The Last December

Chapter 4

I'll spill your brain out
Ali
The moment i say, she's my wife and she needs to accept it, no actually I didn't say it , i fucking screamed at her and i feel sorry now, so before this gets into a mess i open my mouth to say something "look i'm_" she charges towards me in anger and push me behind, her both hands are on my chest, and she pushes me twice, "you had to fucking ruin everything Ali and now you are making me accept something i never fucking wanted" she pushes me again, wow love that, its the 3rd time, she's so angry, her eyes shows how disgusted she's with me. I should hold back, i should control myself, but fucking me, I don't, i hold her both wrist and then pin her against the very car i gifted her a minute ago. Her back is pressed to the door of the car, my both hands are grabbing her wrist tightly, i fucking have lost my mind, and both of our eyes have anger inside it, the only difference is my anger holds emotion but her eyes are dead they are blank, they have been blank since she got her fucking memories and that hurts like a bitch.
Our anger have different reasons, for her, she's disgusted and angry coz she has to be with me, And for me, the anger is because she's fucking challenging me. I press my body against her, looking damn straight in her eyes, my knuckles are touching her chest, the warmth of my hands are getting colder with her cold body, she's looking at me as if she will kill me next minute, not gonna lie, she's killed before, i don't doubt that she can't do it again. But before I could do anything, she kicks me in the balls.
Fuck her.
I leave her wrist because the pain explodes in my body, fucking hell. She gets out of my hold, when i look up, at her, she points her index finger at me, and with rage full eyes she says "Do this Again Ali Khan, and i'll spill your brains out"
She takes a deep breathe and continues "i'm not one of your servants who would listen to the fuck you will and nod like a helpless person, I don't take your wrath, you don't own me, i own myself and i will not tolerate this. And then she walks past me, without glaring back.
Well that didn't go well, obviously i lost my control and i just pinned her against the car which is absolutely the worst way i can win her back.
I don't know what happened and what made me lose my brain but it just triggered me and well i hurted her, i saw the look in her eyes, it wasn't a good start now, my gifts are now just a waste after i fucked up.
Its been difficult with her from all the sides i look, as i said the moment she got her memories back, she's been hard to tackle and then she had to marry me, which according to her is the worst possible thing that could happen, so here she is giving me a very hard time, but the thing is she's right, I can't treat her, that way, i hate myself for the behaviour, i'm cold as ice with everyone but not with her and this is most probably the first time i ever raised my voice at her, i never did when we were kids and used to play, neither i did when we were teenagers and fell distant or never i did when she wokeup with her memories gone. I'd be selfish when i say that when she wokeup not realizing anything i was happy, i thought i had a chance, i can make her mine as it was planned years ago. I was on it, i took 5 years to get closer to her only to get thrown far away once her memories were back. The moment she got them, she distanced herself, and that fucker Alex came into our lives again. Though he doesn't even know about her existence,  no one in USA knows about it. and i'll make sure no one gets to know either. I slam my fist against the car out of anger for whatever shit that just happened, when a familiar voice speaks behind me, "wow That little show was cool as hell brother" i turn to find Motherfucker Mikael smiling like a jerk, his hands folded against his chest, Mikael is a reflection of mother, but when it comes to their personality they are different. He's got sharpe features black hairs, hazel eyes like mum, he's younger to me but he did grew taller than me, though mika does not resemble dad and me only he's got black hairs like us. He's never serious in his life, half of his life he's spending in party and fucking more than half of the female population of his college. He's that one person who brings a topic for me and dad to discuss apart from buisness, whenever we three sit on the dinning table he's the one who starts the conversation and indulges us, he knows my relationship with our father is fucked, so to maintain peace he tries to be neutral but that doesn't let him go away from my wrath, he's a motherfucker too who enjoys everyone's misery.
Just like now he's standing infront of me smiling like an idiot because he's seen our fight. I move towards him and put my hand on his right shoulder "stop the fuckery or those teeths which you are showing me will no longer be in your mouth the other minute" he laughs, well fuck him. "I know i know brother, i was just kidding. Please spare my teeth, you know girls love it when_" I interrupt him in between coz I certainly don't want to know about his sex life "shut the fuck up and get out of my sight" then i brush past him and move towards the house, i need to solve the problem i just created.