Helena's P.O.V.
"Helena?" hearing my mom open the door to my bedroom after she knocks, I turn around to look at her.
"Yes, mami?"
Walking in she stops behind me placing her chin on my shoulder since I am facing the full-length mirror. "Are you going out?" She asks staring at me through the mirror.
Sighing I nod. "Yeah. Kane is picking me up to go to a party."
"Hmm, I see. So, Kane and you...?" She draws out cocking her brow in question.
Looking down I feel her hands on my shoulders slowly turning me around. "It is alright if you are dating someone new after you and Ethan broke up. It happens Helena." Yeah, if she only knew that what we consider 'dating', is something totally different to Kane. He just does not simply 'date'.
"It is not that mom. It is just --." Passing her I make my way to sit on my bed.
"What is it sweety? Are you and Kane not dating?"
"It is -- complicated." Managing to say. It is not really a lie.
"Complicated? How so?" Sitting next to me facing me now.
"I -- he..."
"You? Him? What Helena? Does he not want to have a commitment?" My eyes narrow at her question.
"What?" Exclaiming. Kane does not do 'commitment'. He does "Do as I say if not you will be punished." Or I can kill the people you love". I had no choice in being with him. He could have at least asked me to be his girlfriend. Not that I wanted him to...
"Is he wanting to see other girls?"
I stare at my mom like she has two heads. "Other girls? I do not think so mom. He wants me, only me." Whispering the last part, I stand up.
There is silence for a few seconds. "I take it you do not want to be..." It is more of a statement.
Turning around I nod.
"...and I take it that he does not take no for an answer?"
Nodding my head yes again this time she sighs. "Come here hon." Patting the mattress next to her so I can sit.
Sitting down next to her she takes my hands in hers. "Let me tell you something that I have not told you."
"You know that your dad and I knew each other in school. Right?"
"You dated." Knowing how they met while in high school.
"Right, for a while until I broke up with him. But I never told you the real reason why."
"You told me because he was too immature."
"Yes, but that was not the only reason." Her frown makes me curious.
"Okay."
"I was about sixteen when your dad and I started dating as you may know. He was so cute and such a bad boy back then. A lot of girls wanted to be with him and when he took an interest in me. Well, I was over the moon that a guy like him would like a good girl like me." Thinking back at the memory my mom smiles.
"Anyways, we started dating and everything was good at first. Until..." Taking a deep breath she continues.
"... your dad was a very jealous and possessive guy. It started with always wanting to know where I was and who I was with. Then it would be telling me what I should and should not wear to always wanting me to be with him. I thought it was sweet at first, you know, him caring so much about me that he would be like that. But then he would want to fight every and any guy who would look or try to speak to me. Even got into a few fights while we were out. I would get so upset at him that he would promise not to do it again. Until he would, and it got worse."
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I'm Only His...(Book 1)
Teen FictionI stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear mys...