The Repents

By Maham Sohail

Mavis, a normal teenage girl with usual teenage problems, has seen her true love in life shattered right in front of her eyes. Sigh. Trust has been shatteredas life had no meaning now.

Just when Chad Randolph arrives and spins her life around, makes her feel wanted, and teaches her what love actually is and what life actually has to give, a day before their wedding, when the last farewell of their lives was bidden, a car runs over Chad when he was dreamily waving at her. She was left on the cold hospital ground with splashes of blood on her white wedding gown.

Bad omen, will Mavis ever find her way back to life?
Will she be able to live through her loss?
Do all the fairy tales have happy endings?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Apr 24, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524598570

Maham Sohail

My name is Maham Sohail. I am a Pakistani girl in her teens living through all the tragedies and happiness a teenage girl lives through. I write stories as a passion and currently got into a medical college for my bachelors degree in dental surgery. My life is not different than all those girls out there. I live with my parents, I have two little brothers. My father is an army officer; he's in the medical core. A paediatrician by profession, he's my inspiration towards becoming a doctor and helping everyone around me. As an army brat we kept moving around to different places, got posted after every 2-3 years, so my education is from all parts of Pakistan. I started my schooling in Rawalpindi. And then shortly got posted to Gilgit; where my basic education began; Mountain Public School which was owned by a British couple who got shifted to Pakistan. I did my O'levels; from The City School Mirpur, AJK, and secured A* in English that's where my inspiration to write begins. That's when I realized I had the ability to write a complex novel with literary devices.

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THE REPENTS

MAHAM SOHAIL

Copyright © 2017 by Maham Sohail.

ISBN:            Softcover      978-1-5245-9856-3

                        eBook            978-1-5245-9857-0

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 03/30/2017

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Contents

Chapter 1 Here Goes….Nothing!

Chapter 2 The Wait!

Chapter 3 Hopes

Chapter 4 Flashback!

Chapter 5 The Happy Moment

Chapter 6 The Dairy!

Chapter 7 Normal….Maybe?

Chapter 8 Here She Is

Chapter 9 The Mistake

Chapter 10

Chapter 11 The Helpful Neighbour!

Chapter 12 Robbed!

Chapter 13 Healing Wounds

Chapter 14 The Goodbye

Chapter 15 Wedding Gown

Chapter 16 Tick-Tock

Chapter 17 Santiago De Compostela

Chapter 18 Finally There!

Chapter 19 Family Weekend

Chapter 20 Life’s Worth Living

Chapter 21 Rio De Janeiro!

Chapter 22 I- A Bad Omen

Chapter 23 The Football Match

Chapter 24 Beyond Limits

Chapter 25 A New Suffering

Chapter 26 The Caged Bird

Chapter 27 The Dreamless Night

Chapter 28 My Distractions

Chapter 29 Romeo And Juliet

Chapter 30 The Happily Ever After!

Chapter 1

Here goes….Nothing!

19th October 2015, 6:29pm.

The day almost spun me to my core. It was the day when everything was over, everything was miserable and numb.

Just my fluffy throw, sobs and bed and I!

Nothing but guilt and tears of regret. One day I’m jumping with excitement and another me under my covers crying my eyes out. Harry!

He was my life and utterly everything I ever dreamt of and just one mistake jerked me and threw me out of his life. Tears filled up my eye, when he finally replied after two long hours of waiting

I can’t live with a girl who cheated on me. A girl who didn’t care about a four year relationship. It’s OVER. He texted.

I was sitting on my bed when the phone went ‘ping’; I rushed to it and fell blank. My head went numb, hot tears gushed out of my eyes and the adrenaline rush was so strong that I couldn’t feel anything. I was as if I were dead.

Being me sucked. Being me on this supposedly gorgeous night, with the supposedly gorgeous snow looming in five-foot drifts outside my bedroom window, double-sucked. And add to the sad, aching, devastating lack of Harry. I was cold and alone and probably lumpish. I hated feeling sorry for myself, but this was utterly my fault. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for myself.

Because, I missed Harry so much.

