𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 [𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡]

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She opened her eyes slowly. It seemed to hurt as she did so. She could feel the pain while she breathed. What happened?

"How does it feel?" She blinked and slowly turned her eyes to wear Armaan was sitting.

"Where?" She croaked out. "Where I am?" Dam, it hurt to even talk.

"Hospital,"  he answered her with a sigh,
"You had a minor accident at the roundabout near times. They will discharge you by tomorrow and you will ship out to my place."

She blinked and turned to look up at the ceiling. She thought about the information given to her. She could feel like a truck had rammed into her it hurt like that but has really been in an accident?

"I. . . The car?"

"Alia." He warned and raised a finger, "Don't."

She nodded back. It was a bad joke to crack at the moment.

He placed his hands back and pocket. "You are not meeting your brother today because of your stupidity. Visiting hours are over and since you are awake I can go to inform the nurse about it. Tomorrow they will take a few tests from you and everything is fine, they will discharge you then you will meet your brother."

She narrowed her eyes at him. That is not happening. "Arman—'

"Don't," he hissed, "you cannot even talk properly at the moment otherwise you would have yelled at me. Can you even get up from the bad earlier? I'm calling the nurse. Good night."

She could feel that use of humiliation burning in her eyes. "Armaan?" She whispered and he stopped.

He turned around and his expressions softened. He looked pained and it hurt her. "I did not like what happened, Alia and just to tell you I'm not taking any chances." Without giving out another glance he walked out of the door and within moments the nurse walked in.

Alia let the nurse do whatever she wanted. She just stare at the door hoping that he would come back. What has she done?

*******

Armaan did not return until it was the visiting hours in the evening. It hurt her that he had not come by in the morning when she could hear people walking in and out to meet their family members. The only time that he had come the nurse and doctor had arrived as well with her discharge papers. It seemed that he had only come to take her back home.

"Would you like a wheelchair Ma'am?" The nurse asked politely but Alia declined. There was no need for her to be in a wheelchair when she could stand and walk properly for now.

However she did glance at Armaan. She had somehow expected him to disagree and give her the most comfort anyone could find. But he did not do that. He kept standing on the side and when it was time they both walked out of the hospital and back into the car.

He was quiet and the words on the tip of her tongue but she refused from speaking. What was she even to say? She looked at the driver who without any song was driving the car perfectly fine in comparison to fir. If she was going to talk and there was a chance of rejection that she was not going to do it infront of someone.

She opened her door and for the first time today, he offered his hand to her to climb up the stairs to the door. She took it and slowly walked inside to find no one there.

"No one is home?" She looked around half expecting his mother to come to her aid.

"No," he told her and gave her special attention as she was climbing up the stairs. He should have prepared a room for her down stairs but he wanted her to be on the same floor as him. "I had them go somewhere so that you could rest before answering their questions."

She sat on the bed but he nudged her to lie down." My brother?" She asked as she was lying and half sitting on the bed.

Armaan was on his way out but hearing her say that made him turn around and look at her with a raised eyebrow. "I told you, you won't be meeting him today."

She gulped, "so no one met him today?"

"What?" A scoff came from him, "Do you expect me to be an idiot and ignore the boy in the hospital? Unlike you Alia I am not as careless and my parents met him during both of the visiting times in the morning and evening."

She shook her head slowly as she spoke, "I am not careless—"

"Then explain to me how in the world did you end up in a hospital while driving to work that you have done like a thousand times before!" He raised his voice and she flinched. "If you could not driver should have booked an Uber or you could have asked me for a driver. How could you be have has been stupid enough to drive when you were not mentally up for it?!"

She bit the lip to stop tbe trembling. She was going to cry. "I didn't know. . " She whispered, sniffing slightly, "if I had known that there was a possibility of me—"

"Of me what?" He repeated and glared at her, "I don't want to hear it anymore. If you cannot do something and you know that someone else can do it for you,  Alia use your brain and let them do it. Do not put yourself in danger when your brother is waiting for you," he stepped closer and held her jaw in a tight grip making her look in his eyes, "when I am waiting for you."

She stared in his eyes before he let go of her jaw and slammed the door shut on his way out.