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Chapter Ninteen - Crying? Tears Are The Last Things I want to see In Your Eyes

"And don't tell me it's the person I'm thinking about." I said to my mum as I took a few steps back because she was holding a knife in her hand and she was looking at me with smoke coming out from her eyes. I know it's usualy ears but this time it was eyes.

"Adam?" She said as she took few steps furhter and I took few steps back.

"Yes mum?"

"It is the person you're thinking about, face the truth you do like her and maybe she likes you too, you guys argue all the time."

"That's arguing it means we don't like each other." I fought back, but man did it work on my mum?

"Well that's the thing, people who like each other do. They argue all the time or most of the times because of the smallest thing."

"Mum, that could mean we hate each other maybe." I said as I stood firm.

"But it could also mean you guys don't hate each other, so think about it." She said as she started to walk out of the room and then she stopped. "She's like a little girl wouldn't it be cute if you take care of her?" With that she left, but I'm also like a little boy so wouldn't it be cute if I take care of myself?

I sat down on the bed giving it a hard thought, as I remember I don't think we ever hated each other we would laugh and joke and pick on each other and that was it. I thought about Nadia as my wife for a second and that didn't sound too bad, I mean it would be quiet fun as I can tease her all the time. But first let me find Nadia to talk to her, and make sure my feelings are right at least this time. I stood up and took my jacket to go out, as soon as I was out I had no idea where to find Nadia. I can't just go to her house because that would be weird. I walked and walked like a lost person I had no idea where to go. Let's just walk and see where my legs will take me.

Khadija's P.O.V

I woke up and looked at my face straight away, it looked so pale. I looked for Ismael but he wasn't here I felt so weak I couldn't even stand straight, I have never had such a pain in my life. I walked away from the bed to go to the toilet while holding into the walls, but before I could even reach there everything went blank. I couldn't hear and couldn't see anything else other than the darkness that filled my eyes. I wished I was with my family at least they would have been here at this kind of moment where I needed someone by my side...

"Khadija... Khadija?" I heard a voice call while shaking me but man I couldn't open my eyes. "Please open your eyes?" This was Ismael surely, now that I know I don't to open my eyes. I felt his lips press on my forehead for awhile and then he said something shocking which was "I'm sorry." Did he really mean it? One thing I hate in this world is people who say sorry but actually don't mean it. Because if you do mean it then show it, that isn't hard. I opened my eyes slowely as it was hard to open them and then looked at him.

"Are you okay?" He asked his eyes shining from worries. My answer was supposed be no but did I say it?

"I'm alright. Don't worry." I answered as I stood up, the pain was slightly gone, but I still need to go and get checked by the doctor later on.

"I think you should relax for now, I will help you." He held my arm but I pushed it away slowely. If he really wanted to help he should have done so from the beginning when I needed his help. This is why I was afraid of marriage because I knew I would fall for him deeply.

"It's okay, I'm strong enough to take care of myself." Well that's what I always said for the past seven years when I knew I could actually do it.

"Okay then I have to go some where I will be back soon." Since when did he start telling me? He doesn't even care. Well that works out for me, I can just go to the doctors and get checked. Ismael left and I was ready to go out. I put my shoes on and I closed the door behind me as I left the room.