A Shadow Of A Man

Part Seventeen~ Count Me Out

Personally I feel either will work but take your pick, this one relates to the scene:

If you prefer dramatic music for a dramatic scene then play this when Zoya runs outside:

For such a long time now it felt as if something had been missing from her life, there was this strange emptiness that haunted her every movement, attached to her like a shadow, always there but not always visible. It was now as she looked down at him she saw him in a different light, the whistle of the wind against the trees and the heavy fall of rain against the window only set the tone even more, the feeling was surreal. Unable to stop herself she raised her hand and ran her fingers over his lips, it only felt like now she was really seeing him, now she was really touching him, she'd never understand how hard it had been on him but if it was anything like how she felt now she knew it had to feel excruciating. Her hands moved to his cheeks then his hair, down to his neck then his sturdy, muscular shoulders. She deserved this, deserved pain for not listening to him "Do your worst Mr Hooda, treat me like the rest"

Though confused at how she was touching him he pulled her closer by her shirt "You have no idea what you're asking for Zoya"

She didn't but she didn't care, she had to prove herself right, he wouldn't hurt her because he couldn't. "Then show me"

"I know what you want Zoya and you can't have it, I know you want more than anything for this to mean something, it won't, whatever we had is over now, sometimes you never think you'll find better" his eyes met hers "Until you do, why return to you when there is better out there"?

"Because no one else is good enough for you, I know you and I know how much you want-" she had to believe in herself or she would falter at the first step

"Megan, yes, she seems the type to succeed in the bedroom, trust me i've witnessed it and she does"

"That the best you got, lies"? She challenged him not expecting to be proven wrong

Aditya put her down then held his pillow up "See the red hair"?

"No" Zoya shook her head, voice breaking and hot tears freely rolling down her cheeks "No, no you wouldn't, you wouldn't do that" she hiccuped "To me, not to me, no" grabbing the pillow she threw it to the floor and grabbed the top of his white plain jumper "Tell me you're lying, tell me you're lying" she screamed

"If I did, then I would be lying" her smack echoed around the room, he hit the wall when she pushed him back

"I hate you, you hear me, I hate you" slapping him again she let out a cry when he grabbed her hands and pinned her to the wall "Let go of me, get off" her eyes wavered over his raised hand "Go on then, hit me, GO ON" his hand quickly covered her mouth leading to her screams becoming muffled but still slightly audible, kicking her legs she closed her eyes and continued to cry

"Shut up, all you do is cry, cry, cry, and that's exactly what I told you not to do, a strong woman is what I want and you" he looked her up and down "Are weak"

Biting into his hand she gasped for air when he pulled it away "Fine, if i'm so weak, and she's so much better than me, then why kiss me huh, why kiss me"? Trying to pull her hands back she released a frustrated sigh "I don't know what your wife ever saw in you, you are cruel"