Alone, every night alone
Why am I alone when I know that you want me to?
Am I wrong? Tell me that I'm wrong
Tell me I deserve all the pain that you put me through
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——N-no... please please I- I want to be free"
"..."
"I can't let you go"
"I-I hate you"
I fought my way out of his arms and turned around to face him. I was flabbergasted, how could he say that, how could you even look at a person that you love and say that. He moved forward,
"I love you, Aaliyah, you're my everything"
"I don't love you, you disgust me," I said with utter rage.
He looked taken aback by my comment but he just chuckled as if he didn't hear me.
"You're hormonal right now so I won't take this personally," he said optimistically, he pulled me into his chest and rested his chin on my head.
"But if you ever say that you hate me again, I'll hurt you, I'll torture that sweet body of yours until you beg me to stop" he clinched on my form tighter, I let out a whimper in protest. He sucked on my earlobe while caressing my backside, I gasped."Giovanni please" I tried to push him away but his hold only got tighter. Every time I would protest he would just keep going.
"I want you now, I'll be gentle," he said, pulling the strings to my hospital gown
.
"I promise"I was exposed to him, I couldn't help but shudder at his touch. The thing about Giovanni is that he's never gentle. I felt the cold crisp breeze of the night air at my back.
"N-no Giovanni, I don't want this" I whispered, please God don't let him do this to me. His mouth latched on my breast. I tried to not let my pleasure show but he saw right through it, damn these hormones.
"Your lying, I can see it on your face"
He knew I couldn't resist him in this state but I won't have sex with him, I have my pride. I cried out in protest as he lightly pushed me on the bed.
"Stop, please d- don't do this to me" I panted, everything was so hot and fuzzy, my head was spinning as he licked every inch of me.-------
The cool night air blew through the curtain. I looked out at the night with a hopeless feeling in my chest. With all the things going on it's just hard to imagine that I will ever get away from him. Every Plan of escape was futile. He would always find me no matter where I go, I think it's time for me to just give up. I have been laying in the same spot for days, I haven't eaten, I haven't slept, I've been sick and Giovanni noticed it. The room is always hot, but my feet were always cold. My eyes were always there but they didn't see, they didn't see how they used to."Baby Girl I brought you something to eat"
I turned away from that voice, The smell of the food is making me sick."Aaliyah, you have to eat, stop being so damn selfish, you have my baby inside you" he growled, slamming down the food tray. I looked at him, I looked him straight in his eyes. Selfishness is not me.
"Selfish- I'm selfish, how can I be selfish... I cared for you and YOUR babies, I Stayed with you when you hurt me, raped me. I watched as you took life after life, I stayed. I stayed when you took me down that damn torture chamber, I STAYED WHEN YOU ALMOST KILLED MY SON " I stood up.
"HOW COULD I BE THE SELFISH ONE, you took everyone I loved from me, you took MY babies, the ones I raised... I did it all alone, you took my life. I am not FUCKING selfish, I hate you... I hate you, I can't... I can't believe I loved a sick bastard like you" I cried out.
I cried for the life I don't have and the life I want. I couldn't breathe and everything hurts."Aaliyah"
I didn't listen, I clutched my stomach and moaned in pain.
"Aaliyah let me help you"
"No-no all you do is hurt me" I barely whispered.
"Aaliyah please just eat a little" he took my head in his hands, caressing my head. I tried to steady myself, not trying to rely on him. I can't... the pain is just getting worse, I pushed him off me. Giovanni dropped to his knees and hugged my stomach.
"I'll be better I promise"
He kissed my belly
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I hope you like, sorry I haven't been updating this book, it's just a lot has been happening in my house. I can't wait till I am 18 with a job
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عاطفيةDrear Giovanni, I can remember it so clearly, the beatings, the rough sex afterwards, it was like some sort of apologie for you and in the morning you're no were to be seen. I'm in that cold bed where you left me feeling so unwanted... So di...