scourge (On-hold)

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SCOURGE

CHAPTER 57

You know that feeling where by you feel guilty at same time you don't regret your actions its exactly how falak has been feeling for the past 2weeks Malik mum came herself so was his dad or should she say her dad?
they apologise everyone came and say a piece of there thought but she doesn't care, they said Malik isn't well he was at the hospital which was 5days ago but she doesn't want to go, Ahmad even send her a picture of him he was at the ICU but she still refused to go, she is currently sitting in the parlor as usual aunty sameeha traveled that morning, the parlor door open and she drop the book she's reading on her lap.

Standing regal as ever is Malik she looks up and her eyes meet his piercing stare, watery Hazel eyes like a pile of crystal silver embroidered with green, long eyelashes looking brazenly into her eyes, she gnaw on her bottom lips and look somewhere over his shoulder, there eyes met despite her effort to avoid his predatory gaze but failed, she screwed her eyes shut as memories bitter memories from the past flash in her head,
He didn't blink not even for a second watching every of her movement like a predator watching his prey, she open her eyes with a heavy breathe,
Bright Brown eyes of an optimist that remind him of wet sand in the Sahara memorable only for the bitterness he caused, her eyes look so different at the moment, so sensitive, softer than he knows yet burning with rage.

She stand up and he took his first step scanning her head to toe the green tea length slip gown she's wearing did nothing but perfect her looks.

She stare through him watching his movement the way lion watch a bunny, he stand just a feet away from her and she look up at him,
His eyes flattened face hardened in concentrarion making her to tear her gaze away from his.

She feel his hand grab hers and she didn't budge nor look up at him, he stare at her pensively he used his thumb to lift her head so she could look at him but she just throw a conspirational glance his way and look away.

"What do you want Malik?"She say finally mustering some courage to ask and he release a heavy breath his hand feeling her tender soft palms in his.

"Lets go home Falak."he say the desperation clearly in his voice and she shake her head looking up at him.

"No."she reply watching as the light fades from his eyes until they are dark and empty.

A competitive stared fixed between the two her I've seen it all with you eyes stare through him while he steely eyes stare at her without a blink.

She was the first to look away, she remove her hands from his cold palms and turn to leave but he grab them again.

"You are killing me Falak."

"You have killed me thousand of times."

"Lets fixed this."he say drawing her close to him there gazed locked now that she's close he looks tired, his eyes slightly red from allergies a little net of wrinkles at the corner of the eyes probably because of stress.

Time seems to stop for Malik pingponging his gaze around her face, sensitive Brown eyes, hair falling into them, he remove the stranded of hair from her face and she look away stepping away from him.