When we got back, there was another car parked in the driveway. As much as I wanted to be wrong I knew it was my family.

I got out and followed Yaseen into the house.

"Salam Alaykum" me and Yaseen say both at the same time.

"Walaykum Salam come on your brother and sisters  came to visit" maa says and I smile and nod.

As I walked in , the three were standing there with depressed looks.

"Um we need to talk to you." Zainab says staring at me like she wanted to attack me.

"Ok well I'm listening." I say and they all exchange looks and then Zainab looks at Yaseen and my mother in law and then back to me

"Alone." She adds in.

"They're family." I say and she rolls her eyes and smirks at the other two mocking me.

"Just you."

"That's fine we don't have a problem with moving away from a problem." Yaseen says walking off along with my mother in law.

"Ok what's going on."

"Mom and dad might get a divorce." Zainab said exchanging glances with Aliza.

Were they messing with me? It's impossible.

"What can I do?"

"Um I don't know maybe...talk to your f*cking father?!" Zainab curses.

"He's your father too-"

"Please shut up." Zainab snaps.

"Please leave." I say crossing my arms. How dare she say that.

"Excuse me-" Aliza says stepping in squinting her dark eyes at me.

"If you're here to mock OUR father then leave. This is my house and I won't tolerate your disgusting behaviour. Get out if you must." I say sternly.

"Well well well, looks like money does change people." Danish says smirking.

"It's not money. It's the support I have. Look we're not children sit down and talk." I say gesturing for them to sit.

They sat down and looked around then back at me.

"We want you to talk to your father."

"You don't like him anyway."

"Yeah but-"

"I'm not going to talk to him regarding this topic because my father is wise enough to make his own decisions. And I know whatever he does he will do it with reason."

"I'll get you guys something to eat." I say getting up. But Tariq walks in with a tray of cookies and tea.

"Thank you." I whisper and he smiles and places the tray on the table.

"So how's everything else?" I ask and they all just say there glaring at me.

"I swear I can ruin this shitty little marriage of yours in a snap. Stop trying to give us attitude." Zainab says.

"You think cause you got married before me and have money now and -"

"Aliza please. Why do you guys always assume I am trying to compete with you guys?"

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"What did the three mutts want?" Yaseen asks walking in to my room.

"Just the usual."

"What's that mean?"

"Nothing. Are you sleeping here today?"

"No." He snaps and I flinch. Damn. Mans gotta chill.

"Do you want me to?" He asks looking at me kind of taunting me. For a good 30 seconds our eyes just locked and I quickly looked away feeling uncomfortable.

"I think I asked you a question." He says and I press my lips together and force a smile.

"Well sure, if you want. I mean if you won't be mean."

"Not happening. I am not mean. To the right people."

"I'm nice."

He looks at me nodding and folding his arms.

"But not nice enough" he says and I roll my eyes.

"DON'T DO THAT" He says slamming his hands against the wall making me flinch.

What the heck is wrong with him.He walked right up to me and put each of his hands on either side of my shoulder and pressed them and forced me up to stand.

"Don't ever roll your eyes at me again." He says quietly and then pushing me.

Does he want me to be scared of him or something? What a freak.

"Do you want me to be afraid of you?"

"No I just want you to respect me."

"I want to say something" I say and he nods his head allowing me to continue.

"I'm not a kid you don't discipline me. I'm your wife not your daughter." I say gritting my teeth.

He nods.

"Respect me then. He says and I nod.

"Good. "

"So you'll be nice?"

"I didn't say that. I said I am not mean."

"Ya, but-"

"But nothing."

"Ok. So are you staying or going?" I ask looking towards the door.

Did I want him to stay? No. Should he? Probably?

"It's my house. I'll do as I please regardless of your wish."

"It's my house too." I mumble and he suddenly seemed interested.

"Could you repeat that once more? Clearly."

"I just said it's my house too." I said.

"Yeah? It is. However I have more authority of it. Yes?"

"Yeah but-"

"You don't have the right to say that to me. You didn't buy this damn house. All you did was marry me and here you are living in this mansion. You live in it you can call it yours because it is indeed. But don't you dare think for one second that you have full authority of it. You did nothing to live here. In fact you don't deserve any of this. The cars, this room, the money the clothes... you didn't earn any of it. I am the one that's making all this possible for you so I don't really understand you eve thinking of spitting out those very words in front of me. Say it to other people but not to me. Because you didn't do shit."

I was shook.

"I'll stay here " he says sounding angry. But no. He has no right to be. I feel humiliated, I feel like I've committed a crime.

"I am willing to take a lot-"

"No I don't want to hear it I didn't give you permission-"

"I DON'T CARE IF YOU GAVE ME PERMISSION OR NOT THIS TIME YOU LISTEN TO ME! You are going to listen to me this time because you are crossing your limits!"

"You-"

"No close your mouth and listen to what I have to say. If you think I married you for all this. Then you are wrong. You already know what I have been through. Why are you being so insensitive! Why can't you just be nice for once! Why are you so obsessed with trying to break me! Don't you see I'm already broken? Every time I heal a little you shatter me just like right now.

You show you care when someone else does something to me and then I think maybe he actually cares but no. It's all an act. The exact same act I put on so no one can see my past. I am sick and tired of you. Oh and one more thing. If you think for one second that I'll fall in love with you get it out of your head because I will never ever fall in love with someone as disgusting and cruel as you. People like you who hurt others and think girls will fall for them because of their looks and money.

I know the real you and it is appalling. You're a monster. How can you know everything I've been through and still be so heartless?" I said as my voice trembled and tears came pouring down my cheeks blurring my vision.

"Qulsum." He says softly.

"You can stay here." I whisper and grab my hijab and wrap it around quickly and head for the door. But just before I do I turned around gritting my teeth, the tears still pouring out uncontrollably.

"I hate you Yaseen. I hate you so much." I said slamming the door behind me.

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Hi. I have nothing to say cause literally I haven't updated anything in months. But here it is and I'm starting on the next one right after I publish this one!