50 Shades of Enigma (18+ // COMPLETED ✔️)

Chapter 10: Storytime

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                I don't remember falling in love with her. I just remember holding her hand realising how much it was going to hurt when I would have to let it go. Maybe she's mad because I called David once again just to confirm what she'd told me about the tulips. That was beyond paranoia. Maybe she was mad at me for calling David and telling her when she didn't. I've probably given her a reason to ignore me but I can't understand what I've done wrong?

                For the past week I've been racking and filtering through my brain trying to figure out what's gone wrong but nothing springs to mind. The gang just gaze at me pitifully and I've yet to tell my family about the sudden loss of communication. Going out and getting drunk or high is now my motive for getting over Elaina but when reality crashes into me it all becomes too real,

                "We're going to call David right now and invite him over because I'm not too sure you realise what you've got yourself into," Matti states defiantly when he wakes me up on the floor of the bathroom after passing out from last night's heavy drinking session. Mumbling in protest, I helplessly flail my arm in his direction but he's already shut the door and I know he's going to call him first before coming to pick me up.

                After half an hour he returns, washes and dresses me before feeding me sausages and burnt toast,

                "Get some rest, he says he's going to be here in the evening," Matti instructs and I nod dumbly, my head throbbing painfully for me to care much. Drifting in and out of sleep, my mind is clouded heavily with Elaina; her voice and her crystalline blue eyes. Blurry eyed and confused, I awaken in a hot stifling room and nearly choke on the itchy dryness in my throat. Knocking softly on the door, I grunt a reply and Matti enters,

                "Here's here," he states sombrely as if someone has died. Raising my arm, I outstretch my arm before dropping it and he nods his head and shuts the door. I'm not sure if I'm so prepared for what David is going to say to me. Creaking upwards, I swing my legs over the bed and sit up before checking my phone. Again, as usual, there aren't any messages from Eliana and my heart cracks just that little bit more.

                Without knocking, David enters in all his dark mysterious handsome glory and flicks his eyes over my room with slightly contempt. It probably smells but I don't care too much about that. He begins strolling my room, picks up my camera and I protest feebly,

                "You take lovely pictures, I see wonderful potential in you," he says, his tone thick with admiration and I roll my eyes and ask him what he wants to tell me, "she's thrown you to the side I see," he finally says placing my camera on the chest of drawers and sitting beside me on the bed,

                "Everything was fine. It really was. I don't think I did anything that bad apart from talk to you," I muse over my voice shaking hard at the thought of Eliana's heavy dismissal,

                "We're due to appear before the magistrates in a month and I guess she's used you enough," he pauses briefly giving me a sideways glance, "I'm surprised it took her this long though," he adds on with muted surprise,

                "What do you mean?" I question my head and heart aching beneath the thunderstorm I've thrown myself into. David remains silent for a couple more minutes causing the irritation and apprehension to stir listlessly in me,

                "She had a wonderful childhood growing up but she was always such a perfectionist. Always hard on herself and that hindered her relationship with me and the kids. She was always up all night -an insomniac- and took crazy amounts of sleeping tablets and it had a bad effect that I'm sure you can imagine-," he pauses before sighing shakily, "- She became more withdrawn and cared only about herself, did whatever she wanted, went out all the time and didn't bother about the kids-," he pauses once more, "-one night she came home complaining that she couldn't sleep even though she was drunk. Alcohol had been added to the equation to help her cope with the workload. Then she lashed out at me, attacked me even and all I could do was defend myself. Eventually I had to call the police and they arrested her but I didn't press any charges but I ended up getting custody of the kids. Ever since she's been attempting to get the kids back through various means. The judge said to her "prove you're stable and then you can have the kids back". I think she interpreted that to mean get in as many relationships as possible and attempt to appear stable. Most of the time its hit and miss; throws them to the side when she realises they aren't profitable enough. Like I've said before, she took her time with you," David finishes and abruptly stands up and gazes out of the window.