The Devil's Debt

Together

I sob quietly as I get dressed.

I never thought that I'd have to go and do this. But right now, I don't think I have another choice.

When I'm dressed, I open the door and I walk out, my foot hitting something.

I look down and Ky's asleep by the door.

I carefully walk past him and suddenly I hear his deep voice call out to me.

"Isa." he says.

"What?" I say plainly, not looking at him.

"Where are you going? Why are you dressed?" he asks, getting up.

I hesitate to tell him. But I know I have to.

"Isabella." he says.

"You made it clear to me that you didn't want this baby last night. So I'm going out." I say, looking up at him.

I can see his anger surfacing as he looks at me. Suddenly, he grabs my arm and drags me into the room, throwing me inside and slamming the door behind himself.

"Are you fucking crazy?! You're not getting an abortion!" he yells.

"That's a dick move. You don't get to tell me what I can and can't do with my body." I say with a scoff.

"That's my kid too! You seriously weren't gonna tell me that you were doing this?"

"You didn't seem to care much about it last night, so I didn't think I had to!" I yell, pushing him.

"I never said that, and you know I didn't!"

"You didn't have to, dumbass!"

"You're the dumbass if you think I'm gonna let you walk out of here and get rid of my kid."

I slap him hard in his face and he freezes, processing it. I look him in his eyes with pure anger in mine.

"My kid. Mine. You obviously don't want it, so you won't have anything to do with it."

"You can't keep me away."

"Yes I can. And I will."

"That's not fair."

"I'm tired of trying to please you. I'm done."

I walk away and I stop myself before I can walk out the door.

"I don't want to do this anymore." I say, keeping my head down.

"What?" he says, looking up at me.

"You're so fucking selfish. You don't care about anything but yourself and the hellhole you call a mafia. I don't want to have anything to do with it anymore. Ever since I came here, my life has been nothing but hell and it's because of you. You made me like this. You forced me here."

I look at my finger and I look at the promise ring he gave me and tears prick at my eyes.

"Go find someone else. I'll carry the baby, and I'll do it alone. I don't need you."

I give him his ring and he looks down at it and back at me.

"Isa, please don't do this. You don't know what you're doing." he says in a desperate tone.

"Yes. I do, I know." I say, tears falling down my face.

I start to walk out the room and suddenly I hear him speak.

"I've been too good to you."  he suddenly says.

I turn around.

"What?" I say.