« TW WARNINGS » (for this chapter)
• swearing
• drugs
• alcohol
• weapons
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I'm sitting on a table several men surrounding me
A small voice in the back of my head saying
'We'll thats sexist, men saving a woman'
But I don't hear my own voice, I hear her beautiful one
With a small laugh after it I remind myself that isn't not true
But that laugh, that smile
A wave breaks me from being zoned out as I look at my brother trying to get my attention
"You listening? This is your girl we are saving"
'Your girl'
How ironic
She wasn't my girl
She'd never be someone's property
Even at marriage, she'd cheat and drink, do drugs and do everything she'd want
She won't care who's rightfully hers by law
She goes around doing what she wants
And I go around doing what I want
And I want her
So I'll get her
"Why are you even chasing this girl?" I hear a voice behind me say
I turn around in my seat and look at my mother standing in front of me
"I think she's done being chased" her soft gentle voice says as she looks upon her son sitting on a table with men surrounding him drinking whiskey
I look at my brother and sign at him to get her out of here
"This is my house too Rhydian" her gentle voice got more violently making me look straight in her eyes
"Leave all of you" I say in a controlling voice while the men get slowly up leaving the house to outside to smoke or whatever shit men do lately
"You are controlling her Rhyd, it's killing this girl to be under control" her gentle voice returns as she shakes my shoulders lightly with most emotion in her voice yet her eyes could been seen clearly as a mad woman
"Everyone could see it in those eyes, those eyes who are begging to show how she wants to be free, everyone but a obsessed man!" She lets out holding my chin sternly
"Her naughty eyes" my brothers ads
"Let her go, she'll safe herself" my mother tries convincing me
I look between my mother and brother and can't seem not to think if they were right
« AYLIN »
I'm sitting on a table, my hands tied to the chair and my feet free to move under sighed of the guards
A man next to me feeding me my dinner as he does it so fast I feel it come back up my throat
Everything was coming back up my throat since I've been here for a week
A week too long
Freedom is what I need
Freedom to go home, but what is home called?
A house with Rhyd in it?
A place I at first didn't dare to call home but at the loving touch of-...
Of his mother I feel it was becoming more then home
I spit out my food as another bite gets shoved in my mouth
A gun gets clocked against my head pushing my head to tilt to the side
"You need to eat mon amor, and no starving yourself to escape from me, eat!" He forces me as the guy puts away the gun again grabbing the spoon with food I just spit out
I could see my shinning salvia between the food and felt like I was gonna vomit
I looked in disgust at the spoon and felt sick
The sickening feeling of pressure and forcedom
I let out a fake but all too good yawn and make a tired face
"Are you tired mom petit la souris?" He asks me
"Mouse seriously?" I look confused
He nods slowly a grin upon his mouth
"A mouse lives on the street too, till someone finds it and makes it their pet!" He says with a hard laugh
"And since when do people marry their mouse?" I point out again letting out a fake yawn
While looking at the ring on my finger
"Since now" he winks at me and I feel like I'm gonna vomit right there
"Let's go to bed la souris" he says and gets up walking towards me
In a quick move he unties me pulling me onto my feet
I stumble over my own feet balancing onto his shoulder
His hands around my shoulder guiding me upstairs
I was light headed and I could guess the hint from a mile away
As he basically drags me upstairs I feel my head spinning with thoughts
And the first one that came to mind was a name
Rhydian
Where is he, I wanted him here
My subconscious was slowly fainting away and the last thing my skin felt was a bed hit my skin
And then it was all dark
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