CHAINED BY ARAB MAFIA(Ongoing)

chapter 14

i woke to the sound of glass thrashing i quickly bolted up from the bed i was laid in my heart thunderously hammered against my ribs. i looked around room in utter fright and tried to calm myself.my eyes than rested on the clock it was 12 pm. my anxiety was at its peak as panic settled in and the recollections of Ehmeds dead scene sank in my mind. i went towards the door and headed towards the kitchen. in a distance i recognized asher as he leaned in towards the kitchen sink making low howling sound as if in immense pain.

"asher.." i stuttered 

he went quiet for a moment "GO..BACK" he hissed

"aa.re you alright" i went towards and put a hand on his back.

"i..m...fine" he shouted as i flinched. 

i took his hand and forced him to turn..i gasped as i stared at him with utter horror. 

asher hunched in front of me his hands covered in blood.." did you fucking murdered someone" i bellowed but than my gaze trailed towards his hands that was clutching his abdomen. 

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE BLEEDING!" i shouted and he hissed me to be quiet.he pushed me back and ordered me to go back but i stayed stubborn.

"you need serous help asher..im calling an ambulance"

"n..noo..i'll be fine" he struggled.

suddenly he cried in pain as he leaned on towards me..somehow i managed to take him towards the nearest sofa." there is a first aid box in the kitchen go fetch it" 

i quickly got up and got the first aid box..i saw asher now struggling to breath.."ahser stay with me..shit!" 

i rapidly took out his cellphone and dialed 911.. and 10 mins passed but there was no sign of the ambulance. shit! i helped asher on his feet and sat him in the backseat of his car i took the out the car keys and clumsily drived towards the nearest hospital..."we're almost here" i said and looked at him.. asher laid unconscious...tears started to flow as i screamed for help...soon some men in hospital uniforms came and rushed him towards the emergency room. the doctor told me to stay outside while they operated in the ICU i wildly paced outside the hallway my mind going frenzy. i wasn't able to think properly all my attention was now focused on asher.

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it was 9 pm and the hospital hallway lights were dimmed i sat on the bench my tears never leaving..i continuously prayed for ashers health..

suddenly the doctors appeared with a satisfied smile on their face i quickly went towards him..

"doctor..is he alright" i asked panickingly 

"calm down..miss..he is very lucky to be alive..the stab just missed a cm from his viscera...but the most surprising thing was that his..entire body was covered in multiple stabs wounds..which seemed to be uncoordinatedly stitched..its a quite astonishing to see him survive this slash"

i sighed in relived as i thanked the doctor.."when can i see him?"

"let him wake up first than you may see him..by the way are you Mr. ashers wife" 

"n..no im his friend"

"very well than we need to call some close relatives so they can sign up the paper work" he nodded and went away.

i knotted my fingers and wiped away my tears.after sometime i decided to get frsh i went towards the ladies restroom and when i cam back i saw Ahad staring at him. my blood ran cold and my breathing got heavier "what are you doing here?" i ask through gritted teeth. he walked close to me and stood in front of me. "the hospital called me and told me about  ashers condition.." 

"get out before i call the police"

he smirked "Why call the police"

 "ahad..why? dont you ever feel guilty"

"you have no idea whats going on do you"

"i saw you shooting h..hum" my voice started to break "he was such a nice man and your blood relative..how could you do this..and the worse of all you still came to his funeral like nothing happened how cruel are you mafia people" my voice started to rise.

"there are so many secrets you still are not aware of nur" 

as i faced ahad, his face creased and i clenched my fists closed so tight i felt  the sweat trapped inside them. That's when i heard the words i yearned for the last several hours that almost stops my heart.

"Mr. ashers awake now one of you can go inside and see him" i turned my neck towards the nurse and directly step in the ICU room.."you have 10mins before we shift him to the other room" she said.

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the man that laid in front of me in the hospital bed was Asher..he seemed powerless and vulnerable..he was  attached to IV's, heart monitors and oxygen tanks. there was a white bandage just below his abdomen.

I sat myself next to him and stared dejectedly up at the ceiling.

as i sat there quietly, keeping my eyes closed, matching my breaths to the beeping of the machines that surrounded the bed, the only indications of my heartbeat, my existence. My legs were numb. i had never seen asher in this condition before..my heart ached to watch him like that.

at first he moaned and slowly opened his eyes and found mine as he looked at me it was as if every ounce of breath was taken from my lungs floating into the air like midnight smoke.  he smiled in relief and took long steady breath. 

His hand reaches for mine and they interlock..i then kissed his forehead. The tension that had kept me beaten up for several hours straight melted into nothing. watching asher breathing made me so relieved I feel like a bouncing ball. he took off his mask and motioned me to come closer.."You're so beautiful." He whispers so I feel his warm breath in my ear. and i laughed at his comment.

This feeling is so strange; it stretches throughout my whole body. It's overwhelming, yet makes me feel complete. It has no bound nor length nor depth; it's just absolute. It feels as though I'm in a dangerous fire but i didnt care...i was ready to accept his every secret his every flaw with the depth of my heart...i had never felt like this with anyone else before.

 I'm in love with him and I can't believe I've only just realized it.

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