coat, somehow the kid reminded her of Paddington Bear. His face had unhealthy look to it and his eyes were hard open as he stared at nothing on the wall. Maryam stopped. The boy's legs weren't swinging in the care-free way she'd first assumed. Each one was more like a kick, sharp and pointed. She crouched down in front of him, letting the boy see her white coat and stethoscope. She fixed her veil and smiled sweetly at the boy. He stared at her with no expression on his face. She gently placed her palm on his cheek. &

She sat on her bed feeling all sorts of pain in her chest. She tightly squeezed the soft pillow as she let the tears roll down her eyes. He is not worth it! He is not worth it! She had no-one standing by her side. She never told Aydah and Mahmud was still at the hospital. "Why?" She questioned as she looked at the off white pillow. She let a soft giggle escape. She was asking a pillow why her life was so miserable. She caressed its cotton cover and laid down on the bed. She rocked herself back and forth as she tried to forget everything about him which was not possible. She was still in love with him. Someone might think she's sick in the head when she tells them she'd give him a second chance if he comes back. She believed he was only angry that is why he did what he did. But his eyes showed so much seriousness and his words sounded true to her ears and hurtful to h