"What's wrong, and don't tell it's nothing, I've been at home for three days now and I've noticed that you aren't yourself" Zayyad finally spoke up, he's been staring at me since I stepped into the room and went straight to the wardrobe to put it in order.
I didn't know what to say to him, Munir's appearance has been rather disturbing but I also realized that I never got to know the reason for Zayyad being angry to the extent I landed in the hospital due to his rage. I never asked, I just let it rest and said Alhamdullilah when he started behaving himself, I know I shouldn't bring it up again and it shouldn't bother me this much cuz it's been months since it happened, but I can't help but wonder.
"look at me" he said and I flinched at his harsh tone.
I turned to look at him glaring daggers at him.
"Do not fucking talk to me like that"
He bounced off the bed and walked towards me, I dropped the shirt I was holding and crossed my arms. He stood in front of me.