"You might have a concussion," he says, matter-of-fact. "You have a small cut on your lip. You don't need stitches."
His voice is cold.
"Does it hurt anywhere else? Your arms? Legs?"
He sounds just like a doctor and nothing like a boyfriend.
"You pushed me," She says through tears. It's all she can think or say or see.
How ironic it is? She is loved for everyone from her Golden fandom, ready to defend their goddess, and destroy every single hater. From celebrities, models even businessmen would love to have a date with her. Nevertheless, she is there on the bed crying.
"You fell," he says calmly.
"Zean!!," she sobs.
What is happening?
She hears the front door slam.
Her whole world comes crashing down around her. She is Zhang Mei Lien, the most famous female singer and self-composer in the entire country. Not only for her goddess looks that can compare with anyone, but even a model or actress can also be ashamed to stand next to her. Her angelic voice possesses the perfect vibrato. Mei Lien is famous for having a very wide range. Some of her songs spanned quite a bit of vocal territory, from alto to the highest soprano. She is called ' The Queen' 'The falling angel' she is the youngest singer to achieve the top in only 3 years.
Zhang Mei Lien's music is the external heartbeat and the lyrics are soulful in sweet vibrations; she could sing forever those poetic words.
"Zean!!!," She whispers to no one. She covers her face with her hands and she cries harder than she has ever cried. She is destroyed.
Zean is a well-known actor in the country and her boyfriend, they are one year together, the first three months he was the most perfect boyfriend, the next 4 months, he was more possessive, now he explodes even if one fan looks at her more than 15 seconds but that is not the bad part, he so jealous that can even hit her.
Fifteen seconds...
That's all it takes to destroy a person.
Nevertheless, Why she doesn't end the relationship? it was simple she was in love with him. Doesn't matter what he could do to her, she stills loving him. Or is that what she tells herself, but she never considered that she is just used to his company.
• • •
A few minutes pass.
She can't stop crying. She's scared to look in the mirror. She hears the front door open and slam shut again. Zean appears in the doorway and She has no idea if She's supposed to hate him.
Or be terrified of him.
Or feel bad for him.
How can She be feeling all three?
"Mei Lien," he says, his whole face twisting in pain. "Please tell me it's nothing." He brings his hand to the side of her head and she can feel his hands shaking. "I can't take this, I can't." He leans forward and presses his lips hard against her forehead, then rests his forehead against hers. "Please tell me you aren't seeing him. Please."
He stays pressed against her, his hand wrapped tightly in her hair. "It hurts so much, Mei Lien. I love you so much."
She shakes her head, wanting the truth out of me so he'll see what a huge mistake he just made."He is just the new assistant that the company gave me."
He breathes out a shaky breath and begins nodding with relief. "You swear, Mei Lien? You swear on our relationship and our lives and on everything that he is just the new assistant" He pulls back so he can look her in the eyes.
"I swear, Zean. You overreacted before giving me the chance to explain," She says to him. "Now get the fuck out of my apartment."
"Mei Lien," he whispers. "You fell down the stairs."
She can't tell if he's trying to convince her or himself.
She calmly repeats herself. "Get out of my apartment."
He remains frozen in place. I sit up on the bed. Her hand immediately goes to the throbbing in her eye. He pushes himself up off the floor. When he takes a step forward, she scoots back on the bed.
"You're hurt, Lien. I'm not leaving you alone."
She grabs one of her pillows and throws it at him as it could do damage. "Get out!" She yells. He catches the pillow. She grabs the other one and stands up on the bed and starts swinging it at him as She screams, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"
She tosses the pillow on the floor after the front door slams shut.
.....
She looked herself on the mirror, Mei Lien has a fair complexion, long wisps of umber streaked with highlights of ginger that always seemed to gleam when they captured the light just right. She had the kindest pair of coffee brown eyes trimmed by long gorgeous lashes. Lovely eyes, yet somehow gentle, that always held a tiny warmth within them. Florid cheeks and flawlessly sculpted lips, as if crafted by angels themselves, her cherry lip balm that added further rosy color. All these features set together on a delicate almost, angelic face. But her right-side jaw and left eye look like is forming a bruise, her cut on the lip is the more visible and the hickey he gave her on her neck.
Fucking irony!.
She sighed.
Her face doesn't look as bad as she feared it would. Of course, it's not something she could hide from her manager, her stylists, and makeup artists but she is not even going to try and do that.
Minutes after, her cellphone rings. "Hello Darling, today we have to record the title track of the album, the driver would be in 10 minutes at your apartment and the first Golden Awards rehearsal."
She smiles, music makes her forget everything.