To The Beyond You

Chapter 13

I am not going with him. No.

"I made a terrible mistake."

He says that while he comes towards me in the kitchen.

I follow backwards.

"Please give me a chance."

I move far away from him. But ended up being hit by the counter.

And he's right in front of me.

He ends up crawling his head under my neck and sobbing.

"I love you."
He says.

I hope for these words when everything was falling apart and could be saved, and not when it fell already.

I don't even know what to look for in us because at this moment I feel like everything is over.

"I didn't know what I was doing."

Of course you don't know what you are doing, when you assume things wrong.

But.

In my opinion.

He did it under his control.

Because he was on medication.

Which meant to control his blood pressure.

So he knew what he was screwing up.

And now.

I know.

I'm breaking.

I try to move away from him. But he grabbed my waist, and gradually looked at me.

Those eyes.

Begging for forgiveness.

But to be honest. I don't think I'll ever forget what he said to me even if I try to.

A pervert.

And way before that,

I was the person to him who meant for just wanting apologise to build up the relationship back.

Uh-and,
Meaningless Apologies.

I can't think enough to that situation. Whatever the cause of our quarrel might be, Whoever's fault it could be,

One thing I would never do even in my death bed is to not respect him.

I can never do that.

Maybe it's only from my side. Because he was the saviour to me. Maybe I wasn't his.

But the thing I'm not sure of is,
Him being out of control.

Because he had medicines that day. So if he's saying that he's out of control and blaming that he didn't have medicines. I would have no hope.

But he didn't mention it. But it doesn't really mean a win.

But I don't want to believe the fact that he actually slapped me. I know he was stressed that night.

But I've never faced these types of things before marriage.

He got more control of me after our marriage.
I don't know but I believe that.

I wanted to leave.

But I couldn't see him sobbing.

Laugh and cry together.

I don't know why I stand with that statement but couldn't control sobbing either.
I didn't hide them. No use. He already knows.