CHAINED BY ARAB MAFIA(Ongoing)

chapter 17

"asher...i..im so..sorry but i ccant"Tears running down my face, like the water flowing through the drains rubbing salt into my open wounds.i bowed my head suddenly i felt embarrassed

"b..but-" i looked at asher his face was masked with betrayal and hurt.."okay calm done..hubibi..we'll figure this out..you can take your time theres no rush" he tried to console me and i nodded.."lets go home shall we?"he wiped away my tears and gave a small peck on my cheek.."im sorry" i murmured..."its okay hubibi"and then together we walked back home. 

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i sat on my bed consumed by various thoughts..I never experienced grief this bad before. It all started when I lost my mother, my world and my hero. It sneaked up on me quietly and took me under its arms in an instant. I was lost mostly because I had lost a big part of me. I couldn't get that part back and I wanted it so bad as my life depended on it but it was all gone, vanished in thin air. I can't say it got better but it did get easier.

 At first, I thought grief was something bad that takes you ten feet under but soon I learned that it was just the price we had to pay for loving someone.

just a few hours before when i saw ahad...seeing his condition ..his despair..his helplessness took me back to my childhood...when i was just an adolescent trying to convince people that it was my father who killed my beloved mother..but no one ever believed me...it was something in his eyes that reflected that he was telling the truth..it stired something in me...convincing me that he was not lying...but it all was so confusing..even if i believed him but what about asher what does he want? 

i sighed and was shock to see it was already 1 am in the night..and i wanted to talk to asher..maybe i should tell him about what happened earlier this evening..i quickly got off the bed and made my way towards his room.

i knocked twice but i got no response.."asher" i called..."im coming in"..as i entered his room was unlighted..."asher" i called again and checked the bathroom..maybe hes in his office i closed his bedroom door and checked the office..no sign of asher..huh! where the hell is he?

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ASHERS POV

The blood flowed thickly from ahads face."So you came to attack again, you coward. You come while I sleep and sneak into my home uninvited and abducted me. You are so pathetic."Every time he opened his mouth I got angrier.

"just tell me the fucking truth..and you'll be free what did you tell nur?" i boomed..he smiled at me "FUCK YOU!" Every word stung only fueling the fire that burned inside of me. Every violated phrase was like gasoline to it, my fists began to clench and my jaw rooted. When the final mento had been added to the coke inside of me I exploded with anger, with no control objects levitated and broke. There is blood on my knuckles as i landed another fist on his bruised face.."your'e helpless ahad..." he groaned and fell back on the floor...

i indicated my two heavily build guards to keep beating him..i examined the old garage..and felt a deja vu...and soon realized it was the same garage where nur helped me fix my wounds.

his pained filled agony got louder and i motioned the guards to leave.."y..ou will n..ever...be ..wi..th herr.."

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NUR POV 

As i scanned the whole house i suddenly realized  there was no sign of him. 45 minutes have passed on my search of asher...but he wasnt in the house...oh god! why didn't i thought of it before..i quickly grabbed my sweater and sprinted to the garage..

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"your'e a fucking coward...te..ll her the truth!" ahad slurred. i distinctly held him up by his hair..."