Flip Chart : Chapter Twelve

'Sephira woke up in a startle as she quickly draws out her dagger from it's sheath, which she had carefully tied around the side of her calf...and place it near Luth's vocal chord. Her hands were trembling, due to the coldness of the dark, hollow night and also due to the damp wetness of her clothes, which still stuck tightly onto her skin.

"I would have hurt you in the very beginning, when you were almost fell to your death at that water cliff." exclaimed Luth as he slowly pushed Sephira's hand away from his neck, with her dagger still held on tightly onto her palm. Luth knew, Sephira was still feeling so shocked and distraught, about almost everything....her witch sisters betrayal and he...her captive saving her life instead of killing her...when he got the chance.

"I have to go back." whispered Sephira at last...as she drop her dagger onto the sandy ground.

"But they will kill you!" cried Luth, as he tries to make her change her mind.

"Why do you care?" shouted Sephira, in a midst of anger with sadness written in her icy blue eyes.

"Because I can tell, there is some goodness in you." utters Luth, as he pulls her arm and brings her close towards him. Their eyes met and Sephira begins quiver with uneasiness.....but his warmness was simply killing her senses. She felt numb but the alluring pleasure...has begun to work it's wonders,
 of wanting to held on to Luth close to her heart. A feeling which she was not suppose to have....! Luth too was captivate by her angelic beauty...despite her fearsome looking eyes.....she was like the dark angel, that has been chain by an evil demon..upon her beautiful being. Luth brings his lips closer towards Sephira, sweet rose-petal bud lips and gently enclose them with his own. Sephira closes her eyes....as she has been mesmerize by this new found wonder, of significant feeling of enchantment. Bringing her arms, as she wrap them around the back of his neck....immersing her whole senses and soul.....bewitch by his charms and this heaven like pleasure.

"No....I can't be doing this. This is not right!" utters Sephira, as she pull herself away from Luth and took few steps backwards. Luth looks at her with sadness and love in his eyes. "I have to go back....to where I belong." continues Sephira, as she kept her tears hidden well in her eyes. She can't look at Luth any more..as she can't bare to see those misery in his eyes. Sephira turns away from him, as she begins her journey through the woodlands, as she decides to get back to the castle and settle some unfinished scores with her sisters.

From the gray rocky hills, Sephira's had her sight penetrating hard towards the castle of Kherash. Clenching both her fist tightly by her sides...she took her pace along the sandy path, as she headed towards the main gates of the castle. The coldness could be felt, running through all her veins and nerves but her heart was blazing with rage of anger and battered emotions. Few feet away from where she stands, Sephira could hear immersing pain of moaning and crying that comes from the court yard of the castle. The alarming sounds had ignite her fear. Without wasting another moment, she quicken her steps and ran towards the courtyard.

"You mortals shall pay...for what you did to my beloved!" roared Dhaleya, as she used her hot fiery whip and begin whipping the villagers in full force of revenge and hatred.

"Stop this at once...Please!!!" cried Sephira, as she surge towards Dhaleya with tears of mercy in her eyes. Dhaleya was stunned, as her eyes widen in astonishment. Her hot fiery whip just slip off from her fingers. Making her steps closer towards Sephira, with cold tears streaming from her eyes.

"My beloved, Sephira." quiver Dhaleya, as she had her cold blooded fingers caressing gently on Sephira's soft porcelain cheeks.

"Mama." whispered Sephira, however she can't hold on to her tears and emotion any longer...as she embrace Dhaleya...the witch...her mother lovingly.

"I thought I can never held you in my arms again...." cried Dhaleya, while she slip her finger's in between Sephira's hair. Sephira remains silent in the Queen of Kherash embrace, but her heart was filled with so much enmity towards the rest of her sisters....but she knew, this is not the right time for her to spill the indecency of her sisters's vicious acts against her.

"I slip and fell...along with the rest of the captives. No survivors left...Your highness...but me alone." lied Sephira...and Sephira felt stunned with her own speech. 'Why am I protecting him? He's a rebel against our rule....against the Queen .....my mama?" thought Sephira to herself.

