CHAPTER 4

                                    

                                          
Date: 1 June, 2018
                          
Fourth cup
                          
I downed the fourth cup of coffee but the tardiness from the nightmare refused to leave my body. I had the same nightmare again and it was terrifying. If this nightmare meant anything, it sure as hell wasn't going to be a good news.
                          
I settled down the mug on my desk and groaned as my head throbbed. "Are you alright?" My friend, Lubna asked in a worried tone.
                          
"My head hurts and i have a class to teach in fifteen minutes. I don't know what to do" I replied,pressing my temples with either of my hands. I am a teacher and teach Management to higher classes. I don't know why i decided to be a teacher. This is such a tedious job. I should add it to my list of bad decissions.
                          
"Just go home and rest. You won't be able to teach in this condition."
                          
"No amount of rest is going to cure this" I mumbled
                          
"Why? What is wrong?" She crinkled her eyebrows in worry
                          
"Just a dream on a loop" I grunted
                          
"You want to talk about it?"
                          
"Not really" I puffed out a breath and closing my bag, i stood up from my chair "I think you are right. I am taking leave"
                          
I left after taking permission from the dean. Another thing i need to add to my list of bad decissions is not learning to drive. The school was not that far from my home. Normally I would walk easily, but with my head hell bent on playing somersaults inside me, the distance seemed longer than usual.
                          
Who the heck possessed me to say No when my Dad suggested me to learn driving?
                          
I continued walking whilst trying to maintain my fainting consciousness when the car came to hault beside me. I glanced through my peripheral vision at the black Car and continued my walking a bit faster this time. The road was dreary and my dramatic self started thinking of all the worst possibilities. Kidnapper. Rapist. Thief. 
                          
Shut up! I tried to shut my brain but it kept going on like a siren. I really need to stop watching movies.
                          
"Samreen?" The sound of my name startled me and i turned around to find Zayer's head peeking out of the car. I breathed out a sigh of relief as i realized it was not a kidnapper or a rapist.
                          
I walked towards him and leaned down to talk to him "What are you doing here? Why aren't you at work?" I asked
                          
"I have to go to airport. Come on Get in! I will drop you home" He offered. My stubborn self wanted to say No but recalling that not just a minute ago, i was listing my bad decissions, i decided not to add another one to it and just get in the damn car. I was anyway too drained out to argue.
                          
He drove off when i buckled the seat belt "Thank you" I said
                          
"Mention not"  he smiled as his eyes focussed on the road. He stole a glance towards me and frowned "Are you alright?" He asked
                          
No. I am not able to sleep because of you. I am having nightmares and you leave me alone in them. You, Mr. Zayer Qadri are my nightmare. I am not scared. I am not nervous. I am terrified. I am terrified to the extent that it makes shivers run down my spine. It makes my head spin with uncertainties. It makes me want to cry out loud.
                          
"Yeah. Just tired" I mumbled. "Why are you going to the airport by the way?" I asked
                          
"I have to pick up my Uncle and his family" he answered
                          
"Faria's family? Where were they?" I asked
                          
"Not them. He is my Uncle from my Mother's side. They finally decided to visit after years." He said