You're Dead To Me

Chapter thrity-eight: Answers

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My alarm goes off and when I roll onto my side I meet my nightstand. I throw my hand flat onto my phone. "Fuck off". I groan. I lift up myself and suspect a package next to my phone. It's six am and its still dark out, i wanted to meet Camilla early tonight, so that we could tick of that fucking thing with Sal finally.

I reach for it and narrow my eyes together.

Plan B pill.

I clench my teeth's together and throw that motherfucker onto the wall. What the actually fuck. I stress myself and jump out of bed. I instantly feel the numbness between my thighs and I already regret everything we have done last night. Shit, that will hurt today.

But unfortunately I couldn't get the pill out of my mind.

If he only knew what he did to me with that. I grip onto the sink and lean forward to meet myself in the mirror. Flashback from my past take over my mind but I refuse to let them rip me apart. I shake my head and get myself ready for the day.

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Camilla cleans her nose and her eyes are already red and puffy. Theresia made sure that she would stay at her place for their first few days. "We have time, you don't have to do this if you don't want to". Says Giovanni, I shoot him a disapproving look. "What Giovanni meant was, that we need any information that you can give us right now, if you want Sal dead than we have to do something about that".

Her yes shoot up and she looks terrified. "I don't want him dead". "Huh?". I say, what the fuck, she just got kidnapped and doesn't want the boss to be dead.

Giovanni grips my thigh under the table and forces me to keep quiet. I lean back and cross my arms over my chest. "Camilla". His voice sounds gentle and he places both elbows onto the table.

"What happened when sal kidnapped you?". She bows her head and goes back to the most scariest thing in her life. "Um, I was on my way back home, when a black SUV came to stop next to me. I don't know who was driving but when I turned around and looked them in the eyes, the door...um. The door starts to pull open and someone reached me inside". She takes a deep breath, eyes still on her lap.

"Where did they drive you?". She shakes her head. "You don't know?". Giovanni translate, she nods.

"I loosed consciousness and when I woke up I was already put in that room".

"What room?". I barked out, Giovannis ankle hit my leg. "What? The emotional part is yours not mine". I statement and shift my gaze over to her again.

She eyes me weird.

"A room where men touch- you... and um. They raped, assaulted and abused". She spits out and cringing over her own voice.

I stay silent and avoid her. My hands fold into fists and I wanted to punch Sal til death. I jump up hand leave the conference room.

I hear the door slam shut and open again, Giovanni rushes after me. "What was that?".

"I know right? Abusing, assault and rape, we need to-". I get thrown down the floor and smash into the next wall. I grunt as my back hit the brick and cuts my skin. "Ah". I moan and reach to my neck, pain spreads throughout my body.

"You couldn't be more heartless in there, could you". He points at the room we just left. I pin my eyebrow together. "What are you talking about?". He smiles coldly. "The only thing you want is what people give after they opened up, you don't even care about their feelings".

His arms flex and his face goes red. "You want to play hide and seek all day, running away from commitment and talking. You block your heart with what's in your head and God knows what your father has made with the little girl you used to be". I watch everything go in slow motion. My hand slaps him across the face, so hard, that his head whips to the other side.

"How dare you". I shout bitter.

"Don't you ever raise your voice at me like that again, I will fucking stick a blade through your pathetic body".

"Oh yeah?". He asks low.

Suddenly his arm cages me in, lock me up.

"Because last time I checked, your had your thighs wide open for me to send you to heaven and back". I clench my teeth when I noticed his knee parting my legs forcefully.

He grins down at me.

"You want dick, you can have it, you want to put up a fight, lets go outside. But all I will give to you is unmerciful punishment. I'm gonna fuck that little cunt of yours and let you feel all the emotions that you tried to block out the past few years". I moan when his knee travels high and higher, until he pushes it in between my legs.

I roll my hips into him, dry fucking him on the spot.

"What a slut you are". He whispers and crashes his lips down. His tongue swirls into my mouth and lets me forget about my anger.

He replaces his knee with his dick and lifts me up against the wall.

"C'mon, show me what you don't want to show anyone". Passionate and lust floods my veins and I put all the words, all the feelings into that kiss, into our connection that I can't bear to say.

My heart races against my orgasm and all I want is him, him only.

Something vibrates next to me, but it's not my body or his. He groans into my mouth and drops me back in place. He reaches into his pocket and holds his phone up.

"Who are you and why are you calling me right now?". His gaze is cold and annoyed. I observe him listening to the other persons voice.

"We'll be there in ten". He admits and declines.

"We?". He nods and grabs my arm, pulling me with him.

"Father asks for audience, he apparently talked to Eden and wants some answers now".

"What???".

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I'm going through a though time right now, so I don't know if I can spread my talent to the fullest and make this story good, but I'll try. Also I just started a new story called The night we chose to forget, I wanted something like Ugly Love by Colleen Hoover, so a brothers best friend trope.

Please drop some plot twist wishes in the comments or some tropes you want to have included into the story. I'm kinda untalented when it comes to a good plot.

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