SUZIE
I gulped hard at his thousand threats. Tears stung in my eyes. This was my life. I was a doll to him that he could use the way he pleased. And if I denied, he would use all my weaknesses all together to make me submit to him. “Take your fucking clothes off or you will see how cruel I can actually be.” A sob tore through my lips, feeling both helpless and also stupid in a way. I really thought things would get better if I just did whatever he was asking me to do. But I was just a fool.
My hands reached for the zipped of the dress a few times but I couldn't do it. Now that I had gotten my shit together, in a way, and went to church daily, confessed my sins and did anything I could to just be forgiven, taking my clothes off for him felt like an ultimate sin. “Please! Don't do this to me. I am your wife now. Why are you doing this to me?” I cried, hoping he would melt seeing my tears.
He laughed at me. Instead of feeling sorry for me, instead of pitying me, he laughed at me. His laugh made me sick. Before I could even flinch, he grabbed my hair and yanked my head backwards, making me yelp in pain.
“It's funny coming out of your fucking mouth. Why am I doing this? Because you destroyed three fucking lives, and took an innocent one, because you were a spoiled brat, a greedy ass bitch, a fucking slut and you just couldn't stomach the fact how Ariana was able to make a happy home while you were a fucking looser. Now I am giving you everything that you asked for.” My cries, my tears, my sobs, my pleas, had no effect on him.
He grabbed my underwear and tore it off of me as well. “You will never be able to remember this night as the most beautiful night of your life. It will only bring you tears, not smile.” He growled, pushing me against the bed. He forced my legs open and started fucking me.
He called me dirty names while violating me in ways. I was angry at my heart, that I was still in love with him. Yes! I broke it off for the sake of all the lives I had ruined. I thought, maybe, maybe, my pain would bring some peace to others I had ruined. I never would have thought that it would come and bite my ass some day.
ARIANA
I thought I was never going to believe anything that he had to say to me. After all those broken promises, that man was never to be trusted. Or so I thought. Because my stupid heart was ready to believe him again. “You are here for your treatment. And once it's done, I'll take you back myself and never bother you again. Just this once, have a little faith in me.” Enzo added, brushing his knuckles against my cheeks.
I drew a shaky breath and nodded my head. I couldn't say if I was right or wrong. I just wanted to stop running, stop looking around as I walk, thinking someone might recognize me. “What would you like to have for breakfast?” Enzo suddenly asked, leaving me dazed for a second.
“Ummm … anything would do.” I replied after a long pause. He chuckled as if it was funny.
“I'll go shower first. Then you can take your time. Take a shower, soak in warm water. Whatever you like. I'll be out of your hair.” Placing me back on the bed, Enzo crawled out then disappeared in the bathroom.
The sex was good, as always. But I felt no connection. Yes! There was something while we were connected. But as soon as we separated, it was gone. I took a mind note that whatever was happening, it was happening for good.
I took my time, soaking in warm water. I washed my body then with a glass of wine in my hands, I was enjoying the warmth of the water, and that slow music. I got out when the water started changing its temperature.
I dressed up in a pair of skinny jeans and a loose white t-shirt. When I went to the kitchen, my breath hitched at the sight in front of me. I froze at the doorway. His back was too me and under the apron, he was naked.
My breaths quickened as his muscles bulged as he moved around the kitchen cooking something for me with efficiency. I drew a shaky breath to pull myself pit of the daze I was in. I turned around so I could leave. But I guess, God was again on it, playing cupid between us. “Oh! You're here. Why are you standing there?” When I turned, I found him looking at me with a small smile on his face while he mixed up something in a bowl.
“Wh..why are you nan…aaaa…naked?” I stammered so embarrassingly that my cheeks burned and I wanted the ground to split into two and swallow me whole.
“Naked?” He spoke, or maybe it was a question. He looked confused. He looked down on his body then he smiled again. Shameless asshole.
“My sweetness, I am not naked. My pants are still on. I just took my shirt off so I could move freely in the kitchen. I am not playing that game with you. I know! I lost that right a long time ago.” He still had a smile on his face but he couldn't hide his pain anymore. His eyes spoke everything.
“Anyways! Enough about me.” He whispered as he walked toward me. He grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the kitchen counter. He made me sit on the counter right beside the stove, as always. Then he was back doing whatever he was doing. And I was lost in the memories from the past. Sweet sweet memories that build from scratch. It was sad that those memories were not gone. And all i remembered about
that house was paik and suffering.