Kel’s POV
On Saturday, the day of the charity event when she came back from the spa she did something to her hair even though I told her not to. She even added hair extensions and straightened them. It looked good but I didn’t like it that way and when I commented on it she threw a fit. It’s like she just waits for me to open my mouth then starts to attack me. She has the weirdest temper. She gets mad at me easily whether I’m right or wrong and she’s the most stubborn female I’ve ever met. I told Tasha the hairstylist to get rid of what she did. I knew she was going to be mad at me but then the deed would have already been done. Surprisingly she wasn’t as mad as I expected.
It was cute to see her jealous when I was talking to Maggie but what I didn’t expect was for her to go and meet Jason who was my ex-best friend. The guy Shayan slept with so you can imagine my anger when I saw them talking. He even gave her his card hoping they can rekindle their romance but I wasn’t going to allow that. She just walked away and I threatened him badly. I wouldn’t hesitate to beat him up again if I had to.
A few minutes later I saw her coming out of the restroom adjusting her clothes. What happened in there? I was expecting to see Jason but instead saw Carlos. So she was doing this for revenge, trying to get my current best friend?
“What’s going on here? ” I angrily asked
“Well your bìtch here groped me in the bathroom and when I refused to play with her she kicked me in the groin,” Carlos answered
“That’s a lie,” Shayan spoke up
Gosh, I was so mad, I wanted to hit something, instead, I took her hand and we left. Immediately we got home we said all the things we couldn’t say in public. She kept on saying she was innocent of the claim, kept on insisting she didn’t do it but why will Carlos say that out of the blue? He couldn’t just accuse her like that but then I wasn’t convinced she did it. After the argument, I resolved to drink.
I woke up to Shayan cleaning the mess I made. We still had a little argument and when she said “I didn’t do it, why would I want to rape a man much less Carlos. He was the one touching me and I only kicked him because of the lie he told you.” the sincerity and vulnerability in her tone made me believe her and realize just how stupid I am. How on earth would she rape a guy, why would she even do that?
The bell rang and when she opened the door it was Carlos. She slammed the door on him the first time and when she opened it the second time he called her a bîtch pulling her hair. I wonder what his problem with her was, they both hate each other.
“I would leave her hair if I were you, Carlos.” I angrily said, he has no right to come over to my house, call my wife a bìtch and then pull her hair like it was a fûcking dog’s leash. My wife shouldn’t be treated like that.
I was mad at him but Shayan’s anger, I’ve never seen anything like that. Carlos kept on trying to make it seem like Shayan was at fault and Shayan wasn’t going to listen to anything. She threw a glass at him and missed me and I think that fueled her anger more along with calling her a psycho. I tried stopping her when she grabbed a bottle but wasn’t fast enough, she threw it at him and it brushed his arm, the glass flying around the room. I haven’t seen her like that before. She looked ready to kill and could kill him but I get her anger. He tried raping her and still lies that she’s the one that tried to. I can understand how she feels now, especially with me not believing her. I was supposed to be her husband but I didn’t even trust her, not a bit. It was very bad of me and I felt very guilty. I just gave her more reason to hate me. I just have to learn to trust her, I don’t know if we’re going to be like the way we were before but I was willing to try and so I started with an apology when he left.
“For? ” she asked when I apologized
“Not trusting you, believing Carlos over you..” I listed stroking her hair gently. ” I’m sorry. ”
“I can’t just forgive you Adrios.” she angrily said, I knew it wouldn’t be easy. “I told you all the things he did to me still yet you didn’t believe me. Did you know how I felt when he touched me, do you know how disgusting and dirty I felt? You didn’t trust me at all Kel, this was attempted rape, what if he had had his way, is that what it would have taken for you to believe me?” she sounded so hurt and I understood the gravity of my mistake.
I was the biggest fool for trusting Carlos words over hers. Hearing her talk about how he touched her made me mad at him and most especially myself and when she said “You didn’t trust me at all Kel” that broke me. Like she was expecting me to but I just let her down and hearing that broke my heart. Hearing her say my name after so many years did something to my heart, it made me truly happy although I didn’t like the circumstances at which she said it. I had imagined she would say it when I finally get to kiss her or when we were having sex.
I had my bath and came down to her making lunch for me. I placed my hand around her and she screamed my name surprised.
“Gosh, I’ve missed hearing you say my name and when you did it gladdened my heart. There was this joy and I realized I missed it.” I confessed and she smiled.
“Maybe I’d say your name often now,” she said
“I’d like that,” I replied smiling. I like the way we were not. I want to get to know her more, to see past her stubbornness and anger because I know deep down there’s a girl that loves and cares and I wanted that. I want her to let go of every hatred she had of me because I was slowly letting go of mine. All I wanted was her, to make her happy, to make her love me again, to win her back now, to be my wife.
After lunch, I left home for Carlos’s. I was going to give him a piece of my mind. Getting to his house I rang the doorbell and he opened the door gracefully.
“Kel bro, I knew you’d come to your senses.” he happily said. Oh, I came back to my senses alright.
I threw a punch at him, all my fury coming back. “What the hell dude. ” he angrily asked. So he’s angry?
“You fvcking lied against her that’s what.” I gave him another punch in the face.
“And why would I do that?” he angrily asked still feigning ignorance which boosted my anger.
“You ask me.” I seriously needed to know, I raised my hand to punch him but he dodged it.
“She’s not good for you dude,” he said raising his voice.
“You don’t get to decide who’s good and who isn’t,” I said kicking him in the groin. She should have hit him there more, the nerves of the idiot, what does he think he is and who gave him the idea that he could decide who’s good and who isn’t?
“You don’t get to decide who the fvck is good for me, it’s none of your fvcking business,” I said picking him from the floor throwing several punches at him.
“You know what? I’ve had enough of you Kel,” he said wiping the blood from his mouth attempting a punch at me which I quickly dodged.
“And I’m done with you, Carlos. You don’t fvcking touch my girl, you of all people should know that.” I picked him up punching him.
Soon we had started a brawl, punching and kicking each other in the face and anywhere that was available to hit. I for one wanted to give him a broken nose and ribs. He already had a black eye and I’m sure I had one too. We continued punching each other angrily. How could he have tried doing that to Shayan? I directed all my anger at him hitting and throwing him around. How would he try that, she is my woman, my wife and no one else is allowed to look at her inappropriately much less touch her.
“So you’re hitting me now because of Shayan? You still love that bìtch?” he asked and my fist wasted no time in connecting with his nose.
“You call her a bìtch one more time and it’s your corpse that’ll be leaving this place.” I angrily said hitting his head on the wall.
We fought till both of us were too tired to move. Seeing him, I was glad about my handwork. No one touches my woman and goes scot-free not even my supposed best friend.
I called up my driver knowing I wasn’t in the condition to drive and immediately he arrived we drove home. Getting home, I entered to see Shayan watching a movie, eating popcorn and talking at the same time. She looked at me wide-eyed after hearing the door close.
She rushed to meet me holding my face. “Oh my gosh, Kel, Who did this to you? ”
So she cares? I don’t know how she’d react to me telling her I beat up Carlos.
“Answer me Kel. Where are you coming from?” Did she sound concerned?
“Carlos,” I answered shrugging.
“So you went over to his place to beat him up?” she asked and I nodded suddenly becoming nervous. She looked at me as if I was stupid. Now that I think of it, it’s not the wisest thing I’ve done but I’d still beat him up again if I had to.
“You could have called me. I’d have liked to leave a few scars,” she said playfully and I chuckled, I love her like this.