Why do i care for him

I went upstairs not caring how awkward it must be for the two. As I was about to enter my room I saw my reflection in one of the mirrors and grimaced at myself. I look like shit. No kidding, I have panda eyes from all the crying and my hair was fuzzy. I have to give credit to Samuel for not saying anything. I quickly took a shower and joined them. Surprisingly Samuel and Analia were getting along perfectly. After some time, Samuel decided to go home.

"Isn't he just beautiful?" Analia muttered dreamingly when he left and I just laughed.

She asked me about my night and I told her everything. We never hid anything from each other back there in high school, so why now? Let's say she didn't take it in a good way. It took me one hour to explain I am really fine and to make her get rid of the baseball she had in her hands.

As I rested on my bed, I couldn't help but think what Samuel told me. He said he has been through a lot and I can tell by the way he would switch his moods on and off. But then again did I deserve to be treated like this? All because of him and the worst thing is I can't bring myself to hate him. Not that I love him but I don't think it's possible to hate someone.

I bet everyone was laughing at me. I don't blame them; I brought this upon myself. How can I be so stupid to order something without even knowing what it was? Why didn't I listen to them when they said are you sure for millions of times. Okay, maybe twice but still I should have listened to my instincts. I was too busy watching PDA happening in front of my eyes and when she taunted me I felt like I had to order it. Stupid, stupid

Brielle.

And that bastard. Okay, it is possible to hate someone. I felt my eyes welling up again. I did everything he told me to do without any complaints and this is what I get. He called me a low-life in front of everyone. Especially that 'Miss. Perfect' that was affecting me so much that it was actually worrying me. I need help. I never felt so self-conscious before.

I know what I am going to do now. This contract will only last for 19 months so after that I will leave, yes it Zuriel makes me sign that marriage contract because he was determined that his dad will transfer the whole empire in his name within 19 months, that's why he married me so that he can complete his dad's wish to see me as his Daughter-in-law

I breathe heavily, heck, I will run away from that hell. This helped my nerves to calm down and managed to get a few hoof urs sleep.

The next day, I've told Ivan and Zach to handle everything there in the company as I'm off-working for least a week, that emotional damage caused by that fucking shit bastard was still fresh like salt in my wounds

After two days, I went to meet my grandpa, he was mixing his sugar-free medicine in his tea, when I arrived there

We talked and honestly I've felt so much better after spending time with grandpa

Roohi and Nancy were out of the town for their job, and Aunt was at her mother's place as her mother has a fever, and my Uncle was at London, for his business meeting and Ivan went directly towards his friend's place, as he was spending the night with his group of boys

Grandpa complained to me that he was always very bored around here, and no one mostly spends their time in the mansion, so I chose to stay here for a night for him, all day if I would choose honestly speaking, I miss Zuriel so much, I mean all I wanted myself to scold, that man consider me nothing but still get I was missing him like a stupid schoolgirl crush

I was also thinking that what he might be doing, he didn't try to contact me after that night

I changed into my comfortable nightdress pajamas and was about to lay on the bed but the sound of the phone vibrating makes me flinch

"What the hell," I muttered and quickly took the phone, which was calling me at this hour

It was an unknown number, should I pick it up or not

I think I should pick up this call, what if it was an emergency and besides this invest received any call from Zuriel in these three days

"Hey," I said picking up even though I did not want to.

"Your husband, Zuriel is fighting with someone in the bar now. Would you mind coming in for him before he gets into more trouble?" The speaker said. "He is in the Night Out club near USF."

"What is he doing?" I said getting up and taking my jacket and my mini bag pack, putting my wallets and other things there and headed to the pub with my sweat-pants, messy hair, and jacket.

"He picked up a fight with a group. They are having a dispute and someone who knew him told me to call you. Had got your number from somewhere. I am the bartender over here, my name is Vivian."

"Thanks, Vivian, I will be there in ten," I said as I ended the call and look for the direction. I had to go to make sure he was fine.

I walked to the pub, which was a twenty minutes walk, I walked with my arms around myself and my hood up to hide my face. It is scary to walk outside alone.

Reaching the busy street, I felt much nicer seeing lights and people around. I spot the club and made my way through.

"My friend fought, came to pick him up. Vivian the bartender told me to come and pick him up." I don't know if I should tell them that in here for my husband, as after that last incident I was feeling really hurt, becaaue of him, and surely just like

I'm a low life for him, he's also nothing for me.

One nodded hearing that and lead me inside. There I saw him, he was clinging to a girl like he was Sahara dessert and that girl was the only source of water for him

"What is wrong with you?" I tell him when I saw the condition he is in.

"Brielle, is that you?" He stopped and took a closer look.

Great, just what I needed. A drunk Ziriel! I couldn't handle sober Zuriel and now I have to deal with this.

I scrunched my nose as his minty breath hit my senses. The girl with him gave me an annoyed look before walking off. That was easy.

"Yes it is. Now lets go home." I told him. Few people from crowd were watching us intently. The atmosphere around me was making me very uncomfortable.

"What are you doing here?" He snapped at me.

"I came here to take you home," I tell him.

He snorted at my sentence. "I can go home by myself, thank you. Mind

your own fucking business."

I was hurt by his words and I stayed silent because I was not sure what to say. Tears threatened to fall, but I am stronger than that. I won't let his words get to me, I told myself.

What he did with me that day was not enough that he was again hurting me, what he's like this, and I was the complete idiot that I came here for him, he doesn't even talk with little much respect with me

"Fine. Then go home on your own." I snapped at him.

"I'm sorry." He said when I was near the door. "Please don't leave me." He said and I turned to look at him. His words, made my heart flutter. I almost mistook his words differently with the way his eyes is staring at me.

He was calling out for silent help and I wanted to turn and walk away before it suck me in and dry me up, but I couldn't and so I stayed. I went to him and hug him while he was sitting on the couch. His arms are around my waist as I am standing and hugging him.

Whatever this is between us, I have to figure it out, soon.

"Come let's go," I keep my hand over his muscular waist and another one on his shoulder to support him, that bartender, who informed me also helped me to make Zuriel sit on the car

"Thank you so much," I quickly pulled out a couple of dollars, to give him as soon as he keeps Zuriel on the seat of the car

Vivian shook his head," it's okay, I didn't help you with the tip," he politely refused me

"No, please take it consider it as a thank-you treat from me," I requested and held his gaze

He helped me so much in this situation

He hesitated for a hot then take it after some time and I drove us a mansion

I glanced at Zurile, he was murmuring something laughing with himself

But, most importantly why I helped Zuriel today, even after what he did with me, and why the hell I didn't turn say when he rudely talked with me in club

Even after all those things, he did with me why have I'm not been able to get myself hating him more.

Why?