Fallen angel. Broken, bruised and loved {completed}

11. The monser is back

Fatima's POV
I put the dishes and went straight to my room. I didn't hope the news to be so sad for him, that it made him furious.
Entering the room I hoped that he was asleep. But, no. My hopes were not in use.
I sighed, preparing for the worst. Only from seeing his eyes you would probably think that he is going to kill me if looks could kill people on the spot.
I saw him coming closer to me. I took steps backwards until I couldn't go back anymore. I collided with the door of the closet.
"Oh, no! what are you going to do now, Fatima? Think fast, think." My inner self told me. But I didn't know what to do. I was so shocked. Waqas was looking straight into my eyes. Compared to mine, his eyes looked furious, and ready to pop out any moment.
He enclosed the space around me and the wall, rapping his hands around me and putting them on the wall.
I could feel his breaths fanning my face. For a moment I was not in my senses. I just smelled his sense. I don't know why I loved it so much. But it. It was getting me off my senses.
"Fatima! Wy? Why did you have to get pregnant? Why did your freaking family have to mess up in my life? Do you even know how many dreams I have? and now! Now they are all shattered, because of you! You, and your pregnancy! Damn you! Damn our marriage! I'll divorse with you, I promise!
I stood there shocked, trapped between him the wall, and my own thoughts about my life. Tears started rolling freely down my cheeks. I couldn't control them even if I wanted to.
"Stop your damn drama! Stop crying, no one will help you from the hell tonight, and tomorrow, and the next day! Is it clear?" He looked lustfully at me, then poked my chest with his finger.
"I... I understand. I'm. I'm not guilty for what happens, but you only." I said to him, trying to sound confident.
But that was his anger's peak. He took a robe, then he pushed me on the bed and tied it.
I knew what would be following afterwards, so I just closed my eyes.
I'm tied how can I get out of this? How?
"Ya Allah, help me please, help me!" I prayed to Allah for help.
He... He started his lustful work on me.
I screamed, yelled, cried from pain. But he gave no attention to it, instead that made him have more pleasure.
When he finish what was giving me pain and him pleasure from it, he fell asleep next to me.
He forgot to untie me. So I just fell asleep with pain, messed body, messed hair, cracking voice, and the worst, bad, bad memories.
If It happened one day so that I have to forgive him, I will really need a lot of time to take for it to happen.

Sorry guys, I lost my last draft, it went somewhere. I got involved into a crap drama. I cried my heart out, I was so depressed, that one word was not even coming to my mind, the only thing was how to yell, scream, cry and blame myself for something I haven't done. Someone, who I've never hurt. But I. I was the most hurt of it all. I'm still suffering but not seeing that person helps me to forget everything. Anyway.
Allah Hafiz. Thanks for the reading and voting. God bless you all, wherever you are.