The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter Sixty-Eight

When he parked outside the apartment complex behind his Camaro I remained in the car until it was shut off.

"No one is here this time if you're worried about that," Demetri says.

That just means no one can hear if you hurt me.

Getting out of the car I crossed my arms and made my way to the door which he let me into before I made my way to the stairs.

After the elevator incident I hated elevators, and refused to go near one with him around.

"Olivia you will be walking up like ten flights of stairs," Demetri says looking at me as he pressed the button for it.

"I'd just rather take them then the elevator," I say and up them I went while he took the elevator.

I simply would rather this because if something was going to happen and the only peace, I was going to get was going up a set of stairs then so be it.

Why I always went back was what I couldn't answer I didn't know why I was so willing to allow myself to go back to him. He hurt me but at the same time he protected me, no one ever got near me and why ever that was I was fine with.

Getting to Demetri's floor I walked along the hallway to his apartment where he stood leaning against the wall.

He then unlocked the door letting us into the apartment where I took off my shoes and walked off towards the middle of the room.

The clink of keys hitting the table made me jump before I heard him walk over to me and hold the side of my face yet I felt like I was staring at a snake.

He then grabbed my hair and yanked it back before looking down at me with the kind of dark intensity he only had in his eyes when he was angry, really angry.

"What did you think you were doing at night; do you have any idea how stupid that was?" he asks seething down at me.

"I just wanted to go for a walk," I protest weakly.

Wrong response.

He slapped me hard with his other hand before pulling my hair again to look at me straight in the eye and I knew staring into his nearly black eyes, there was nothing I could do. I could fight back but if I did that it would only get worse.

"You could have been kidnapped, or assaulted. Besides this is what you deserve. You must enjoy being hurt, since you cut your wrists and burn yourself. Hmm... do you like the bruises I leave on you?".

Does he find enjoyment in hurting people.

Maybe this is what all relationships are like, maybe they all hurt this bad and I just didn't know any better. Or maybe this was just my normal, this was the normality of love I got.

Maybe I deserved this?

I certainly hadn't left so maybe he was right about me liking it, but why did I feel so scared, and worried, why did it always leave me with this worthless feeling.

"Nothing to say," he says before dragging me to his room and practically throwing me onto the bed.

"I don't want to be here," I say turning to face him.

"Well, you're fucking worthless so why would anyone ever want you to be here. It's a miracle that I love you because no one else will," Demetri says so surely that I let out a gasp at his words and tears prick my eyes.

"Why would you say that?" I breath.

"Because Oli it's true, I am the only one who will love you," he says his tone suddenly soft. "However, you did something you shouldn't," Demetri adds.

"I'm sorry I went on that walk." 

Why am I defending this?

"Good, and you will be sorry by the time I'm done," he says putting his hands on my waist.

"What?" I puzzle, before he touches my chest, and on pure instinct, I slapped him as hard as I could, making a resonate smack that based on the tingly feeling in my hand meant that would bruise. Shifting across the room I stood on the opposite side of the bed.

"Don't you ever touch me without my permission like that every again," I say a flare of something blasting through me, as my wish to not stay like this coiled through me, like the me I was months ago would have.

Demetri looked shocked like he hadn't expected me to fight back, he then took a step towards the edge of the bed and I quickly pulled open the side drawer taking the gun in there out, before loading it and pulling the hammer.

"Take another step towards me and I will put a bullet in your knee," I say as steadily as I could but I could feel my body choking on what little air it held. Demetri then raised his hands as I level the gun to him.

"Get on the ground, hands above your head," I direct and he slowly gets on his knees before lying down in the position of one who was being arrested.

"Stay there," I say walking backwards to the door and closing it before rushing to the front door and putting on my shoes before removing the bullets in the magazine, and pocketing them before leaving the apartment complex as fast as I possibly could.

Leaving the building I raced along the sidewalk to the nearest trashcan and dropped all the bullets into it.

I didn't trust him not to use the gun once I ran and so now, I'm trying to get home as fast as I can in the event he comes after me.

Never had I felt this petrified while fleeing.

What if he comes after me?

What if he hurts my mom?

What if's kept pouring into my head as I walked on the familiar streets back to my house.

The fact I knew how to get home so well like this was rather telling, that even with a racing mind and paranoid thoughts I could get home with relative ease. I'd never gotten lost, never strayed to a place I couldn't get home from.

I also wanted to start taking more self defense or at least learn some way of fighting, to protect myself.

I just never thought I'd be learning it to defend myself against my boyfriend.

The hoodie and coat should have kept me warm but I felt cold and empty, I didn't know how to feel how to take it.

How did everything turn out this way?

Getting to highway I watched the cars pass through, and I genuinely wondered if anyone would care if I walked out in front of one. End my pain right now, I'd never have to deal with abuse, I'd never feel alone. Supposedly death was peaceful, and it sounded pleasant. A brief flash of pain before being free from this world.

The light changed and the beeping could be heard as it was my time to cross the road.

Moving over the ice and snow I made my way across the street and for a moment I thought back to the last time I had a happy memory on this route it was with my friends and we had crossed the road making jokes about the black Vantage and if it was the boy we'd looked up.

Back when jokes were funny, and life was simple, before my relationship turned to hell. I wished things could go back to being that way.

Back to before I agreed to be with Demetri back before all of this began and all before pain was my only escape.

By the time I reached the opposite side of the road the first tear rolled down my face hitting the snow leaving a small dent in the bank as I continued home.

Yet there was some weird that that when the snow melted and it was warm like that tear, the bad would wash away. Maybe.

Little bit of foreshadowing nothing too much, leave comments, vote and share. Also for anyone wondering why Olivia goes from not defending herself to doing so its Demetri trying to break her and her never letting herself fall to low to be completely under his will, I would like to say its also not common and most people that are being abused don't realize it which is why there's stereotypes around the victims. Anyways

Peace✌