Roses & Bullets ✔️

~38

'DON'T FORGET TO TAP THE LITTLE STAR AT THE BOTTOM OF YOUR SCREEN BEFORE OFFING YOUR DATA PLx❤️'

Ihsan's POV
The next day
7:08am

After I've prayed subhi I headed downstairs in a baggy tee and bum shorts

I spotted Abba sitting on the couch sipping something,probably coffee without milk as usual.I walked up to him wanting to thank him for the sleep meds he gave me and for cuddling me to sleep

Who knows maybe he'd apologise for being an ass and has stopped being angry at me for whatever reason he might have been

"Ya—" He brushed passed me before I could even finish pronounce his name, like wtf?

"Yesterday meant nothing, think as if it never happened" He said in a gruff voice

"Well I don't care about yesterday so don't worry, when are we going to Kaduna" I asked folding my arms

"You aren't going anywhere" what haha bitches do be crazy

"Excuse me I think I misheard you young sir" I gritted using my british accent which I only use when I am extremely angry. It's not like I can control it, it just changes on its own

"You heard me Ihsan" He said heading to the kitchen and I followed him,hot on his trails

"Look mister, I don't care. She is my mother" I tried my best not to shout but my voice was still loud

"And so" He asked raising a brow. Wow

"Who are you?" I asked my heart was literally bleeding it felt like something was squeezing it like how you would squeeze your clothes before putting it on the line to dry

"Your lifeline" He says sarcastically before leaving

I stayed rooted to my spot cause I'm drowning.Drowning in different emotions.Pain,regret,anger I felt them all.Each of them grabbing me and pulling me deeper and deeper into the dark sea of agony,it made reaching the surface impossible

I can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe. Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe..Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.Can't breathe.

"Ihsan"

"Ihsan"

"Ihsan" I heard a faint voice "Breathe Ihsan breathe! You are turing pale" the voice was muffled

I felt something cold splash against my face. I gasped in an insane amount of oxygen greedily, the black dots still danced and it's a bit hazy but I can see where I am, at the kitchen

I looked up and saw Abba holding a cup which was empty but a few droplets of water stayed here and there with his left hand while his right hand was placed on my shoulder, he looked somewhat worried?

I snarled remembering when I mistook his kindness "Get away from me" I shrugged his hand off my shoulder

"Are you okay?" He asked keeping the cup on the floor

"I'm I okay? Are you seriously asking me that? I can't believe I'm married to a heartless monster" My eyes stung with unshed tears

"A monster?'' He scoffed "Did you seriously just say a monster? You have been living with one for 20 years!" He shouted getting up to his feet

"What are you talking about" I asked not wanting to believe what he is implying

"Your lovely Dadaa of course if there is a monster in this world then it is him" What da