I've been lying here for what feels like hours, unable to move. You just wait till I get home Syed Massood, I'll make you regret this! Unfortunately all this anger isn't really helping, especially since I keep picturing how exactly I am going to make him pay… And that tends to be a little… distracting…
Right. I need to relax. Think of something else. Something… innocent. Like… little ducks… yeah, little ducks, swimming in a pond, awww… The little ducks getting out of the water, shaking their little feathers, so cute… Just like Sy when he emerges slowly from the sea, shaking the water from his luscious hair… Drips of water running down his beautiful chest, his back, his legs… Pushing the hair out of his eyes to look at me with those melted chocolate eyes…
Yeah, like this is really helping! Honestly, the boy has me going from ducks to dirty mind in 0.3 seconds! Alright, let's try something else. Innocent obviously isn't working, let's try something … disgusting. A heap of garbage (He'd look good in a bin liner…). A pile of mud (Sy covered in mud… guh!). A filthy public restroom (That time we had sex in …). I think it's save to say this isn't working either.
Time for drastic measures. I didn't want to have to do this, but I really don't have any other choice. Here we go… Zaineb. Zaineb shouting at me. Zaineb in her MQ outfit. Zaineb rubbing my face in Syed and Amira's presumed happiness. Zaineb burning Sy's clothes.
My body temperature has dropped dramatically. So has my mood. But at least it's save to get up now. So I get up, pull my vest over my head and head over to our apartment.