A/N: I know its pretty rubbish and really short, but please forgive me.
Chapter 6: Revenge
I go home as there is not much I could do in the hospital. Security was convinced I'm a violent thug anyway. I sweep up the pieces of the broken plate, picking stray bits of cheese off the carpet. I admire the large bloodstain on the floor. My wife has done a fantastic job there.
She is lucky Greg found her. He, on the other hand will not be so lucky. Nobody interferes with my family and gets away with it. That Greg Douglas can have my wife but he will not have my son. Not Indy: not my flesh and blood.
I know Sahira doesn't love me anymore. She's sick of me, says I'm overprotective. She things she's a 'big girl', but I want her to be mine. She tells me I'm paranoid but from what I've seen today, my anxiety is entirely justified. She and Greg are having an affair.
I will ask her about it when she is better and perhaps she will she things differently. Hopefully, she will see that she belongs to me and that Greg was only ever interested in a brief fling.
Sahira Shah is my wife, and nobody will have her but me, because:
I Rafi Raza, will have my revenge.
A/N: I know its short. I have written up chapter 9 and have sufficient ideas for chapter 8 but I don't have any ideas for chapter 7 (the one in which Sahira wakes up and eventually goes home). I want to explore this idea from a different angle. If you have any thoughts, opinions or constructive criticism. Please drop me a review or PM me. Also, if any of you are reading my other fic, Shattered and Broken, I will be updating in the next couple of days (I promise. I only have to find the time to type it up.)