Ravaged souls

I love you

On call

Faria- Zahra why the hell are you calling me at 5 am?

Zahra- I confessed

Faria- you what? Speak with context please.

Zahra- I confessed my feelings towards him, he said he also likes me and told me to wait for him but it's been more than 8 hours, he still hasn't returned

Faria- Why are you so dumb Zahra? You are just another puppet for him to play with-

Zahra- No no he isn't like that, he has no past relationships or anything like how the media shows him, he told me about this.

Faria- And you believed him? Seriously? Okay then ask him why did he went brothel that day? And please get over with this 'like' thing he is nothing what you deserve, he is good for one night stand, not a strawberry guy.

Zahra- Did you just disrespected my husband? No matter what I don't give you or anyone rights to disrespect him.

Faria- oh so it's 'my husband' now? Keep waiting for 'YoUr HuSbAnD' he might be in bed with some-

(Call cancelled by Zahra)

Zahra's POV

I don't want to think about that possibility, what if he is really- no no he won't lie to me he haven't lied to me ever, he is not what they think.

I never expected my best friend to say such atrocious words about my husband, I don't trust her but what if he is actually lying to me?

What if he is really pretending everything and what if he wants to me be stuck in his trap so that he can torture me?

'darling, this is not a fairytale please stop your deadass what if scenarios'

'stop overthinking he might be stuck somewhere'

I heard the door of my bedroom opening and I stood on my feets ready to bombard Walid with questions but my eyes went up on his attire.

His first two buttons were broken, the belt is not properly tied as it was when he was leaving, his black shirt seems rugged, his knuckles bruised.

"Did you fought someone?" I asked while taking steps towards him in concern, he motioned me to stop by his hand and directly went to washroom.

'something is fishy'

I heard his groan from inside as the door was slightly open, I peaked though it and witnessed his bare back, bleeding...He is bleeding.

Without thinking twice I entered the bathroom standing behind him as he saw my reflection in the mirror and turned his face to me.

"Zahra-" before he could complete I grabbed his hand pulled him outside the bathroom.

"How can you be so careless Walid?" I asked while pacing in the room in search of first aid box, I grabbed the one which was kept in my dressing table and motioned him to lay on bed.

Without any conversations I started judging his wound and to be honest, it hurts to see this, the wound was much bigger than I expected, I hope this first box have the stitching kit.

As a clumsy kid in hostel, I would always end up falling here and there, so to treat myself I learnt stitching and all the emergency things which I should know to stay alive.

After a long ten minutes of work, I finally managed to somehow bandage his wound, It won't bleed for now but we need to see a doctor tomorrow for sure.

I helped him to get up and now he was sitting on the edge of bed facing me, my hands automatically drifted to my waist as I prepared myself to scold this irresponsible husband of mine.