"Who cares about all those mortals...all I care about is you!" said Dhaleya, as she held on to Sephira's hand.

Sephira looks at her sympathetically, "Your Highness, maybe we should stop all this pursuing of those rebels. Why don't, we just change our ruling system? Please accept them for what they really are. I belief there's is some goodness inside their hearts too." pleads Sephira.

"Who has poison your thoughts with all this words?' snapped Dhaleya.

"Please forgive me your highness. It's just an empty thoughts.....how careless I could be..to cause your anger." utters Sephira, as she hang her head low and stared remorsefully, towards the frozen blue marble floor.

Dhaleya knew...Sephira had some gentle and soft side in her soul.....a significant mortal blood that had flow inside her. There's no doubt, Sephira been half mortal and half human, managed to survive all through century. The pure love which she had felt so much for her daughter, was beyond her imagination. After Sephira was born...Dhaleya's motherly emotions magically transits inside her merciless heart...she fall and give in to her soft gentle side..which she had once been gifted with.

"Your highness, now I'm back safely at your side....so please I beg you..release all these mortals...as they are of no use to us now." pleads Sephira with so much compassion and love inside her heart.

"I'm releasing their pain too Sephira." replied Dhaleya with a sinister smile. And in a split moment, she held arm her hands and chant a horrifying spell....all the humans, man, woman....children, young and old and turn them into hard stones. Sephira could only watch in horror.....with heartbroken tears welling up in her angelic eyes. "Mama." Sephira whispered faintly......as she can't bare listening to the deafening screams of those innocent mortals. Her mother's cruelness did not just end there, as Dhaleya chant another ferocious spell and not even a last leave had fallen from it's branch and touch the ground....all the stone mortals disperse into soft dust and vanished into the sheer atmosphere. Sephira begins to feel so much heaviness in her heart....that she thought she's going to loose her senses too.

"Sephira, soon you are going to be the Queen of Kherash....therefore, this is a pure first lesson for you. Never to belief and feel for these mortals...or you will have to bare the consequences." warned Dhaleya, as she gently tapped Sephira's cheeks, before she walk towards the entrance of the palace. Sephira stood feeling so dead and numb.

"How the hell did you survive this?' asked Zorah, one of her sisters....! Zorah and the rest of the witches were however not natural born from Dhaleya's womb...they were all been bought by her from the slave traders. Therefore, they were mortals....only they were trained and mystical witchcraft powers has been instill to them by Dhaleya...spells has been given to them in order for them to live and survive throughout a century.

Sephira glare infuriated towards Zorah and the rest of them, however she remains hushed as she walks passing through them. Suddenly she felt her arm has been held, "Someone must have safe you....cause we knew you can never survive that fall." taunt Zorah again with a hiss in her voice.

"I'm feeling fatigue right now...my dearest sister..so please, let me pass through." utters Sephira with tiny blaze begins to ignite from her fingers. Zorah smirk at her, finally she decides to leave Sephira alone just for a while. Sephira enters the palace without turning back.....but she knew, she can never trust anyone right now....not even Queen Dhaleya....her mother.'

Placing back her bookmark on her last reading page, Yasmeen looks at the clock on her wall...and it was almost quarter to two in the morning but yet, sleep still has not overcome her. Iman and her dad had left, probably putting up at the local motel around her area. Looking at the scholarship which her dad had forsaking applied for her, has finally been granted. It was a surprised gift from her dad...but even before he could present her with that, Yasmeen left as she decides to spent few hours alone at the park instead.  Like what she has been planing before, right after she graduated from high school...she will enter college with a dream to embrace...of becoming a counsellor cum psychologist. This was a sudden dream, that came upon her mind few days ago.....but she knew entering college is just like blowing bubbles into the air...that might just burst...even before...those bubbles reaches out to touch the skies..it was hopeless. Her mum was not earning so much...and Yasmeen knew...she can't expect too much from her mum. However, this surprised gift which her dad had presented her with...is simply a dream come true...she can finally build a castle of her own in the air now.

