Love Is Medicine

CHAPTER 6

HAMZA

I need something to forgot everything that happened today.

I am just getting crazy just by thinking, everything is on loop in my mind.

The confused look on her face while seeing arsh and shazu reaction is imprinted in my brain.

They both didn't ask anything during car ride back to home.

And I went straight into my room and locked it.

I looked at my hand which I touched her with, I can still feel her soft skin on it, her pulse beating with a speed of an engine,I can still feel it.

A unknown emotions rising in me,I just can't express how I feel because she didn't touch me,she touched the dead soul which came alive with her touch. There was comfort in that touch, which I always run away from. But from her I was craving it .

But I didn't cry,i cried for so many people,who didn't even care for me,so i stopped crying 3 years ago, all the people around me don't even deserve a tear drop from me.

They are the why my life is a living hell... they made me like this...

In the afternoon when she was talking about her age she looked very uncomfortable that she will start crying at any second. I just can't see her like that i just can't....

I may not cry for them.. but i hate people who cry around me too.. emotional fools...

Yes I wanted to know everything about her but not like this!!

After that she was so lost in her thoughts. I've observed that she gives full attention to the opposite person whatever the crap they are talking.

We all need a person who listens to us... everything we talk rather than just fake comforting us...

she always listens what my uncle explains with so much attention.

When she was going to bump into the wall l don't know how I just grabbed her wrist,and pulled back to me.

And I know I fucked up everything thing about my past and the shit, reeled infront of my eyes and I clenched my jaw to stop the emotions consuming me.

The way Oliva got hurt right infront of me... because of me...

She saw me with her dark brown eyes like she knows every secret of my past.Like she can read them like a magazine.

I never felt this unguarded after three fucking years ...

The touch burning on my hand because no woman touched me after my mother 12 years ago except my It's rather i touched anyone...

Expect the one incident three years ago that still haunts me..

I hate when people touch me..

She is the only girl I touched after 12 years...and it felt fucking amazing..i just want her soft like cotton hand in mine.

A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts, I opened the door and it was my Dr.uncle. i know what he wants to talk about.

I masked up emotions with a straight face, which I do from a long time.

"Why you locked the door" he inquired "I was taking a nap" I lied."so how was your college today?" he asked " you know it right you are the one who explained"I deadpanned."Good point "he said "you were looking little off today?" He questioned.

"I was perfectly fine,thank you " I replied not giving any reaction." I see you made new friends other than Adarsh and Shahzain, good progress Nijju"he said"Yeah Arsh know them from long time"I replied.