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LeahYou know that heart-wrenching ache when you give your first time to a man you thought was the one, only to realise it was all in your head? Yeah, that's how I felt right now staring at his angry back after what I thought we shared last night. Pathetic. I seem to never learn with him."Yes," I whispered.The room went silent, and I felt his eyes on me now, but I didn't dare look at him."You don't need to worry about it," I forced out. "I'll take care of it."I saw him stand up. "The fuck do you mean you will take care of it?" He barked and I flinched. "You aren't actually considering keeping that baby, are you?"My nails dug into my thigh. I turned to face him. God, he looked furious. It's funny cause I don't remember asking to get knocked up."And what if I am?" I fired back, sitting up, the sheets slipping down my chest. "It's not even your baby."He chuckled, his voice dipping dangerously. "Then whose? Who the fuck touched you except me, Leah? Tell me.""In case you have
LeahIt sank into his eyes. He screamed, staggering back, hand clutching his ruined eye as blood ran down his cheek. "You fucking bitch!"I didn't waste time and started running for the door, but my escape lasted barely two sceonds before he caught me by the hair."Where the fuck do you think you are going to?" He snarled, yanking me back so hard my scalp hurt. He slammed my head against the wall, and I whimpered from the pain. His ruined eye was bloodied, and he had already pulled the pregnancy stick put.He pressed the gun to my forehead. "If you weren't needed alive, I would paint the floor with your brains."My chest heaved, fear enveloping me. Where the fuck is Aiden when you need him? I caught Amanda behind him, sneaking into the room with a knife in her hand."You're making a big mistake," I said, trying to distract him, my breath shaky. "Aiden won't let you get away with touching me.""Shut the fuck up, hoe," he growled, and slapped me.I bit down on my lip as I blinked bac
LeahI grabbed my usual shampoo and shoved it at Aiden. He put it into the basket he was carrying, then reached for another one. "Let's get extras," he said."Why? I only have a month to spend with you." I said.He froze for a moment, then dropped two more bottles into the basket anyway. "Seven weeks and a day," he said. "That's what I saw in the calendar under your pillow."I shrugged. "It's a month to me."We moved on, but my eyes kept drifting to the corner shelf where the pregnancy tests were tucked between vitamins and sanitary pads. I swallowed. How do I get one without him noticing?"Do you want anything else?" "No."After Aiden paid and we had walked five steps away from the store, I stopped."I need your wallet," I blurted with an outstretched hand."Why?""There's something I didn't get."His brow arched. "It's personal." I said and added quickly, "You don't have to follow me."He studied me, still suspicious. He sighed, dug into his coat, and pressed the wallet into m
Leah He leaned against the balcony rail, a cigratte glowing between his fingers, smoke curling into the night. His eyes never left me. A moment ago, I had shoved him off me, and without a word, he had slipped out of bed, lit up a cigarette, and stepped outside. Storm had appeared briefly, placing a bottle of whiskey on the small table before vanishing again. I should've been grateful for the silence, but all it did was replay his words in my head. He didn't come to apologise. All he did was make excuses, refusing to name what he did. Every word circled back to him, his guilt, his pain, his sleepless night. It was always about how broken he was, never about what he broke in me. Not once did he ask how I felt. He just wanted relief, not forgiveness. And when I didn't give him what he wanted, he threatened me. My fists tightened around the sheets. He said he couldn't take it when I looked at him like he was a monster. But what else did he expect, acting like one? The door slid open,
LeahWe ended up using his card to order take outs for lunch and also dinner. I made sure I ordered food for every person in the estate except, of course, the owner of the card. I mean, he can cook for himself, no?I reached for the knob, but before my hand touched it, the door swung open. Aiden stood there, his tall frame blocking the entrance.I tried to slip past him through the narrow gap, but he shifted, blocking me completely. "Are you done running?" I asked, trying to sound annoyed, but my voice cracking betrayed me."I wasn't running." His voice was low. "I was trying not to make things worse."I laughed bitterly. "Too bad that's what you are good at." "Leah," He called my name softly, his fingers brushed down my arm, closing over my hand. I jerked away. The sound of my name on his lips made my skin crawl. "Don't," I snapped, meeting his eyes.He looked pitiful. The circles under his eyes were darker than the last time he avoided me, his hair a mess falling across his fore
LeahI shoved the bathroom door shut and locked it with trembling fingers. My palm pressed flat against the door, my chest heaving as tears stung my eyes. I could feel it inside me, traces of his cum dripping down my thighs. My stomach twisted, my body shaking all over again. I tore off his shirt and scrubbed between my legs, but no matter how hard I wiped the dampness clung. I told him not to cum inside me. But he never listens. Aiden never listens, only letting me win at times thinking I was in control just so he can laugh when he rips them away.Fool.To think I was beginning to hate myself more than him.I turned on the shower and stepped under the scalding spray, letting the water sear my skin until it turned red. But it didn't wash him out.I pressed both hands to my face, my shoulders trembling. How could he do this to me?There were many lines I knew he would cross but not this. His knock rattled the door, followed by his voice, calling me and asking me to open the door. I