His Queen

Chapter thirty four

Amal's POV.

It's been days and all I've been doing is sitting in my room and staring at the blank walls that filled the room.

It's been days of isolating myself from the world around me, the only time I would actually see another being was if it was either dinner time or when Masin comes to the room.

I have even told the maids that I didn't want anyone to disturb me because I just wanted to be left alone. But that to was to much to ask as every once in a while Salma would come into the room to tell me what her and Masin have been getting up to.

The thought of them being next to each other cherishing one another was slowly breaking me inside. I didn't know why I cared so much when neither of them meant anything to me, but every time Salma tells me what her and Masin did all I feel like doing is crying, something I tend to do when she leaves the room.

"I'm glad that you know your place in this relationship and you are not trying to get close to Masin" Salma says as she starts to take my breakfast from the table, I ignored her as she spoke because that'll mean that she will leave the room sooner than if I spoke back to her.

She carried on walking towards the door and just when I thought that she was going to open the door and walk out she turns around and looks at me.

"By the way Masin will probably come back late tonight because me and him will be heading out somewhere romantic" and without waiting another minute she opens the door and exits the room leaving me staring at my fingers as I heard the door slam behind her.

And indeed he did come late that night, I wasn't sure what time he came back because I fell asleep before he even made it into the room.

But that's not even what hurts me the most, what hurts me the most is the fact that Masin thinks that he could spend his time with Salma then when he comes into the room he can act like nothing just happened as he tries to sweet talk me, saying that the only person that owns his heart is me.

"Are you okay why are you crying?" I didn't realise when he came into the room, and how quickly he made his way towards the bed but the next thing I felt was warm fingers slowly cherishing my back, for a second their I nearly forgot why I was crying as I cherished the moment of having such feelings as his hands roamed my back.

But that didn't last long as suddenly the memory of why I was crying invaded my mind, the memory of what Salma said her and Masin were doing drilled it's way into the deepest part of my mind as it pinned it self so that I could never forget.

"Don't you dare touch me with those hands" jerking myself away from him he stood their shocked with how aggressive I became. He didn't know what to say or do as he stood their with his hand still in the air.

"These hands that are supposedly mine belong to someone else so don't touch me with them." Bringing his hand down he sat down on the bed however he made sure that their was space between us, although that is what I want I don't know why having such distant made me sigh.

"I don't understand what you mean, these hands they belong to you, everything that I own belongs to you, they never belonged to anyone else because the moment I set my eyes on you when we were little you forcefully took them"  shaking my head at what he was saying I didn't want to believe the lies that he was filling me because all they will end up doing is breaking me more.