"Mum." called Yasmeen, as she gently climb onto her mother's bed and lay by her side.

"Yasmeen...Sweetie, what's wrong? You look upset?" asked Sharinah lovingly.

"Am I such a bad person ? In a way how I have treated Dad and Iman?" asked Yasmeen, with her mother's arm wrap around her shoulder.

"Hmmmm.....why this sudden kind of question?" asked Sharinah with a smile. Yasmeen remains quite as, she look at her palms and fingers....with so many puzzling, chaotic motion whirling inside her mind. "We can understand....I meant I do understand about your anger with your father....but I really want my sweetie, to really accept him back with, full sincerity and love inside her heart. To forgive and gradually learn that, things do happens and it has been given name, destiny." continues Sharinah, as she playfully tease Yasmeen locks of hairs.

"Mum, is dad still angry with me?" asked Yasmeen as she frown with worrisome look in her eyes.

"Oh, Yasmeen, your daddy is never angry with you!! It's always seems, to be the other way round to me." replied Sharinah with a grin. Yasmeen smile meekly, as she shrugged her shoulder. " Actually Yasmeen, after your father left......it is a sheer blessing for me. Please forgive me Yasmeen, I know, I have been irresponsible mother and careless about your well-being." Yasmeen shakes her head in protest, however Sharinah gently held on to her daughter's cheeks. "But despite all the hard times that we both were facing, it had change me into someone, so much stronger. Makes me belief that, I could flip a new chapter of my life..a reform me" utters Sharinah with tears of blissfulness, in her dark brown eyes. Yasmeen brings her fingers and wipe the fallen tears off from her mother's cheeks, as they both smile. "All right, you can make up sometime with him and Iman....if you like." cried Sharinah.

"How?" asked Yasmeen again.

"We can have breakfast tomorrow with them, at our favorite cafe....." trails Sharinah. "And, he's giving us a treat." utters Sharinah with a smile.

"A treat....hmmm....then count me in." express Yasmeen excitedly.


Ezekiel struggles to open his eyes....and when he did, what appalling moment he had, for the very first time throughout his seventeen years of living.....he awakes in someone else's bed...and the worst installment...there's a half naked girl crying beside him. "What the hell? Who are you?" cried Ezekiel in alarm, as he tries to get off from the bed....he soon realized that he too with no clothes on. "What have I done?" yelled Ezekiel, struggling to put on his tight jeans and his t-shirt. His head feels kind of heavy....due to the heavy drinking and smoking...but he can't remembers so much clearly, of what exactly had happened, for the rest of the night...until he ends up with this girl.

"Where do you think you going?' suddenly she cried.

"What?" snapped Ezekiel in disbelief. "This is a mistake..this is simply insane!" he cried, as he gets off from the bed and headed straight towards the door, to leave everything behind.

"You jerk!!! You rape me...damn it!!!" wail the girl, as she begins to wept bitterly.

"This is some kind of a joke right? I don't even remember how it happens...you bitch !" utters Ezekiel...and this time, he took his stand and left the girl feeling so lost, confused and distraught.

Ezekiel was certainly unsure where he is right now, he took his cell phone, as he begins to call Qaresma...but his line was dead. "Damn!" cursed Ezekiel, as he enters the elevator. Upon reaching the ground floor...he soon realized he was in some kind of building apartment. He rushed out from the main lobby and hail for a cab, which was park nearby the taxi stand. Upon reaching his destination, he struggles to get his wallet out from his pocket, as he pays for the cab fair....rushing out from that vehicle, even without taking back his change. The cab driver yell for him, but Ezekiel would not care less...as he dash running pushing the main gates entrance and headed straight towards the stairs, that will lead him to his dormitory room. He knocks frantically on the door, hoping and praying that Saif will still be around.

