Fallen angel. Broken, bruised and loved {completed}

8. The past cmes unexpectedly, or it's too fishy?

Fatima's POV
When Waqas came home he didn't even look at my state, he didn't look at what he did to me.
But I didn't give up. I continued living, continued praying and continued drawing, wearing my hijab proudly, and seaking forgiveness from Allah.
"Just press my clothes and leave them on the bed for tomorrow, I have an important meeting." He coldly said to me. I looked at him then went to do whatever he told me. After finishing I was exosted. I just wanted to go to sleep. After praying isha I just plopped on the bed and fell asleep.
Waqas's POV
The next morning I woke up and was so shocked and surprised of how good my clothes looked. I whispered a thank you to Fatima and left for work.
I went to the near coffey shop and bought a cup of hot chocolate for me. Just when I was ready to live the person I saw shocked me.
Black, curly hair, brown eyes.
"Sonia?" I said amazed looking at her.
"Yeah, it's me sweetie, how are you?" She said, winking at me. I was shocked, frozen on my place.
"Let's go sweetie, to our house, do you want?" She said with her voice of a light girl. For a first time, I was disgusted of her and her behavior.
"Ok, sweetie let's go to your house I have to marry you, right?" After saying this she dragged me with her.
We drove to mine and Fatima's house. We entered and just as she was ready and sitting on Fatima's place, I felt a pain in my chest.
"Fatima, what have you done to me? What's happening with me?" I thought to myself and let out a sigh.
When Anam saw her she got furious.
"Waqas? How can you do this to my sister? First raping her and then... This girl?" She yelled, glaring at me and Sonia.
"Who are you to talk like that to us?" Sonia said, glaring at Anam.
"Let MR. Waqas to tell you who I am and who my sister is to him." Anam said, running upstairs.
"Fatima has told her everything." I said to myself.
"Let's go to our room, I am tired sweetie." Sonia said, looking at me like she has never seen a man before.
And just at that time Anam came with Fatima who was bitterly crying her heart out.
"An... Anam why? Why didn't you tell me?" She said glaring at Sonia with her teary eyes.
"Who is she, swetie?" Sonia said, giving a who are you look to Fatima.
that was the time, the batle of my heart and mind.
My heart said to get Sonia out of my life once and forever, and to accept Fatima. My mind said to remove both of them from my life and continue on.
I never ever listened to my heart, but decided to try it our.
"Sonia, she is my wife, Fatima. Meet each other." I said giving an evil smirk to Sonia and a loveing look to Fatima.
"What? Your wife? That girl? See her! See her poor face good! She is nothing more than me.!"
"Yes! She is everything you are not! Did you understand? Now, get out of my house!" I said, glaring at Sonia.
She got up and left, without even saying a word.
"And better, find a good man for yourself and invite us to your wedding." I shouted when she was on the way to leave the house.
And so, I just refused Sonia. I got out my past from my way. Now, I will maybe seek forgiveness from Allah and Fatima.