Xalianas pov -
"AYAAN!" I scream at the top of my lungs
When I heard a bone cracking sound fill the room. A bloody scream left my mouth immediately as I felt the pain shot through my entire body.Cold sweat trickled down my forehead including salty warm tears. "WHY WOULD- AH!" Before I could scream at him he twisted the broken wrist and threw me to the floor.
I held my broken wrist with a horror filled scream. It hurts so bad I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack. I have ever broken a bone in my body, this is extremely painful.
I closed my eyes laying on the floor with my broken wrist. My eyes opened when he grabbed my wrist softly this time. I opened my eyes and stare at his sorry expression.
"I'm sorry my wife. You know it was an accident right?" He said with tears filling his eyes. If I wasn't in pain right now then I would of smacked him. Accident?
Be fricken real right now. Accident my foot. I pulled myself away from him but that was another mistake of mine. His eyes darken again. "Shh..shh" he said with a warning look and put his finger on his lip indicating me to shut up.
I was trying to hold my cries inside but I was hyperventilating so it was impossible. I'm at survival mode right now. If I don't shut up he would just do worse. I know him well. I'm fighting myself to not slap him.
"That's good. Now you'll shut up okay. Let me see your wrist wifey." He grabbed my worst softly and looked down at it. He looked up at me.
"Will you tell anyone about this? Hmm?" started to massage my wrist which isn't even helping. It's just making it hurt more. I was so badly crying that I couldn't even speak.
His worst tighten and he pulled me forward. "TALK!" He clenched my broken wrist making me kick my legs back and forth like a child holding a tantrum. I jumping too, shaking my head trying to convince him.
"I WONT!" He nodded and leaned me forward.
His lips came in contact with my forehead and he placed a soft kiss. "Good. I love you."
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"You have to keep this cast on for about a month. From there we will have a meeting in the middle of this month and I will check the progress if it's healed we will take off the cast."
My eyes watched as the doctor already finished putting a cast. A month? That's a long time. Why a month? "The damage was severe. You broken more than one bone. Basically crushing it. You're lucky you didn't get an amputation."
I looked at my right sending Ayaan a death glare but he only looked at me with soft eyes. "My wife is very clumsy. Like I said, the car door slammed right on her wrist and hand. I was so fucking worried." He gets up and placed a kiss on my head.
"I understand, I'm glad she has a caring husband like you." My brain isn't even functioning right now. These stupid smiles are making me angry. This entire time I didn't say a word.
"I'm glad you're okay my love." He kissed my cheek two more times before letting go. I had my head down looking at the pink cast I picked. His hand was placed under my chin and lifted my head up to meet his eyes. His eyes were softer than than before.
"Let's go home habibi.." he leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on my lips. I was stuck in my spot. He let go and smiled.
After awhile, we get out the building and head towards his car. I reached over to opened the handle but he was faster and opened it for me instead.
I get in and looked at the other end as he reached over mad put the seat belt on me. "Want food?" He softly said against my ear and pecked the side of my head.
I shake my head and closed my eyes. "I'm okay." He nodded and shuts my door. He jogged over to his side and sat down. "Don't go to work tomorrow, have a day off. We can watch a movie and cuddle." He smiled widely and I looked at the window.
A whole damn day? With him? My silence
Was enough for him to stop talking already. The whole ride was silent until we got home. He opened the door for me and I got out the car and headed towards the door.His hand was on my back and never left so he that place. He guided me to our room and laid me down on the bed. "You need food?" I shake my head and closed my eyes and faced the other side.
I just want to melt in this bed and never wake up.
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I put away the remaining items from box. I should do the MyLars stickers. It's just shelf stickers, if anything is on sale or the prices in general. But that's later. My arm has been aching but I didn't want to go home if I'm being honest.
Yesterday I know I was supposed to meet Dora for some stuff she had planned but i had to text her this morning saying something happened so I ended up forgetting. She said it was okay but she was throwing me so many questions.
I had to of course avoid all of those questions. I don't want her to think I'm weak. I grabbed one of the chips bag that was in the wrong box. I head towards the snack isle.
As I head there my head looked down at my strawberry pink cast. I was bored so I started to draw strawberries on the cast.
My body collided with a larger body making my arm sting in pain again. A whimper leaves my lips as I closed my eyes holding my cast. This fricken sucks!!
Who the hell had to bump into me. I wasn't looking but they should have been! I looked up and my annoyed eyes caught those familiar sanpaku eyes.
Oh no..
"Ow.." I clenched my jaw as I looked up at him. His eyes were glued on mine for a long time. "Aren't you going to apologize?" I said and tilted my head to the side. He raised an eyebrow looking amused.
"No" this time his tone was like, 'duh, why would I apologize.' Why does he have to be so emo. Maybe he's not emo and I'm the emo one. Am I emo? No. I wear pink practically every day. Well- wearing pink doesn't determine if you're emo.
"Am I emo.." it's the way I can't keep my thoughts to myself sometimes. I think before I speak, but I still speak about it. Make sense? No? Okay whatever.
His eyes looked back at me slightly confused. Then his eyes dropped down to the cast on my arm. His eyes got darker and narrower, it gave me a nervous feeling in my stomach.
Is he about to pull a Ayaan on me? I don't need another cast. I'm okay really.
"I did this?" I could definitely catch the anger fuming in his cold tone. His voice came out pretty deep. You know, his voice is pretty deep when he's angry.
I looked down at my arm and dumbly thought he was talking about the strawberries I drew.
"No, I drew the strawberries, why would you have? Do you wanna draw one?"
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Strawberry & Cigarettes
ChickLit🍓 x 🚬 Xaliana Ali XALIANA is a married women. She's from Afghanistan. She was forced to marry AYAAN because she was caught having a relationship with a village boy. They have been married for 4 years, she was 17 then, now she's 20. She's very...