"What is happening to you? You look like you have been posses?" cried Saif, as he opens the door feeling annoyed with Ezekiel racking loudly on the door. "Is something wrong? Did you do something...? asked Saif, as he begins to feel concern about this weird and strange friend of his.

"I'm a sinner...I swear...I did not meant to hurt anyone...I swear to God!!!" cried Ezekiel, as he sank on the floor.. bringing his knees close to his chest as he begins to wept tearfully.

"God's Gracious...Ezekiel, what happen?" asked Saif, calmly as he sat by Ezekiel's side and had his arm around his shoulder. However, Ezekiel remains silent with his cry and Saif knew, he's not going to push Ezekiel with another question, but he continue to sit by his side...just to make Ezekiel feels better.

"We are both so glad that you can join us Yasmeen." exclaimed Ameen, her daddy.

"Thank you dad, for the scholarship and for this breakfast." said Yasmeen, but her tone was more on the reserved side.....not to be over-excited, that might have make her look so stupid.

"I want to give the best for my daughters....and also for your mum." utters Ameen, as he had his gaze towards Sharinah. Then he reach out for his pocket and bring out something from it. It was a tiny velvet heart shape box. He reaches out his hand and held on to Sharinah's palm, as he place that pretty sky blue velvet box into her palm. "Sharinah, would you love to continue with our journey of hope, love and courage?"

Sharinah was astounded, but her tears were welling up in her eyes. And then she looks at Yasmeen, with so much love inside those teary eyes. Yasmeen just could not bare to watch her mum shed another tears...not anymore. Yasmeen had her sight at Iman...who was already crying in silent. Yasmeen, held out her hand and reaches towards Iman's palm...and another hand towards her mum's. "I guess, we should become as one....a real family...like how it used to be." utters Yasmeen, and this time, she's not hiding her tears anymore.

Flip Chart : Chapter Eleven

Yasmeen heard voices and laughter as she came upon the front door step of her home. She was curious and a bit surprised as she did not expect any guests to be coming over to her place. If there were any visitors decides to pay her family a visit…her mum might have told her in the first hand…but it seems not for that visitation at this point of time. Upon entering her front living room...that chuckling and that voice.....begins to ponder in her thoughts. Yasmeen shuts her eyes as she hung her head low....it was her father with her sister Iman. Such an unwelcome guests.

"Oh! Great.....Yasmeen is back." cried out her mother with full of excitement just like a child upon receiving a stick of fluffy sweet cotton candy. Yasmeen...refused to look upon her unwelcome guest as she went straight into her room....with aloud bang of her shutting door. After she flung her bag pack in anger upon the cream-colored wall....she sat on the floor with tears of anger and slight tinge of sadness in her eyes. A knock on the door...awaken her from her plight. Yasmeen wipe her streaming tears off from her face as she stood up to open the door.

"Yasmeen, please I'm sure you can do this just for me once." pleads her mum in between whispers as she held her hand onto her daughter's palm. Yasmeen shuts her eyes as she held in one huge breath and decides to give in to her mum......and shallow her pride.

Dinner seems like ages and a sheer pure of torment on Yasmeen's side...it just breaks her so much seen her father playing good daddy and husband around her home..but it just makes her feel so sick.

“Please let me do the dishes.” utters Iman, as she took the half soap smeared sponge off from Yasmeen’s fingers. Yasmeen grab on to the sponge so much firmly in her palm, as she stared coldly towards Iman without saying anything.

‘I’m just trying to help. Everyone around here wants to help…but it was you who seems to be pushing us away….like everything happens is due to our faults.” cried Iman with a sigh of disappointment in the tone of her voice.

“You and that man, came just to dismantle the puzzle which has been completed since ages.” hissed Yasmeen as she threw the sponge into the sink causing some water from the tub, to splutter around the kitchen floor…..half wetting part of Iman’s blouse.