Because our breakup, which was only a week old and was an open wound, was my own fault.

Life is not a joke, and I treated it to be like a fairytale which would always go like I wished them to. Not caring what effect this would have on others.

I rolled over and grabbed my iPod from my bedside table. Selected my ‘Dark Days’ playlist, which was made up of every single melancholic song that ever existed and hit play my iPenguin gloomily flipped her wings as ‘Fools in Love’ hummed from her plastic body.

Then I returned to the main menu and scrolled through until I reached ‘Photos’. I knew I was entering a dangerous territory, but I didn’t care. I highlighted the first picture to come up was the very first picture I took of Harry. He was wearing his green shirt with black hangover trousers, smiling at me with that shine in his dazzling eyes. Whenever he looked at me his eyes had that intense look that clearly said ‘You’re mine’. I would do anything to get that look back for I remember that last time we talked on call all he had on his lips was Why? Why did you do it, Mavis? Why? And I had nothing to say for it was a mistake.

That night Harry and I had a fight over the same old issue. I wanted him to own me and to show his love more and he argued that I want to be showy and that I wanted him to show off. While he wanted me hidden and liked me to be only for him. He didn’t like it when I talked to other guys or wearing dresses that made him feel that I’m showing off. He was of a thinking that I only belong to him, so no one else should look at me or try to show their rights on me.

But, sometimes it got irritating because I felt like I can look after myself and there’s no need to argue or shout.

It was on a party at Charlie’s place and we went in together but he totally ignored me and went off with his friend, I knew that he was trying to make me realize my mistake. I got outrageously angry for I just demanded a little attention.

I took several large gulps of wine, when Charlie came and sat next to me. He was one of the cheesiest people in our college and was famous of his flattery talks. I knew he liked me he tried to talk but I ignored.

Mavis….. Babe things aren’t always glittery you know Harry is losing interest in you. He isn’t even your type you might wanna reconsider. He said.

Charlie. I’m not in a mood to talk alright. Please leave me alone, I shuddered at him.

Well Brenda keeps talking about him…. She has Calculus with him. She said he was quiet helpful, he teased.

Charlie! I said Shutup! I don’t wanna talk, I got furious.

Cool down Babes….. You know I’m just trying to calm you down, he held my hand You’re a type of girl for whom people would spend their lives explaining their love.

He knelled down and kissed me and miraculously I kissed him back. His warmth got onto me and for a minute I felt like it was Harry. When I opened my eyes, a disgust feeling drained into me and I pushed him back and ran towards my car and drove home.

I felt so sorry for what I had done. I felt so wrong, that flabbergasted moment when I came home. I couldn’t think of anything I couldn’t respond to my body. I didn’t know what to do so I just texted Harry and told him what happened. And he just texted back after a long long hour that said: Mavis….

The long pause……. I begged him and said that I was sorry but it was nothing. I didn’t have enough guts to call him as I knew what i did was extremely wrong. He was very sensitive about me and I knew that this totally broke him. Charlie meant nothing to me and that kiss meant nothing. But they say:

‘A kiss always means something.’

I couldn’t face him but I was sorry. I was so sorry that I cried all night but my guilt didn’t allow me to call him. I kept texting, saying that I was sorry. But he neither replied nor called. He wanted some time. He wanted space. He wanted to end his agony by spending time away, but i never expected his reply to be like this.

It’s OVER.

Chapter 2

The Wait!

Mavi-Wavi…… Come down for dinner will ya? Mom asked for the hundredth time for me to eat. She was worried for my condition was worsening and I wasn’t responding. I just came home from class and sat on the couch next to the window wearing ‘Harry’s tee’, one which I borrowed from him.

Time was the enemy I had; sitting alone took me to flashbacks. More of him.

Once, I was alone things got bad. Nights were a nightmare, all night while I tried to sleep; I kept looking at the window where he would come at night and make me smile whenever we had a fight.

We had a lot of memories on this window. Once he brought ice-cream for me at 2 in the morning, cause I was hungry, and we sat outside in the garage when it started raining. We drenched in the cold rain.

He started shivering so I dried his hair while he sat