Zohravar

"What about boyfriends?", my father's new 25 year old girlfriend, Riya asked.

Alizeh glowed. "No, not right now". Thank fuck. I didn't want Bombay to become a bloodbath. My mom looked at me nervously, sensing my tight knuckles as Riya laughed. "Oh come on, you are so beautiful, so many boys must be begging for dates with you."

If Riya knew what was good for her, she would keep quiet. But she had terrible choices. She agreed to be my dad's sugar baby, after all.  Not that I care. They could all go to hell. I narrowed my eyes towards Alizeh as she composed herself and smiled sweetly at me. Oh god no.

"What about Zohravar? Any girlfriends?"
She wouldn't believe the truth if she heard it and might actually smother me in my sleep if I lied. My mother started "Oh no, not at all. I don't think I have seen Zo with any girl since you-". "Okay that's enough, let's go." I practically dragged Alizeh out of my house.

"Will I see you in school tomorrow, sweetheart?" I asked.

"I am guessing you think no one will approach me because I have been labelled as your slut", she said, shooting daggers at me.
"No one will baby. And you know why", I asked pulling her chin up. "Why", she murmured.

"Because you have always been mine. You are just the last one in school to know it baby."

So how do you guys like Zohravar till now???????