Healed by You

Chapter 6

Sona's POV:

"The rumors about you..are they true??"

The second those words spit out of my mouth his grip on the glass tightened...

Will he break the glass on my head??

My heart began beating in my mouth as my palms started sweating like water...

Idiot I told you not to dare...

He muted the TV and silence engulfed the living room but it sounded more like a haunting graveyard to me...

His grip on the glass was intensifying as his jaws were clenched too and I was scared that the glass would break and he would get hurt...

Already his knuckles aren't healed yet...

I gulped hard and thought of escaping but something kept me glued to the spot

A small part of me was yearning for an answer from him and was bestowing the strength to survive his reaction...

Looking at his cold figure I waited for him to say what I wanted to hear from him and rubbed my palms together wiping off my sweat and after a long-dead silence his hand left the glass and kept it on the table

He is going to answer...

My heart palpitations boosted up its gear as it was scared to survive the moment where he would say 'yes the rumors are true'

His elbows rested on his knees as his fingers linked together and his eyes met mine...

The corner of his eyes and eyebrows looked very gentle but as I always fall into his mysterious black orbs I tried to peep down into his soul but in the depth of his eyes there was a hidden emotion that I couldn't decipher

Looking straight and deep into my eyes with his red ones that were buried in the shadow of some unknown darkness yet shimmering in a painful light he announced in that fierce voice

"It's up to you...to trust ME or those rumors"

I will trust you

I so wanted to assure his broken soul but couldn't as those words were buried deep down in my heart and without bothering about my answer he increased the volume and I simply walked to the kitchen in defeat...

After about 10 minutes I came back with  a plate filled with food and placed it on the table where my omelet was left untouched

I thought he would eat it...

I moved the plate close to him but his eyes fixed on the naked men fighting like animals while my poor ones were fixed on the omelet

Eat it or else your baby egg might grow into a mommy chicken

What if he thinks of me as a hungry hyena...from the morning I am having food without doing any work

I'll have water and sleep...

I kept fidgeting my fingers and waited for him to finish the food but he was so drowned in the fights that he didn't even take a morsel...

Eat until it is hot...

I opened my mouth to say it but closed it as I couldn't gather the courage to order the drunk beast...

And all of sudden he stood on his feet and before I could react anything he rushed into the kitchen...

I got everything...

What else does he need...

Maybe some spicy snacks for his drink that he must have stored in the containers...