Iman bit her lower lips as she held her tears in her eyes….fighting hard, not wanting to let them fall. “Throughout all those years, when daddy and I were away from you and mum, do you know how hard it  has been for him? Not a single night before he pat me to sleep, he will often talk so many beautiful things about you and mum and yet , there were so many unspoken tears and pains which he hide inside his soul.” exclaimed Iman, as she fold her arm close around her chest…trying to control her sob.

"Does he ever think about all that, before he left me and mum, Iman ?" asked Yasmeen scornfully, with broken marks written all over her eyes. "I have so many assignments, which need to be completed.....so don't look up for me, when you both decides to leave." continues Yasmeen as she left the kitchen and went back inside her room, slamming the door shut behind her, making both her mum and dad almost jump out from their seats.

Sharinah stood up form her couch, but her hand was held on by her husband. "Just let it go. I can understand how she must be feeling right now....and I can't blame her for that."

Yasmeen, took her house key and her cell phone as she decides to take a breath somewhere...just to be away from her home....from everyone and everything!!!! Without saying a word, she step out from her home and left. Bringing up the collar of her cardigan closer to her neck, she walks straight ahead towards the park, which was two blocks away from her home. "If only, you are here with me......things might not be so bleak and grayish for me." thought Yasmeen sadly, as Ezekiel's name suddenly came into her mind. It has been almost two weeks now...Ezekiel has not return her call or leave her a message. "Have our friendship meant to end this way.....it is destine to be like this?' question Yasmeen.


"Ezekiel, hey get up......someone is looking for you ? " cried Saif, as he pulls away Ezekiel's warm blanket away from him. It has been almost a month now, that Ezekiel's has been immersing his mind and soul in this boarding school. Going for lessons and lectures...attending phase after phase of presentations and other organisations which has been held up by the school just to past his time....to kill and hide his sorrows. He still felt the lost...he still grieving about the lost.....of his grandma, And now dealing with his current state of motion....it just kills him. "Who is it?" asked Ezekiel feeling annoyed, as he quickly shove his packet of cigarettes, which he left around the side table back inside his bag pack. He sat up on his bed as he pushed his hair behind his ears. Grabbing his pair of glasses and puts it on....as he gets up his bed to welcome the uninviting guest.

"Riley." exclaimed Ezekiel with weird kind of sense....half excited but in the other part of him "What the hell?" but of course his keeping that verb seal in his mouth.

"Hie..I know this may come as a surprised too you. Today, is a holiday, so I wonder if you will like to come along with me to a certain place? " asked Riley, as he came inside their room with both hands inside his pocket pants. Saif look at him and he expect some simple introduction on Ezekiel's side, however Ezekiel was seen busy with his towel, t-shirt and pants. "You must be Ezekiel's room mate?" asked Riley. "Hie, I'm Riley....Ezekiel's.....well ahh...." utters Riley but he stopped as he looks at Ezekiel's sharp looking eyes stared hard on him.....like a warning sign....to keep the mouth shut!!!!

"Fifteen minutes I'll be ready, maybe you can wait for me at the visitor area." snapped Ezekiel, as he walks out from the room and headed towards the shower area.


"I know they served good fish and chips here." utters Riley, as he begins to check on the menu which has been place on the cafe table.

"How's mum?" snapped Ezekiel, as he took out his cigarette and his lighter to light it up....and with a slow drag he took a puff.

"You smoke?" asked Riley as his eyes widen in shocked.

"Non of your concerned. I'm asking you how's mum?" cried Ezekiel as he took another puff.

Riley realized Ezekiel has somehow or rather change...in so many ways, the way he dress up....in those tight fitting shirt and pants with loose sandals. He had redefine his eye-brow.....and running a fine neat line using the eye-liner below and over his eye lid? He seems to be losing weight....and now a cigarette in between his fingers. "Why Ezekiel?" asked Riley, however this time the tone of his voice sounds cold but concerned.

"So, you just want to spend the holiday with me at this inn....eating fish and chips.....what a waste of time!" cried Ezekiel.

"Your mum wants me to give you this." said Riley, as he took a small package from his side pocket jacket and place it on the table, pushing the small package closer towards Ezekiel's elbow.

