Tainted : Unneeded love

Why Me

Sidra

I wiped my tears away and got up. “Where are you going Sidra?” he asked. “ The bathroom, do I need permission for that now?” I asked clearly annoyed. “Yes, I don't want you collapsing and me not knowing where you are. You need to be close.” he answered. I nodded and opened the bathroom. I washed my face and wiped it. I got out and sat on the bed. To be honest, I didn't have a problem with Zaki being here but he was really quiet. I needed someone to talk to, I didn't like being alone with my thoughts. He looked at me for a few moments and looked back to the book he was reading. I didn't pay attention to what book he was reading. I put my head on the pillow and tried to fall asleep but just kept locking eyes with Zaki. I was so confused, like what book was he reading that made him so quiet. “What are you reading?” I asked staring at the book that was taking his attention away. It looked a bit familiar but I had just woken up and felt a bit hazy so I must be imagining things.
“Your poetry book.” he answered not taking his eyes off it. I jolted right up.
What? He was reading my book? That had private emotions written in a form of poetry. He probably wouldn't understand it anyway. “You're a great writer actually. I can't take my eyes off these poems. I've read them three times already.” he answered. “Thank you.” I answered. It didn't mean a lot to me anyway that he read my book. “How are you feeling now?” he asked gently. “Better than before but still a little lightheaded. ” I answered. He nodded. “I'll get you some food so you can take some medication. You'll feel better.” he offered. I nodded. Its not as if I wanted to argue with him but I wasn't hungry. He brought me some food in a tray. I didn't bother to touch it. He sighed. “Why aren't you eating?” he asked. “I'm not hungry.” I said. “Really? I know you're hungry but you have to eat or do you want me to feed you?” he asked. I shook my head but I wasn't going to eat. “Eat please.”he started to beg me. “I don't want to and why do you even want me to eat?” I asked. “Because I care about you okay.” he blurted angrily. “Why? Why me?” I asked. He sighed. “Why not you?” he asked. He seemed to be annoyed by me actually. He was worried about me at the same time but why? Why would he care about me?