"What do you think you were doing?" he held my shoulder while I tried my best not to meet his eyes because I felt ashamed of what I was about to do a few hours ago.
"Juliette, answer me," he pressed and I closed my eyes shut not wanting to answer him.
"Yo- You out of your mind?" he withdrew his hands off me as he raked a hand through his hair and turned around heaving a sigh. I looked up through my lashes and seeing his tensed back made me feel even more regretful and guilt lashed up me as I knew I was the reason of his bothered state.
Unconsciously, my hand reached forward and before I knew it I was hugging his back wrapping my arms around his chest as I pressed my forehead against his back.
"Juliette?" he asked as it looked he was slightly taken aback my action.
"I'm sorry," suddenly my voice cracked up and I felt him tensing up under m touch.
"I'm really sorry," my chest vibrates as I broke down letting the tears flowing down my face.
"Hey!" he took hold of my hand and turned around. I looked down and cried silently whilst he held my hand and leaned down to kiss my forehead softly "Do you know how dangerous it was? He could've killed you. What were you thinking love? It isn't like you. What made you take that step?" he asked as softly as he could but that made me cry even harder.
"I'm sorry. I am really sorry,"
"Hey look at me. Now don't cry. Juliette," he held my face in his warm hand and wiped the tears away as he smiled gently "It's alright now. I'm here....for you,"
"No! I'm not saying sorry for what I just did," I said with a hoarse voice and he frowned before looking down at me with confusion clear in his face.
"I'm saying sorry for you have to face all this because of me. I'm the one because of whom you have to suffer all-"
"Juliette we have disc-" I cut him off before continuing "No, let me speak today. Do you think I am stupid? Well I may be but I'm not stupid enough to miss the loneliness in your eyes. The worry you have for me, the sufferings, I know its must be hard for you to see me with him, I know everything and yet I can't do anything for you. In fact, I'm the reason why you have to do...we have to do this. I can't stand a single minute with him knowing that he tried to harm my husband. I hate him," I said and looked down at my hand.
"And I'm not at all sorry for what I just did. Nope. Not at all. I wanted to kill him and I think..." I looked back at him to find him with a startled expression "I will kill him," I said and before he knew it I dashed towards the door.
"Juliette!" he was right behind me as I ran towards the elevator. The elevator door pinged open but before I could enter he got me and held my hand firmly pulling me out of the elevator.
"Let go of me Zachary. Leave me. I will kill him," I said all the while struggling against him while he dragged me back towards my apartment.
"Calm down..."
"No! Why did I even stop you in the first place? It would have been over that day. It would have been more easier if we had got him. Yeah! That's right! You could have tortured him enough to speak up about the mole in our family. That would have been more easy and we could have been together but no! I-" I whimpered before taking his face in my hand "I had to act stupid and I dragged you into all this drama. This is all because of me. I can't tolerate this anymore. It hurts me. I can't tolerate this anymore. I will kill him. I will kill him by my very own hands..."
"Juliette..."
"Yes, this would do and then we would be together,"
"Juliette..."
"This needs to end-"
"Juliette listen to-"
"I will kill-"
"ENOUGH!" he snapped all of a sudden and the raise in his voice snapped me out of my state. My eyes were wide and my breathing came out in shorts while I stood their in utter silence and looked at him, horrified.
"Enough now," he said softly and engulfed me in a hug rocking me back and forth in attempt to calm me down. My fingers clutched his shirt tightly as I could feel my heartbeat coming back to its normal speed but I could still feel the anxiety building inside me that caused me wanting to throw up all of a sudden and in a second I was dashing towards the bathroom. Bile rose up in me and I was continuously vomiting holding the sides of the toilet bowl. I could feel my hair being lifted up my face but I was too nauseous to be bothered.
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