"She's too ashamed to come and see me herself...that she needs her errand boy to do her stuffs now." said Ezekiel with sarcasms in his voice.

"She's been busy with her boutique...." trails Riley.

"Oh! Really...or busy with her other activities huh? " utters Ezekiel, as he took the last drag of his cigarette and stub it inside the ash-tray which has been provided by the inn. "Just cut the crap....you asking me out because you are lonely....well what goes around will comes back around!" exclaimed Ezekiel, as he took the  beautiful wrap package and roughly tore away the sweet rose flowery wrapper away...and what was inside was a small box. Ezekiel open up the box....and it is a watch....original silver watch. Ezekiel place back the watch inside the box and threw it back towards Riley's corner of the table. "Give this back to her...cause her gifts...it does not meant anything to me at all.!"

"She loves you Ezekiel. Please don't make things hard on her and on yourself too....!" said Riley as calmly as he could sound.

"She makes me kills my grandma.....just the thought of it ...making and driving me nuts!And now, she has shoves me, like some kind of a garbage into this stupid boarding school!" shouted Ezekiel as he stood up from his seat and ran out from the inn.....like a prey running away from the beast. Riley quickly place the payment and took back the watch and chase after Ezekiel.

"Eze......hey!" cried Riley and he was quick enough, to grab Ezekiel's arm and bring him closer towards him.....Riley saw so many unspeakable broken substances inside his eyes.....too much, anger, pain and guilt...and he was only seventeen. Suddenly, Ezekiel breaks down and cries....and wails uncontrollably. Riley pulls him closer towards him and hold on to his shaking body.

"I hate you...all of you. You are all here to betray me...Why?" sobs Ezekiel right in the arms of Riley. Riley gently tap the back of his shoulder blade, but with no words spoken....as he felt so much emphatic towards Ezekiel's dilemma.

"Eze....do you want to come back home with me?" asked Riley. The night breeze begins to set it's full drift of motion, unsettling even more unspeakable shame, of not wanting to let Riley away from his sight...but he's concealing that horrid notion all to his dark soul.

"Just send me back there. I just can't set my eyes on her anymore." replied Ezekiel sorrowfully.

"Eze, please take this watch...it's a gift from both of us. Even if you can't accept it as a whole...but take it in half then...cause I pay part of it!" express Riley with a grin.

Eze smile in between his tear and then he asked," In half..how am I suppose to have it in half? Never mind, I shall take it as a whole.....Thank you very much!"


Riley enters the living room, and slowly sank his back on the long couch as he rub his temple with his fingers while his eyes is close. After few minutes, he opens his eyes with his thoughts fall upon Ezekiel sinking plight. "He's such a bright boy...to see him to be so drown and conceal with this sadness...it seems unfair." sigh Riley. Looking at his watch, it was almost half past ten, but yet there were still no sign of Eva lodging back home. And the sudden physique transformation on Ezekiel...it seems not right....just like out of place."That horrid boarding school, is doing him more harm..than good." lament Riley to himself when suddenly, he heard the front door was open and there stood Eva, with her face beaming with redness...from the sight and waft of it...she must be from one of her night out of cocktail parties.

"You have been drinking again?' questions Riley, with intense stare towards his wife as she chucks her high heels into the shoe closet, slamming the door hard as she close it.

"I was left with no other choice to hold on to my clients. I have to keep my social status alive !" rant Eva looking unpleased. "How's Ezekiel?' she asked, as she sat on the couch picking the newspaper to catch on with the latest updates about the world.

"I thought you might not have asked!" retort Riley.

"Please stop acting like a kid for once....my goodness!" cried Eva, feeling annoyed.

"Act like a real mother to your son then!" continue Riley. Eva almost lose her mind, but Riley would not care less as he felt, he really needs to spell it out all to her." Riley, he looks so distraught....he was just not been himself at all. I have told you in the very beginning, sending him over to that school was a bad idea...it was not doing any good to him, you have just make it worst!" rails Riley, as he stood up with his right arm swinging around his side. "He's heart is breaking..I know, he's still grieving about his late grandmother....he needs us, we are his family." continues Riley.

