I'll Be There For You (Islamic love story) #...
"Why?" Was the first thing he uttered after a very long tensed silence. I didn't quite know how to answer his question. He stands tall in front of me with his hands into a fist. He clenched his jaw, his muscles were tensed and I was scared. It's been long since last I felt this kind of fear. He pushs me hard on the wall and I was sure enough it'd leave a bruise, "I--I--you--I--" I stammered really scared. He punch the wall near my head hard and he yelled again, "ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION MARYAM!!" this even made me more scared. He pulled his hand and I saw that his knuckles were bleeding. "Why?" He asked ever so softly I almost missed it. He looked at me with those eyes, green beautiful eyes. Emotion flash through them and I caught a hint of something. Something I was scared of. Something I didn't wish to witness, he was......sad. More than sad and so was I.
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