Lethal | KV

FIVE | Lending A Helping Hand | KV

The intense throbbing pain coming from Khaza's head made him feel like it was a thunderstorm going on inside his brain. Him and Aspen had just left the hospital after being looked at by a doctor. Khaza insisted he was fine, just had a slight headache and a cut on his chin from the fight.

He wasn't as concerned about his wellbeing. Khaza was just really shocked at how quick he reacted to defend Aspen. What shocked him even more was there were people around, other than Khaza himself, and did nothing.

That's usually how it went pertaining to physical abuse. Everybody just acts like it's not being done or either don't want anything to do with it which is disheartening.

Khaza didn't put himself in that category. Just like he reacted with Aspen, he would've did the same thing if it was anybody else. He wasn't going to turn a blind eye to something as serious as that.

"My head hurts so bad." Aspen groaned, caressing her forehead. With all the drama that went on, a migraine was the last thing she wanted to deal with. Those things can be a pain in the ass.

Her and Khaza were just leaving the hospital around three that morning. Hours like this Khaza was used to because he barely could get any sleep, his mind wouldn't let him. Every night, he'd be up overthinking or letting his thoughts drive him crazy.

Khaza took a quick glance at Aspen while keeping his focus on the highway. "I know I've apologized already but I'm sorry about how that went down at the club." Khaza spoke shaking his head.

Aspen sat silently, letting the altercation that just happened play flashbacks in her mind.

"You probably didn't even want me interfering into your business like that but I couldn't help it." He explained. Khaza was thinking Aspen probably didn't want a complete stranger butting into business that wasn't his.

"It's okay." Aspen reassured Khaza. "I figured you were just helping me." It didn't take long for Aspen to realize that Khaza was just lending a helping hand.

Though she did think it was risky of him to be so daring. Only because nowadays, people don't fight fair anymore so she was thankful Khaza just walked away with a headache and cut chin.

"I can't believe he really hit, like he actually hit me this time." Aspen uttered in disbelief. Khaza slowed down on the gas as he approached an oncoming red light. He then turned to Aspen, somewhat baffled by what she just said.

"This time? So there's been other incidents where he's been like this before." Khaza could see how that question was a discomfort for Aspen by the way she shifted her body.

"Oh I'm sorry. I wasn't- I just was caught of guard-." He stammered. Khaza wasn't trying to make Aspen feel uncomfortable or awkward about the question he just asked. He was just really concerned.

"Let me keep driving." Soon as the light switched from red to green, Khaza proceeded moving along onto the road.

"I remember me and Angelo, that's his name." Aspen paused before continuing on. "We had got into it real bad one time. I can't think what it was that made him spaz out like that. All I remember is him taking out a gun and for a split second, I thought he would use it on me."

Aspen zoned out for a few seconds, taking herself back to that terrible but fortunate day. It replayed over and over again in her mind almost daily that, that could've been her last day.

Possibly taken out by hands of someone who claimed to have loved her.

"Aspen I'm sorry you had to go through that." Khaza said, catching glimpses of her. He could only imagine how traumatic that encounter must have been for her.