Torn Apart...|Mafia Story.|

17.Tired

I woke up with one idea in my head.

I need to find out what documents Xavier hid from me.

Maybe it is Blake's last loopehole.

Maybe it is just what we need to destroy him.

But I know I can not know unless he trusts me enough to let me in his office.

But I will manage .

So I went down to the kithen to make some breakfast.

Step1: the way to his heart and trust is through his stomach.

But what surprised me was seeing him already in the kitchen.

Fuck.

"Morning." He greeted me with a nod . The smile long gone.

Kinda miss it oops.

"Hey". I greeted back.

He was making some coffee .

"Sit down imma make breakfast." I smiled to hide my real intentions.

"Oh really? I will help because as you know you should def not tire yourself."

"No Xav it's fine-" Hold upp.

HOLD THE FUCK UP.

DID I JUST GIVE HIM A NICKNAME.

NO FUCKING WAY.

My eyes grew wide scared of his reaction. I know he is a very violent person.

He smirked but did not mention it cuz he knew I was embarassed.

"No I will help you. After all you have to do whatever I say don't you?" He gave me a dangerous look.

That made me shiver Again.

I almost forgot what he did to me.

How could you Kayla!??

I nodded my head yes and went to the fridge to get eggs and milk.

My appetite was suddenly  lost.

But I had to finish at least.

"Get me flour and some sugar." I demanded him gritting my teeth.

Wow mood swings much?

He def saw the attitude change in me but ignored it and got me the ingredients.

I was now done with the pancakes with his help.

"Pass me some berries." I demanded again. It kinda felt good to see him doing as I say.

He handed them to me frownig.

I sighed and washed them . The flowing water breaking the silence.

I put a plank out and washed them . I was so used to this kitchen . I was once treated like a maid tho. Not that I am treated as a queen but a slight better.

I was cutting the berries lost in thoughts when I felt him behind me .

He had the nerve to put his hands on my waist and push his front on my back .

That made me itch and so uncomfortable in several ways.

I was left scared again.

"S-stop." I stuttered throwing the knife silently from my hand.

He did not listen .

He kissed my neck after that several times.

The tears fan down  my eyes .

The horribble memorries flooding back again.

"Please stop ." I cried again but he had his grip tightly behind me.

It is like my baby felt my pain. It started kicking fast.

Oh my baby I am so scared for our life.

"I need to puke Xavier I NEED TO THROW UP." That got his attention and he finally let go.

I went running upstairs to the bathroom and started throwing up uncontrollably. Thanking my baby for saving me back there.

I am so stupid for trusting him again. I am so dumb.

How could I do that to myself.

I am disgusting.

I fucking hate me .

No one loves me for me . Every one got out of my life.

I am nothing.

These were the words I was repeating to myself while crying the shit out of my eyes.

The revenge.

I pulled myself together to go to the office.those documents , I need to get them!

I sneaked out of the bathroom feeling dirty as fuck because of myself and his touch.

I somehow got to the room and found the desk.

Still feeling dizzy and sick I did not give up.

I took the documents and it was sadly just some pregnancy books.

Oh .

By that he walked in and was shocked to see me holding thise folders.

"Listen to me I".

"No you disgust me you will never fucking change!" I yelled at him.

"LISTEN GOD DAMN IT I READ IN THAT FUCKING BOOK THAT YOU SHOULD HAVE SEXUAL ACTIVITY WITH YOUR PREGNANT WIFE FOR FUCK'S SAKE I THOUGHT THAT YOU WAS AS HORNY AS ME DON'T YOU FUCKING START BLAMING ME OKAY!"

"NO I AM NOT-" He interrupted me by yelling even harder.

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE OKAY!!? YOU ARE MY FUCKIN TOY REMEBER!? YOU DO AS I FUCKING SAY. YOU WILL BEHAVE AS I FUCKING WANT! YOU DO NOT HAVE A SAY IN SHIT OKAY?"

"Fuck . You." i answered hurt by his harsh words. He just had to remind me of that.

He came closer and then-

Slap.

He slapped me on the cheek. It hurt but not as much as it hurt me inside.

"You . Behave . As . I . Say." He warned me but i did not bother to listen.

I was way too hurt.

The only thing that I had to think about was hurting him 10 times  more than he hurt me .

He will pay.

I barged out of the mansion not minding to change in decent clothes . It was super cold and gloomy. I was crying for my life wishing I was dead.

It was now noon and I did not even have breakfast.

I went to starbucks. Thank god I had my phone and credit card in its case.

I brought breakast.

My eyes laid on a figure I knew very well. Blake.

We made eye contact and he smiled heading towards me.

"What's up why do you look like this!?"

"I am so fucking over it."

"What happened."

"I fucking hate him I don't wanna stay with him anymore I am done."

"Okay okay relax come with me home . I'll give you my sister's clothes . You should clear your head come with me."

It did not feel right but I had to.

I followed him to his house.

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"Here is your room you should stay here and when you are ready gimme updates."

I nodded yes and went to have a nap.

I am tired...