Arranged To be Malik

Chapter 40

" Dear, it took so long just to feel alright,

Remember how to put back the light in my eyes,

I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed,

Cause you broke all your promises,

And now you're back,

You don't get to get me back" Christina Perri~ Jar Of Hearts..

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Rawan's POV:

" Zayn, please talk to me! You haven't said anything to me since the last week for the love of your God!" I scream at Zayn.

That's true, Zayn haven't said a single word to me, let alone even touch me. A week ago all of this happened, and I really want to know what's wrong with him? What is wrong with us? There's something is bothering him since the last week, and I asked him many times, but I always got the same answer from him, "I am totally fine"

" I am talking to you!" He says without any emotions in his voice or on his face. I know he is hiding something away from me, but the thing is I don't know what it is, and it's eating me alive.

" Zayn, I know there's something wrong with you, I can feel it!" I speak, softly this time, I need him to talk to me before I get mad.

" I am totally fine!" The same answer.

" Can't you see or even feel that we haven't touched each other since the last week? And even if I did that, you push my hand away from you? Are you getting bored of me?" I snap more than I question him, with tears in my eyes, threatening me to fall, but I don't want to show any signs of weakness in front of him.

" Zayn, talk to me!" I scream at him, feeling my break down will be soon. He looks at me like I am a complete stranger to him and grasps one of his cigarette, he puts the killing weapon in his mouth and lights it up.

" Are you kidding me right now?" I scream again, thanks God that Adam isn't with us right now, he doesn't need to hear his parents fighting and screaming at each other.

He inhales deeply from his cigarette and exhales all of the smoke, then he replies coldly, " What do you want from me right now? Can't you see that I am busy right now?"

I stare at him, not believing him, my Zayn! He becomes the cold one that I knew too well from the first months of our marriage, I don't want him to be like that again, I want him to touch me again, I want him to kiss me again, I want him to talk to me, telling me what's wrong with him, I can help him and I am sure of it.

" Oh really? The cigarette is more important than me?" I ask him while trying to control my tears with everything in my power.

" I didn't say it!" He defends himself. Playing with his black hair to calm himself down, making me sure that there's something he is hiding it away from me.

" You don't have to say it, Zayn! You meant it" I snap, feeling the need to say everything to him.

" Rawa-" He is about saying my name? Really? He doesn't say my name at all! He only says it when he moans while kissing me.

" Really, Zayn? Rawan? My name!" I cut him off. Curling the both of my hands beside me in order to not punish him.

He looks down at the ground, still his cigarette in his mouth, I walk towards his direction and say, " Please Zayn, if there is something wrong, tell me, I can help you!"

Instead of saying anything back to me, he blows the smoke on my face, making me shut my eyes and coughs loudly. I grasp the cigarette from his mouth and put it in the ashtray. Standing up from my position to drink some water to clear my mouth and throat from the horrible smell.