Love Is Rarely A Choice!

Freedom!

He reached in time as the overdose of pills she had taken had not finished taken effect yet. His eyes trailed to the tumbler with the remains of the dissolved pills before coming down to the figure that laid on the rug half conscious.

Azeem hurriedly squatted down and opened her mouth,seeing her mouth empty, his hands went and pressed her chest.

He pressed her chest hard this time and she gasped violently before she coughed out the remaining drugs.

His enigmatic gaze was now looking back at her,meeting her eyes straight on

"You should have let me die.You're a ruthless monster Azeem "she said while coughing again

"Well I heard a lot about that,but I can't help but admit it that it hurt here...." He showed towards his heart to fill his words
"....when you called me that"

And in the flick of second his whole demeanor changed
"Why are you engaged into this second hand kind of bullshit.?"

"Because I don't want to live here again more!" She angrily said as her eyes swelled up.

"Is better to die than live here.!" She added her lips trembling.

He tilted his head to warn her
"Don't try me layla."

"Yeah Azeem I will stop at nothing to get away from you. My h-heart!..." she gasped slowly catching her breath

"My heart is squeezing,compressing heating,boiling with rage just because of you Azeem,just because of you!"

She venomously smiled as she whispered
"I hate you! I so much hate you!"

Azeem gulped lightly, he had never seen someone portraying cavernous hatred towards him and that cut him so so deep.

"Ohh Layla we all have that tinge of craziness in us. Dare me and i will trigger yours!"

"Ohh I dare you Azeem Gad.! I've already shown you how crazy I can also be " She slowly snarled wiping her tears away

A smile took over the side of his lips and he bent to her eyes,taking her blue orbs into his coppery's

"Well don't push me that hard,coz I can be more way crazier if you want!."

The gleam in his eyes twirl with inanity
"I can show you more of my madness!"

Seeing the real lunacy look in his eyes, she loudly gulped
"If you don't want me to run away or hurt myself give me my freedom!" She proposed

His sharp calculating eyes darted between hers before he withdrew away from her space.
"Is freedom that you all ever want.?"
He asked leaning against the bedside board as if he was not the one losing it a moment ago.

"Yes.I need my freedom. If you've given me my freedom since the first day. It wouldn't have to be this way. None all this would have happened."

"You were planning to run away that day." He stated as a matter of fact.

Layla didn't deny.

"Yes but after that If we had come to an agreement it wouldn't be like this. Me running away and you chasing me.."

"What kind of agreement?"

"My freedom and I won't runaway from you."

And just like that he uttered
"Okay"

"Not only my freedom,my studies and work also."she proposed again.

"Tsk!" He hissed slowly
"You don't need to work anymore."