Pain behind those grey eyes

21.Minding my own business

It been two weeks since that incident happened in the kitchen. I did what he wanted all along - avoided him as much as I could.

Till now, I had managed successfully, and avoided him for the last two weeks and I am planning to continue this. Now, we don't have any meals together, only Sam and Smith eat together. The surprising fact is, although he told me that he'll do whatever he wants and come home whenever he wants, but now he comes home everyday to eat with Sam. And because of this, I had to have my breakfast and dinner in my room seperately.

Though, I think it's a good approach as it helps to maintain the environment of the home at least. I would never ever want Sam to grow up in a tensed household. At least he gets to see his father everyday.

But I had to do a lot of sacrifices for this. Firstly, I have to sacrifice my sleep and I had to wake up early to make breakfast for everyone. I make sure to cook everyday because Sam absolutely loves the food prepared by me and I love to cook for him. I want him to eat healthy food too.

After cooking, I literally have to run towards upstairs to my room as its the time when Smith come downstairs for his breakfast. I generally had my breakfast in my room and then I have to go to my office while they're having their breakfast.

Nowadays, I leave my office a little early to play with Sam and then at home we prepare dinner together. Again, I had to run to my room at the time when Smith comes home and had to have my dinner in my room, while Sam and Smith have their dinner together.

I am happy because at least Sam didn't get to see our fights because of us avoiding each other. I want a happy and light environment for him. He is changed a little now, he talks a lot with me and I observed that he absolutely loves sketching and spent most of his time in it. A smile came up to my lips while thinking about him.

I'm happy that I took the decision of marrying Smith, because sam is worth it. He is worth each one of my sacrifices and deserves every happiness in this world . I looked at the nightstand at my right side, I had put a photograph of me and Sam together. It was a selfie I took when I showed him my old room. He was looking quite adorable as usual.

I sighed and picked up the jug beside the photo frame. I am thirsty and I'm waiting for Smith to go to his room. Last I checked, he was still washing the dishes in the kitchen.

I came outside of my room on my tiptoes and peeked a little from the stairs in the kitchen. The kitchen light was off now and only the footlights were on. He must be in his room now. I went downstairs in the kitchen and switched on the light. I filled my jug with water and started walking towards my room again. Carefree, I was humming to the tune of some song.

I passed through the door of Sam's room and at that same moment his room's door opened and Smith came out.

What the hell?

Why me?

Why me always?

I froze infront of him and then looked at his face. He hair was disheveled, darks circles were clearly visible under his grey beautiful eyes. The strange thing was, this time his emotionless eyes were holding quite an emotion this time. He was just staring at me with an unidentified emotion. I looked away as usual, because I always had this problem of maintaining eye contact when it comes to him.

He was wearing a casual t-shirt and sweatpants. I sighed and without saying anything I started walking towards my room again, minding my own business as he asked me to do. But, then I felt a hand on my forearm, haulting me from walking forward.

I felt a jolt of electricity in my body and a shiver ran down from my forearm to my spine and finally to my core.

I hate the way my body reacts to even his non-sexual touches.

I looked towards his big hand on my forearm and then to his face. "What?" I asked now looking on the jug in my hands. I don't want see his eyes nor I want him to see my face.

"Sia... actually...about that day-

"I am very tired Smith...we'll talk tomorrow. Okay." I interrupted him in between, turned around and walked towards my room without waiting for his reply or looking back at him. I opened my room's door and went inside. I kept the jug on the nightstand, filled a full glass of water, drank it in one go and took a deep breath to calm my fucking nerves.

He can't do this, he can't come and talk to me whenever he feels like. I'm not going to talk to him at all. He wanted me to mind my own business and that's what I am doing and that's what I'll continue to do.

I laid on my bed to sleep, still thinking about what Smith was going to say if I hadn't interrupted him.

Did he come to apologise?

No... ofcourse not, it's just impossible. Smith is a very proud man, he would never ever apologise. And, from what I remember he considers that all was my mistake as he already told me to stay away from him and I was the fucking dumbass here who didn't heard him. But, now I know what I am doing is right.

With these thoughts running in my mind, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Again, I woke up early at the sound of my alarm. I went to bathroom, finished my business and then went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Sam. I prepared everything and then ran towards the living room when I heard Smith footsteps coming downstairs. Behind him, Sam was coming too.

They're early today.

When they both settled on the dinning table to eat, that's when I came out of the living room and tiptoed back to my room. I forgot to take my breakfast so I changed into my work clothes again and went downstairs. I was opening the front door when I heard his voice.

"Sia"

I froze for some seconds and slowly turned around. He was standing too close to me and it made me all hot and bothered again. He was in his formal coat without a tie looking hot as usual.

I raised my eyebrows at him, gesturing him to continue.

"Sia...can we...talk?" He asked me, hesitation was quite clear in his voice.

"I'm getting late now for office...we can talk later." I replied to him leaving no room for further discussion. I turned around, opened the door and rushed towards my car.

I reached my office early again and started working. After about one hour, Clara came and settled beside my table and greeted me. I muttered a little 'hey' without looking towards her. I know she could sense that something is wrong with me because everyday she asks me about Smith, and I give her the same reply that everything is good and fine as hell.

At the time of lunch she asked me the same question again. "I told uh Clara... everything is fine now. Don't worry. We talked and now things are improving between us." I assured my best to Clara, giving my fakest smile to her. It's really very hard for me to lie, especially with her.

She looked at me suspicious eyes, clearly not satisfied with my bullshit and then sighed. "I hope you know...that I am here for you always. Don't ever hide anything from me." I nodded at her and quickly changed the subject because I really don't want to lie to her anymore. And, I can't risk blurting out the truth. She noticed but eventually played with me.

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