Karma's a Bitch* #12

Saif’s P.O.V

“We need to talk,” my voice was sharp and low as I grabbed Chloe by her arm and dragged her to the nearest corner.

“Saif! What-” she shrieked before I cut her off. “Is it true? Please tell me it isn’t true.”

“What isn’t true, Saif?” she asked with a soft voice as she ran her hand across my cheek. I closed my eyes for a split second before gripping her hand and pulling it away. “Answer me!”

She took a deep breath and sighed. Making an irritated face she answered simply, “yes.”

“What?!” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“I’ve been with Khalifa. I was going to tell you-”

“When? When everyone in the entire university already knew about it and I had no idea whatsoever?” I hissed as I shot her an angry stare.

“I knew you wouldn’t understand,” she sighed annoyed.

“That’s right, I don’t! Chloe? You’re my girl, mine” I growled.

“Not anymore,” she answered plainly.

“But-”

“It’s over Saif, I’m with Khalifa now. I’m sorry,” she said before walked away, leaving me standing there trying to figure out what the hell just happened.

WTF IS GOING ON?!!

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Shamma’s P.O.V

I dragged my feet as I walked across the hall, “Klhm y6al3oony,” I grumbled.

“No, they’re not.” Meera lied.

“Meeroh, I’m not blind or deaf,” I rolled my eyes and sighed as I plopped my body on the chair setting the tray on the table.

“It’ll all blow over in a couple of weeks, when they get another thing to gossip about,” Meera said.

“I really hope- Oh, God no!” I breathed as I saw Khalifa walking into the food court area, his arms draped across Chloe’s waist.

“Shammoh, just calm down.”

“God, I swear, by the end of the year I’m gonna break something off of him,” I hissed between clenched teeth as I furiously pounded my fork into the food. I looked at my plate and realized that I had just spread the food all over the table. “umm I think I’ve lost my ap-”

A loud banging sound was heard as we turned our heads, just in time to see Khalifa crash into some guy, sending them both on the floor.

A very pissed Saif hovered over them, “you stay away from Chloe,” he growled.

Quickly, Khalifa stood on his feet and glared at Saif, “or what?” he shot back.

Saif’s answer came in the form of a punch and soon someone was yelling off the top of their lungs, “FIIIIIIGHT!!”

A bunch of driven teens screamed and cheered enthusiastically, coming to circle them as the two exchanged hard punches.

“What is going on here?!” a loud booming voice was heard and everyone turned to see the principal standing by the door.

The crowd quickly hurried away to reveal two bloodied up boys frozen in position.

“You two...” he yelled as he glared at them with angry-looking eyes, “move it, my office, now!”

The two boys still had time to exchange a dirty look as they untangled themselves and walked after the short, bald man.

“Poor Saif,” Meera sighed as we walked out to the courtyard and she sat on the bench next to Ashley.

“Poor Saif? What about me? Publicly humiliated at the club, remember?” I said as I walked around in circles in front of them. “Oh, you too, but... Saif, well... you know, he’s been crazy about Chloe ever since I can remember and to see his long time girlfriend going around smooching with Khalifa can’t be giving him any happy feelings,” Ashley tried to explain.

“Who cares about Saif and happy feelings? He’s an idiot and he probably got what he deserved,” I grumbled under my breath.

“I have to agree with Ashley on this one. Saif’s always been head over heels for Chloe from what I can see. He worships the ground she walks on .. no, actually any ground near that girl!” Meera said.

“Whatever,” I muttered as I sighed and rolled my eyes annoyingly.

“They’ve been together ever since she moved here, like two years ago, and you and 5aloof aren’t even together, you can’t comp-” seeing the deadly look I was shooting at her, Meera quickly shut up.

Exhaling sharply, I plopped on the bench, between them. “God, I hate this university,” I grumbled.

“Shammoh, you...” Meera trailed off as she saw a fairly beat-up Khalifa walk out into the courtyard.

I glanced in the direction of Meera’s frozen gaze to see Chloe running hysterically towards him, wet wipes in her hand, ready to take care of his bleeding lip.

“Kill, kill, kill, kill...” I kept on mumbling under my breath.

The entire courtyard came to a stop as everyone saw the infamous Saif, walk out a few moments after Khalifa. I stare. Everyone stares. We can't help it, you just have to. Besides, he's just so handsome. It's like we are all frozen in time because of all the handsomeness. Everyone was eagerly waiting to see what would happen. Those who expected a big scene or another bloody fist fight were clearly disappointed as Saif simply glanced at the couple and walked away with his head down as he dug nervously into the pockets of his jeans, clearly in need of a smoke.

“You can seriously tell me you don’t feel sorry for the poor guy?” Meera asked incredulously.

“hmm... no?” I said sarcastically, “I’m too occupied with hating Khalifa and that skanky ho to feel any sort of sympathy for anyone, especially not that idiot.”

“Why do you hate him so much?” Meera asked since she had never quite understood it.

“Ok, need I remind you the first time I met him was when he bumped into me at the airport, didn’t bother to pick up the stuff he dropped and all he had to say was ‘sorry princess’?”

Meera’s eyebrows came together in a painful frown as she remembered that day.

“Plus he’s so full of himself, and cocky and annoying as hell with that ridiculous smirk. He just keeps pissing me off, thinking everyone wants him and... he’s a jerk!” I said frustrated before we stood up and walked to our classes, “I just don’t like him that’s all.”

And he has made these past few weeks a living hell since I first saw him!