Faurah

Chapter 27

One minute I was pinned against the wall and the next I was sprawled on the floor with my hands above my head.

Footsteps rushed towards us. Toward me. Towards him.

He was pulled off of me. Pushed. Kicked. Beaten.

I sat up. He was here. My protector, my saviour, my enemy.

Now that filth was just a body. It wasn't moving. Was there a souls in there? Did I want there to be? No

I was scooped up. My protector? My enemy?

I was in his car.

I was in his flat.

I was in his bed.

He was beside me. Protector? Enemy?

"I should never have let you go." I reached out to caress his cheek. He let me.

"Nothing happened. You stopped it before anything could." I whispered.

I pulled him towards me. Protector or enemy? In that moment my heart told me I needed him. I needed my protector.

I held him. He held me.

"I'm so sorry Faurah. I want to tell you everything. It won't make it better but I need you to understand what I did and why I did it." He rushed but then slowed his words, "maybe right now isn't a good time. You need rest."

"No, tell me." I urged.

"Are you sure?" I nodded. He inhaled slowly and exhaled. "Everyone knows Haroon is no good for you. I always had my eyes set on you and he knew that. It made him want you and I was prepared to let him have you until I caught him meeting up with women behind your back. I told him what he was doing was wrong. So, so wrong. We fought and argued but he just didn't listen. You wanted him and I couldn't stand it but I tried for you, Faurah. I really did but Haroon doing that just made something snap inside of me. I didn't know how else I could make you mine. I know Haroon wouldn't want to be near any girl if he thought they had been with anyone else. I only see you with me which is why I decided to do it. The idea came to me after that day, it wasn't pre meditated but it was the perfect opportunity." I still listening to him. Trying to absorb everything he had told me. "I'm so sorry Faurah. Please say something."

"It's not right for you to apologise. I knew Haroon wasn't right for me but I just kept pushing. I needed someone in my life. I should've realised that that someone was you." Tears slipped from my eyes and down my cheek. "It caused me a lot of heartache but appreciate your heart was in the right place.

"No, Faurah. I was selfish. I wanted to hurt Haroon and make him jealous. I don't deserve your forgiveness." His voice cracked and sobs left his lips.

I shuffled to hug him tight. "I was too quick to leave but I'm glad I did. It helped me calm down. I need you, Arfan, and you need me." I cooed as I stroked his hair. "How did you know where I was today."

I braced myself for the answer, "I left work to come and get you. Your mum let me in and I saw those withered flowers that weren't sent by me, read the note and started walking."

"You left work?" Is all I could think about.

"Of course I did. You're my priority. My company means nothing to me if you're not here safe with me."

I leaned forwards and pecked his cheek before tears welled in my eyes again. "Where is he? What's going to happen? What if he comes back?"

He gently rubbed my back, soothing me. "I called up some friends. There taking care of it."

"Do you know who it was?" I asked, curious if he figured it out but he shook his head 'no' since he wouldn't have had the time to see his face under the mask. "It was Arthur."