He won't positively take this rejection from seeing how he is acting now. All possessive over me again. He can see me in pain, but I can't. My heart hurts when I see him like that. My fingers curled into a fist when his lips touched my skin where he had his marks. I was breathing heavily. I bite my lips to stop myself from crying out loud.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. I have no choice left. I can't see him harming himself anymore. His hand is bleeding very badly and if he punches the wall again with that hand he will for sure need stitches on it and if I refuse him he will go insane. I know how stubborn he is. He won't even get stitches on his hand if I refuse him. Only one choice is left for me…
I have to let him do whatever he wants to do. But first I have to bandage his hand. He has made me this weak towards him.
“Z..anvil let me bandage your hand first,” I said while trying to stop him in a breaking voice. Tears were still flowing from my eyes.