Be my personal maid and my whore.
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Two souls met when one was dying and the other was trying to escape her reality.
Both took impulsive decisions and ended up together.
He was always unpredictable and she turned unpredi...
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“Why?” “Why the fuck do you have to go and meddle with something that’s not your business?” he asked me as I reeled in from the frightening scene from a few minutes ago.
“Pack your stuff! We’re leaving.” Was all he said as he went to the bathroom.
Whilst my slow brain tried to process what happened a few minutes ago.
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“Why?” was all I had asked her, not in a “ I’m judging you because you are in an abusive relationship” because it's obvious she didn’t choose this for herself. I knew it was Damiano who did it but for what reason? Because no reason ever could justify abuse.
And I guess that single question had her breaking down, sobbing pitifully as I held her close to me.
“Its okay! Don’t worry! I’ll find you a way out.” And you best believe that’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever done.You wanna know why I think that!?
First of all ,Nereida looked even frightened than she looked before. Second of all, she kept shaking her head frantically and last but not the least, the most important factor…..
“Oh my dear sister-in-law! You want to separate a husband from his wife? How cruel?!”
That! “Looks like Ishaani and Ranveer did not teach their daughter basic manners.” He said with a sinister smile and threatening tone.
He knew my parents' name. And it was obvious that he used their names as a sort of threat. He was saying “I know your parents and where they live so don’t fuck with me!” in the scariest and meanest way possible.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t shivering, because I was. But the poor soul next to me was shivering so hard and visibly, she looked like she was ready to pass out any minute.
“Brother, I guess you didn’t tell your wife how things work around here. A lesson would be nice don’t you think?” he said as his face darkened at the last part. I heard Nereida whimper, as she started sobbing uncontrollably.
He took long strides towards me as I cowered back, my head turned to the side and my eyes closed as he reached to grab me… Bam! A gunshot was heard! My heart jumped out of my chest and I think I reached heaven.
Or so I thought. When I heard a deep voice groaning, I slowly opened my eyes and saw Damiano in front of me, his white shirt covered in blood. He clutched his shoulder and what he did next was even scarier than when he threatened me.
He was laughing! He was laughing maniacally! This man who just got shot was laughing like he just experienced the biggest comedy of his life. “Never attempt to threaten or touch my wife ever again in your pathetic little life.” My husband said as he tucked his gun back in his holster.
What the fuck is happening? Did my husband just shoot his brother? And why the fuck is Nereida all over her abused weeping and crying for help? Shouldn’t she be jumping for joy or something? I’m confused! I tried to process everything as Ezequiel dragged me back to our bedroom.
“Oh brother! It’s so nice to see you protect and love your wife, but you wouldn’t be able to for long.” He said with a evil chuckle at the end and I knew not to take this lightly, noticing how Ezequiel stiffened at it.
Oh brother! It’s so nice to see you protect and love your wife, but you wouldn’t be able to for long." Those words still vibrating in my head.
And why did Nereida look worried for Damiano? I get it that he’s her husband but he's also her abuser. If she wasn’t rejoicing, shouldn’t she at least maybe not cry for him and not look like she was the one that was shot rather than him?
I’m not judging because I’m not in a place to. Like I said, we wouldn’t truly understand one's situation unless we go through it ourselves. But I’m just wondering why?
“You shot your own brother!” That was the first thing I said when he came back from the washroom.
“If I hadn’t, he would have strangled or better yet, shot you.” He deadpanned.
I nodded. With the way he had approached me, he would for sure do any of the above.
“But why was no one shocked when you shot your own brother? They looked calm. Heck even your dad didn’t say anything and he looks like the only nicest person in the family.” This was another thing I had been wondering about. This whole family was fucked up and that’s for sure.
“Everything is not what it seems?” Did he just quote wizards of waverly place's theme song? ~Be careful not to mess with the balance of things Because everything is not what it seems ~ He did quote that song. I laughed as I thought of Ezequiel watching Wizards of Waverly place. I walked to the bathroom to pack up all of our necessities.