"If you can survive on your on feet, with just mere fifty notes in your pocket....I just can't figure out. why it is not possible for him then? All his expenses has been paid.....what ever shit subjects, which he dreams of taking in that school was granted, so what's the big deal about all this?" replied Eva shaking her head, in disbelief almost on every words that Riley had said.

"My case is different. Don't try to bring my subject into this picture. Eva, he needs love...he's craving for our attention. You insists on bringing him here over to state...but why did you have to push him away now?" asked Riley with doubts on Eva's real intention and sincerity.

"Because he's my son...and I want to give him the best in everything. Riley, you will never understand. I'm tired just get yourself some sleep!" said Eva as she leave the couch, and headed towards the stairs that leads her to the bedroom. Riley, watches her as she enters the room and close the door behind her.


Yasmeen spend few more hours by the bench stool, while looking at the dazzling stars across the vast dark night sky. Her thoughts was in such a twill. Everything seems does not fall in the right place for her. She had so may friends in her Facebook account, but yet she still feels so lonely. It's has been almost a week now, but Ezekiel, has not accepted her adding request, from her account and that's really sadden her so much. Yasmeen knew...she was feeling this low and begins to get upset, sensitive and just prefer to be left alone in seclusion because of Ezekiel....how she miss him so much, but yet he seems not to care at all. "Does he ever care in the first place?' cried Yasmeen in her thoughts.

Ezekiel has his mini notebook on his lap....as he stared intensely on Yasmeen friendship request. He finds it is hard for him to accept...even though he has forgotten and even forgiven her of what she had done..!!! Bringing their photograph which they both had taken together way back then during their best friends forever moment....it is beautiful actually !!! Full of fun and belly breaking laughter....it's was simply amazing. Ezekiel knew...and read all of Yasmeen messages which she had left on his cell phone...but he was too ashamed to return back her call..because he has changed so much...and it seems impossible for him to revert back like how he used to be. Ezekiel lay back on his bed as he stared towards Oasis snuggling comfortably inside his bowl. Sleep has almost overcome him, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Saif won't be coming back tonight, as he had left a note saying that he will be sleeping over at the local mosque nearby after his spiritual lessons there. Ezekiel stood up from his bed, as he walk towards the door and opens it. There stood, Qareem or Qaresma....as that what he prefers to be call....a new friend of Ezekiel, whom he get's to know during one of the book club party.

"Eze....the night still early Sweet heart and you are already in bed !!!" cried Qaresma, as he pushed the door wide open and went straight inside Ezekiel's room. "Let's have some fun tonight. I know there's this new place where we can get hot and chill!" rambles Qaresma again, as he adjusted his tight shiny black hot pants against his skinny thighs. His eyelids were almost fully conceal by the over-whelming bizarre metallic blue eye-shadow, with dark eyeliner been carefully drawn above and below his eye-lids. His full lips were shiny with the abundance lip gloss. It seems he was trying so hard to look pretty but he was more on the disastrous sight....and that was Ezekiel deep thinking notion, which he kept hidden in his heart, as he does not want to hurt his new friends's feeling.

Ezekiel looks at his table clock and it was only half past twelve midnight, as he gets off from his bed. "Wait a while..I need to change." Wearing his tight black fitting jeans, that goes along with his mini v collar neck white T-shirt. He removed his glasses as he puts on his colorless contact lenses which reveal his enchanting hazel brown eyes. Next he pat some loose powder on his perfect looking features before he enhance his alluring eyes with a dark brown eyeliner pencil....over and under his eye lids...and not forgetting mascara to lengthened his eye-lashes. Lastly, he gloss his lips with the natural light beige color lip gloss. He smile with full of satisfaction as he looks at his pretty sight. "Another side of me.....my flip chart." utters Ezekiel.