Ruins of Our Love #wattys2015

Chapter 38

"Stephan! You're home!" I got up from the couch in the living room. I moved down here when I gave up sleep around 3 am.

Stephan stumbles through the front door, his tie loose and his hair is a mess. "Alexaa, why you not asleep are?" (why are you not asleep)

Is he drunk?? "Stephan are you drunk??" I ask.

"No, I'm not!" he approaches.. well, more like limps to where I was sitting. He's definitely drunk. His breath stinks of alcohol.

"You left to go to a pub??" I yell at him.

He pushes me to the couch, "Alexa, shh! Don't yell for god's sake!"

I try to lift him off me, "Stephan get of me! You reek of alcohol!" I push his body off mine but fails. He's strong even when he's drunk! Instead he moves his face closer to mine, wanting to kiss my lips. Well, more like ravage them. He's not doing this now is he??

"Stephan Grant! Stop it!" I yell when he starts pulling at my nightgown to rip it off.

I managed to escape from being in his hold when he nips my neck. "Stephan, go clean yourself up!" I tell him. I can tolerate anger, not alcohol.

Stephan stands up and runs a hand through his already messy hair. "Fuck! Alexa will you just obey me for one day?! First you attack my girlfriend, now you are denying me rights to your body! When I have spent good money on you today, for that pampering, that hair and makeup and the dress,"

Why does he always think the worst of me?? I sigh softly, and say with a sad tone, "I didn't attack your precious girlfriend. She insulted your wife for being a tramp. In that state of yours, you are not having my body. And Stephan, next time, dress me in a sack for all I care, if you are heavy-hearted to spend money on me,"

"Still trying to lie to me,Alexa?! If I didn't marry you, I would've led a free life and not tied down to some woman for all I care!" he bellows in this empty room. He starts to walk towards me and I back away. Unfortunately I reach a wall and I am stuck, pinned between him and the wall.

I shed a tear, "I'm not lying, Stephan! If you don't want to be tied down, let me go! I'll be happier without you!" I shout at him.

"No! I'm not letting you go, ever! You're stuck with me. I'm stuck with you and I'm gonna make your life miserable." he pushes me to the ground. No, not this again. I can't stand another beating.

I try to stand up, "Stephan, please. Stop this," I plead.

"If I knew you were gonna be this much trouble, causing me to loose face, hurting my one and only love, I would've never married a bitch like you in the first place," he yells in anger and pulls my hair back, painfully. God, let me die already..

I scream in pain, "Stephan! Please.. I'm carrying your baby," I try to plead again, hoping he would realize.

"I don't fucking care! With a bitch for a mother of my child, I'd rather impregnate a whore," he lashes again and kicks my tummy. I scream in pain, holding my tummy. Please.. leave my baby alone..

"You have no fucking idea do you Stephan?! Ever since I met you and your precious family that day I suffered greater pains than I already have! I'm broken enough! Don't break me further,please!," I try to plead with him.

His words hurt me to the core. I don't know which hurt worse, his kick to my stomach or his words that placed me below a whore. I curl up on the ground and say in-between sobs of pain, "Stephan, please.. I'm sorry, "

"It's too late for that now!" Stephan's leg moves to kick me again but then I hear a shout. "Mr Grant!" it's James and Collins. Oh, thank god..