Our love

Pouring Emotions

"No Michelle, please! Don't run" he says. Holding his hands out on the other side of the table. My eyes are wide and my body feels out of place. "Why are you here Tony" I ask, staring at him with pure fear.

He shakes his head with a careless smile, "to check on you, I nee-" he begins. My body is shaking and my mind is jumping to possibilities and reasons. "No, no! Don't lie, where's Emilio. Tony don't do this to me! Where is he- why are you here dammit!" I scream. Staring at him intensely.

He takes a seat across from me and lets the smile deflate. My stomach turns and I can't remember who the person sitting across from me is. I've known Tony long enough to know the big difference between evil and good. "I don't want this. You need to come with me" he says. Staring at me with nothing on his face.

I cover my mouth with a hand and stare past him. Emilios gone, Sebastian and Marcus, gone. And I'm alone.
I swallow the fear in my throat and plead with my shallow tears. "Please Tony, just leave" I whimper, digging my face in my palms and crying.

He holds his jaw tightly and shuts his eyes. "I can't Michelle. You need to come with me or Emilio will die!" He warns.

I stop the staggered breathes that release from my chest and follow my heart beat. It's fast and then it's slow, I calm myself and focus on the last words he spoke. Emilio will die? Really. I hold my fingers tightly in my palm and clench them. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You said to me that you hated what he'd do to me yet you allowed yourself to follow me into more fucked shit!" I say. Blaming him with our eyes directly set.

He stands up and holds his face in a careless stare. "Get the fuck up or I'll kill him myself" he growls. Staring down at me as if he isn't the only person I still trust my life in. I shake my head. Tears drizzle down my face and fill my heart with an ache. How could he say and look at me like this when we've only ever been the most to each other.

He came in here staring at me as if all he wanted was a hug and smiles. Now he's looking impatient and full of rage.

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My eyes part back and forth from the two big men guarding a door. Tony grabs my arm quickly and drags me closer to him. I look up and find the stern gaze set on his face, "Martinez" he says. The guards split and watch us as we dissolve through the doors.

"What is this Tony" I ask. My voice is low and my body is filled with fear. He shakes his head and sighs heavily, "Michelle what do you think this is? How could you do something like this to your father and his reputation" he says. Blaming me with his eyes.

As I shake my head with tears flooding my eyes he pushes me into a chair and looks down at me. "Even if I had a choice I still wouldn't support what your doing" he says.

My eyes are heavy and my body just died with his words. I've never seen so much disappointment in someone. I've seen it in people I don't care about, people who don't know me. But now, staring into Tony's eyes and feeling the discomfort. It's killing me.

No matter how much I shake my head or lean myself for him, he won't see what I do. He won't accept what Emilio is and how pure it all really is! He's only infuriated by what I've been through as a child and how my fathers rage affects him.

He steps away from me and lowers his eyes to the ground. When the anger in my body finally erupts its silenced by a new human. My father.

He's standing behind Tony. Staring at me with disgust and only giving me the nothing he always has. I stare back, my eyes are shallow and my body is boiling with hatred. He's making me like this. Haunting every anything I ever do!