I'm speeding alone the dirt road breathing calmly.
I am calm.
Kind of.
I swerve sharply and look down at the pedals and when I look back up I screech on halt pedal before getting into a car crash.
A black car swerves in front of me.
I look and see Ivan get out.
Oh god here we go.
"Get out the car Elle"
"No"
He punches the car door, denting it.
"DAMN IT ELLE GET OUT THE CAR" he yells.
Am I scared? Yes of course.
"No I don't-"
Ivan walks towards the drivers window and leans on it causing me to lose my breath for a moment.
"Elle, get out the fucking car"
I reluctantly oblige waiting for him to yell at me, swear at me, hit me even.
He does none of that.
He pulls me into a hug and I squeak from surprise.
"Are you okay?" He whispers into my hair.
"You should see him"
"I did Malysh, you gutted him"
I nod slowly, he smiles.
I forgot he has a blood kink.
"What's this about a divorce?" He asks me softly stroking my cheek.
I drop my smile quickly and look down.
"I want a divorce"
"Why.." his voice breaks, along with my heart.
"I have been your wife for 4 months, and in those times I've been kidnapped twice. Starved, punished almost raped. As collateral damage to you" I say forcing the words out.
His face falls as he desperately searches my eyes.
"I am so sorry about that, if I could have.."
I shake my head and the words die in his throat.
"I don't blame you, but the facts are..I am always in danger because of who I am to you" I say, tears flowing down my cheeks.
I desperately wish there was another way.
But I will never be the girl on the couch again.
"Malysh no, please let's fix this okay. Im sorry. Im sorry." I can says taking my hands.
I take a step back shaking my head, furiously rubbing my tears away only for them to be replaced by fresh ones.
"Ivan please I can't. It's not fair" I plead.
He shakes his head, his beautiful eyes are glassy with all the emotions he refuses to let out.
"Elle I love you. Please Elle I love you"
I walk up to him and place my hands on his face.
He closes his eyes immediately and I allow myself to break.
For one moment.
"Being loved by you is a death sentence" I say.
He opens his eyes and I see defeat.
I take steps back slowly and climb into my car.
He stands there lost, looking at me like I'm about to say I'm joking.
But I'm not.
I think he understands that now.
I force myself to look ahead and begin to drive.
I blink continually so more tears don't spill over my cheeks.
I glance back in the review mirror once.
Ivan is nowhere to be seen.
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