Sign The Papers

"Oh you poor little thing," his voice was soft as he spoke. "So what? You're stalking me now? Is that how much of a psychopath that you are?" He arched his brow at me.

"What?" I squinted, staring at his face. How could he say such a thing? Was he really oblivious to the fact that my mother had set up the whole thing?

He must have thought he would never get caught. The thought of it made me scoff.

"Oh dear..." He ran his hand through his hair. "I didn't know you loved me this much, Blaire, you have no idea how pathetic you look right now."

I couldn't believe the vile words coming out of the same mouth that prophesied a love so true to my face.

I couldn't stand it any longer. I didn't want to go through any of this anymore. Turning to the couch, I picked up the divorce papers I had prepared on my way home.

I could remember how much my hands shuddered when I wanted to get them prepared. How much they trembled and hesitated. Now I was handing it to him like it was not crushing my soul.

"These are the divorce papers, sign them. I have had just about enough. Enough of the lies, enough of the deceit, enough of this poisonous marriage. Just sign the papers--" a gasp escaped my mouth as he slapped the papers out of my hand.

His glare had turned cold and his voice, even colder. "And so what?" His thick brow twitching, "so what if you have had enough? Huh? What do you want me to do about that? It's none of my business."

"Jacob..." My eyes pleaded for the tiniest part of the man I used to know, used to love, pleaded for his return. A glimpse at least. But I searched in vain. He was gone.

Anger caused my fist to clench. Hard enough till I felt my nails dig into the palm of my hands. "Am I game to you? Do you think you can play me as you wish? Write my own story for me while I still breathe? You have always loved Ella, go to her, you can have her. But I won't tolerate that while I am still your wife, so sign those papers and--"

"Aren't you too obsessed with Ella these days?" His tormenting blue eyes squinted. He stepped forward, towering over me. "You are always going on about Ella and I just can't help but to think that it is an unhealthy obsession."

I scoffed. "Why did you marry me?" My voice had calmed. "You and I both know that Ella has always been the one your heart reached out to, so why?"

"Because Ella was unattainable at the time, I needed to keep close to her and know when she would be available again." He responded coldly, not a slight hint of remorse or guilt in those darn eyes of his.

He closed the gap between us, a sinister smile drawing on his face. "I was never yours, you greedy little bitch..." The words brushed my face as soft as a gentle breeze yet as threatening as a tornado.

I stumbled backwards, his words causing my skin to crawl. "You are a monster Jacob. You disgust me!" I spat at his face.

I wished my words would have an average of the effect his had on me on him. But I failed. He broke out in a torturing chuckle.

As much as I did not want to break down in front of him, my emotions failed me as tears poured down my face.

I felt so afraid of the man I used to love wholeheartedly. "Let's just put an end to this, sign the divorce papers and I will be on my way. I will never look back at you, at us, at what we had."

"No." His response was sharp, slicing through my head.

"No?" My head cringed backward.

His expression was calm, almost relaxed even. "What are you going to do about it?"

"If you don't sign those papers then I will have no choice than to upload this disgusting video of you to the press and you know what that could do to you."

His calmness faltered, flickering. "You wouldn't." His smugness had disappeared.

"Try me Jacob. If you don't want to do this the reasonable way then I don't mind rolling in the dirt with you." I tried to hide how much my hands trembled, how much my knees faltered.

He knew how much was on the line for him, his business, his beautiful image he had spent so long building, his family, everything would come crumbling down before he would think of blinking.

Ella would get her fair share as well.

"What papers?" He turned to the papers lying on the ground. "Oh you mean this one?"

I stared in confusion as he went to pick them up and started for his study. I did not relent in going after him, my eyes widened as I saw him put the papers through the shredding machine.

"Jacob!!!" My breath became heavy, my heart raced. His psychotic cackle echoed through my brain. "Are you out of your mind? I'm going to let this one slide." I drew in a deep breath, wiping the tears that filled down my face. "By tomorrow, let's do this properly in court. You must--"

My words caught in my throat, a squirm squeezed from my mouth as his firm hands gripped me by the throat. His glare was as cold as death.

"You belong to me, Blaire. You are mine and I won't let you go unless I want to. If you think that you can threaten me into signing some dumb papers then think again."

I clawed at his hand, trying hard to breathe. Hot tears spilled down my face and fear gnawed at me.

His hold around my neck released and he stormed out. Wheezing, my body crumbled to the ground just like our marriage of five years.