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Chapter 10: Done

        ~Zane~

I'm annoyed. So fucking annoyed at the fact that Adelina won't tell me what the fuck is going on with her.

When I first met her, she was begging for a case of whiskey, and I know for a fact that case was not for her.

But then who

when she left it walk back home (I'm assuming) she was limping. Like she was hurt.

Like someone was hurting her.

Whoever the fuck lays a hand on her, they won't have one by the end of the day.

No one touches her

No one

Only me

Even at lunch, when I went to put my arm around her shoulder, she flinched like crazy. I only wanted to make her squirm, and Blush cause she gets startled from me, I didn't know she would flinch at the slightest touch.

When I asked her who hurt her she didn't tell me. She left the cafeteria instead

I feel like something is going on. Obviously.  I'm not that dumb. But what is the question.

Even if I keep on asking, she's not going to tell me. Which gets on my last nerve

All I want to do is hold her, comfort her, keep he safe from any danger that comes her way. Make sure when she sleeps, she sleeps knowing that she's safe, and protected, not fearing that something, whatever that may be, could happen.

She deserves the world

I don't even know her, but she's such a ball of joy. She laughs with Williams when he makes funny remarks, and her laugh is so pure. Her laugh is genuine, like she's actually enjoying her time with us, even if we tease her, and don't get me started on her smile. Her smile is the biggest and brightest thing in this universe. It brings me comfort knowing she's having fun with us.

But behind all of the prettiness, she's hurting.

I know it, and I don't know how to fix it.

When we were at the cafe, I was itching to talk about what happened at lunch. I knew I couldn't sit and talk about shit when all i could think about was protecting her

When the coffee spilled on her, she screamed in pain. Like pure terror pain, and I know how coffee being poured on you feels like. You don't scream like that

That solidified my mind into knowing what the hell happened to her.

But, I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, so when she said to grab coffee, I did

We talked about my friends for most of the time while we drank our coffee, but i don't know, something in my mind clicked into one of....

Terror

All I could think about was how maybe she was getting abused. I didn't understand how I didn't see the signs before.

I've seen this before.

I don't know I missed it

That's when I grabbed her arm and pinned her to the wall

Now I admit, that's was a totally douchebag moment, but I was so mad at the fact someone even abused her that it override ever other sane emotion

But when she screeched in pain, I knew I messed up, but I still held on the fact she might tell me

She didn't

And when she told me to let her go

I did

And she walked out on me

After throwing some paper napkins on the floor, and pulling my hair tightly, I just let it be.

If she didn't want to tell me then so be it

If she doesn't want my help then fine

I won't help

I'll
Let
Her
Be

I'm not going to sit here and help someone who doesn't want it. It's the first and last time I'm going to do something for this women.  If she wants to be a jackass and not accept my help than fine, if she wants to act all tough and "deal" with all her shit than fine, do it on your own. Have all the freedom of your fucking life.

If she wants to be a bitch and ruin her life than do it, I dare her

I'm done with her

I still somehow i leave a note saying to not give money back to me since I payed for our coffee.

She left before paying. Like why. At least pay

I literally payed for her coffee

I walk out of the cafe and go to my car. It's a Audi RS7. I designed the car myself since I didn't like it how it was originally. Like who wants black interior with a black exterior.

I got myself this car for birthday this year. It's the only real thing I've done with my money. Well I've invested my money, and have many other side jobs that make me a lot of money.  that's how I'm rich and can afford this car and my penthouse.

I live in downtown Toronto in a penthouse. It's Also one of my best investments. I'm very lucky to have the means to afford all that I want

I arrive to my home and walk in and immediately get tackled by my dog. His name is bear and he is a Newfoundland dog. There really big and have a brown coat. There coat is so, so soft. He was my dream dog when he was younger, and now I have him

After giving him loads of kisses and belly rubs, I head to my bedroom to grab a change of clothes to change after I shower.

I grab grey sweet pants and a white undershirt. I wanna be comfortable so that's what I grab. I head to my shower and hop in.

While showering, all I can think about is her.

She needs to get out of my head.

It's her fault she's being a bitch toward me. I didn't even do anything serious. All I did was ask what was wrong. Like can't I know, it can't be that bad.

Others have had it worse

But what happens if she's being abused.

No, not gonna happen. She choose to not earn my help, so I'm not thinking about her

But still...

I get out of the shower and put on my clothes. At this point, I'm exhausted from this day so I just head straight to bed

But when I finally doze of to sleep,

Adelina Diaz is on my Mind again

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