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A M A Y A

"I don't want to hurt you sweetheart, just answer the question." He muttered, cupping my cheeks.

Kyle is fucking crazy.

"You said I shouldn't try to do anything stupid and I have to be a good girl." I replied, trembling in fear.

"Shh Shh, it's okay sweetheart. I'm not going to hurt you." He said in a calm voice.

"You know very well you're not allowed to leave the house. That's why I installed a system that will notify me as soon as you leave the house." He mumbled.

He chuckled. He's finding this shit funny?

"You know sweetheart, I meant it when I said you'll be the mother of my children we've been together since you were 18." He said.

"Since the day I met you, I knew that you were mine." He mumbled playing with my curls.

"I'm so happy, I was the first person to kiss you, touch you and make love to you." He chuckled.

"You're my first love sweetheart. I never loved anyone the way I love you, you're my everything that's why I don't want anyone else to see you or talk to you besides me." He mumbled.

"Now, I'm not going to hit you. We wouldn't want you to loose the baby. If you're already pregnant right?" He chuckled.

He took out a rope and he tied my hands to the headboard.

"I'll see you later sweetheart. I have to go back to work." He smiled."I love you." He mumbled and kissed my lips and he left the room.

I've always wondered what my life would be like if I didn't meet Kyle that day.

I mean at first Kyle was an amazing person. It all changed when his father was killed three years ago.

He started to get possessive and obsessed. Controlling everything I do and everything I wear and who I talk to.

I left him when he hit me for the first time. He tracked me down and he found me 2 months later.

Flashback

"Amaya come back here. I'm fucking talking to you!" Kyle yelled following me to our bedroom.

"You didn't have to shoot him Kyle. He's  my bestfriend and he was helping me with my assignment!" I yelled.

"Calm down Amaya he left the hospital two weeks ago and his wound is probably healed by now." He said.

"It still doesn't make it right Kyle you could have killed him!"

"I don't fucking care Amaya I don't want to see you talking to him." He mumbled.

"So I'm not allowed to have friends now?" I asked.

"I said I don't want to see you talking to him or standing next to him." He said."Kyle you can't control who I can and can not talk to." I mumbled, walking out of the bedroom.

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