I want to die.This part of my life isn't something I'm willing to walk through once more and as I stared at my therapist seated looking at me expectant, I relent and let out a tired sigh. We had been meeting since the kidnapping, my parents death and everything that had happened to me within the course of last year. Pulling at the sleeves of my jersey, I looked up at her as a tear escaped me for reliving what happened to me hurt and what hurt more is that, the man had the same striking features as the man I love but choose to not be with."Thea, you can trust me," Ashley Baker, my therapist said, waiting for me to narrate the story of my brokenness.Taking in a deep breath, I opened my mouth and traveled back to that day I woke up next to the demon that raised my husband."....... I was so confused. I-i didn't know what was it I was to do. He then started feeding me lies of our life together and how I got married to him. For about a week I believed him and he kept our relationship re
"No! No! I'm not going anywhere with them! Mama, papa please don't let him take me", I cried as two huge men in black suits and sunglasses pulled me, kicking and screaming toward a slick black car that was waiting for me in front of my parents house. I wasn't going to agree to this, I can't be married to that devil. When we got to the car and they were about to shove me in, I prompted my leg on the closed door and the side of the car closest to the boot. I pushed with all my might but that only seemed to amused the men. No matter I didn't care. Another of the men who was dressed similar to the two baboons holding me came and grabbed my feet, then proceeded to tie them up. Now, I was really sure that this is kidnapping. And I didn't give it much thought before I started shouting to all the neighbors that had ears that my parents were getting me kidnapped. I only got the 'K' in the word kidnap out of my mouth when a gunshot rang out and I was surely silenced.~ 1hrs BeforeSeated at my
"His what?" I exclaimed, drawing the attention of the men around me. All of their faces losing the smile. My papa glanced my way, his eyes burning with anger enough to strangle me. But he wasn't the one who spoke. No, for the voice that rang out in the room was more terrifying than my fathers voice. Or maybe what it said is what terrified me more. It was very deep and smooth like velvet. He took his time to talk, and his words were those of a man who knew his power." Sign the paperwork and will be gone", he didn't argue, no. Just simply stated what he wanted and expected the rest to follow through with what he wanted. I hadn't seen his face yet, so I wasn't in a hurry too sign anything. Why did he hide his face anyway? Did he have so many scars on it that he wasn't proud of how he looked anymore? What ever his reasons, I wasn't going to sign any damn contract and marry myself to a total stranger."No", I said, feigning braveness which I sure didn't possess. The men gasped, which was
Do you know that scene in the twilight movie where Bella got her dream wedding and married the love of her life?.... Oh well some of us don't get that. What we do get though is a mysterious man for a husband and a wedding we never even planned on doing. Oh wait it wasn't even a wedding, it was more of a...... hey you get in the car your my wife now. And I went...oh yes I totally have nothing better to do so let's go... I already hate him. Just look at him with his smug ' I'm boss here' look. Fuck him for even being born."Is there something you wanna say?" He asked me, shocking me into a stupor. Wait did I say something?"Umm...What?" I stuttered out the first words in my marriage. And don't even ask me how lost and dumb I sound compared to his almighty tone of voice. " You have been staring at me for the past", he paused to glance at his watch then as quickly said," forty-five minutes". My jaw literally dropped. Had it been that long? " Oh....ah....um sorry", I apologized not know
After he completely disappeared I got out of his stupid limo and slammed the door shut. The skin around my neck felt hot and I was very certain a bruise was forming there. Fucking bastard with a huge head. I hate his guts! His an ass hole without the butt cheeks to seat on. His .......his waiting by the door? I froze on the last stair and stared at the masked man waiting by the door. He looked bored standing their. His long legs shoulder length apart and his broad shoulders hunched over slightly as his left hand rested in his pocket and his right hand held a cell phone in it. Maybe his just picking up a phone call and he didn't want anyone to hear? That's stupid, he'd just shu them away and they'd scramble like ants. His house though was very beautiful and bright. Or maybe it's a hotel ? Oh well asking him will just leave me half dead so I..... on second thought I will. Putting on a smug smile I walked up the last stair and cat walked down the pathway to the huge building. On second t
I woke up the next morning confused about where I was? Sitting up abruptly on the bed I looked around and sighed when all the memories of the night before came to me. I got married.....yey. The joy that usually accompanies me each morning wasn't there as I grumpily made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. "And here I thought you'd be well rested by morning".The minute I heard his voice I jumped. I was so not expecting him to be here. Why is he even here?"Sorry I startled you", he apologized mockingly, faking a British accent. Which was quite impressive by the way."You didn't scare me", I denied. Turning to face him. He was seated by the counter, his face in a thick grey mask that covered most of his face, except his eyes mouth and chin. His stare was on my partially exposed body and I cursed myself for not putting on more concealing night ware."Yeah right", he retorted, in that same British accent, rolling his eyes."We're British now?" I asked faking my own accent and f
When we arrived at my parents house, nothing of a sort seemed like the house had even been attacked. I expected the worse case scenario but upon getting here I was relieved to see that the house was still standing. I opened the car door and got out taking everything in. The garden at the far side of the driveway was still breathtakingly beautiful, the driveway looked clean and the door to my dad's house was intact. I walked slowly up the front steps looking for any signs of an attack but nothing was to be found. Huh? Did that son of a motherfucker lie to me just to spoil my mood? No my mood was already spoiled from the minute I woke up...so I don't see any reason why he'd lie. Anyway. As I was about to open the door, Angels hand beat me to it. "My lady", he said, motioning me forward. "Oh, why thank you kind sir", I responded in my fake British accent. "Wow, love your accent", he said and I smiled. Stepping in I continued our conversation. I recall that earlier we didn't exchange
Do you know that part in 365days, when Laura and Massimo had sex the whole day? Yes, now bring it back to two scenes prier to that one. When she didn't want anything to do with him. Which made him mad and he cuffed her and threatened to fuck her? Well let's just say that's me right now.Diablo was taking off his black dress shirt and my eyes are tracking all his movements. When he shrugged it off to reveal his muscular chest and arms I almost drooled. His right arm is covered in one huge tattoo that went all the way to his neck. The art was done in black and gold and at the end where it reached his neck a drop of blood was added, like the vines were bleeding. Yes, the art work are Vines. They encircle his entire arm from his wrist to the base of his neck. The stem is black while the leaves are gold. He had other tattoos on his body covering his lower abdomen, his chest and encircling his left bicep. Damn was he gorgeous. His body is built like a freaking machine and his face is the ici