FAKE KNOT

Lashing out

"They'll probably losing their minds. I mean, we have not been a part since we met." Raven thought. "I mean, there was that one time and they lost it but sometimes, ugh, I just want to bash their heads in." Raven mumbled, parking her car. This fake marriage is draining me. They're too controlling. It used to make me feel safe but now, it makes me feel like I'm back home.

Raven played with her car keys. "A divorce. I want it. I need it." She mumbled. She took a deep breath before opening the door. She swung the door open. A maid walking by with a basket of clothes was startled by her presence. She looked conflicted. I should go tell Master Damien that she's here. She quickly took out her phone. Raven walked past her. She's probably going to let them know I'm here. Good riddance.

Ding. Damien snatched his phone. He read the message. He stood up. The chair fell back. He ran of his office. My sweet Raven is back. Raven entered her room. She closed the door without making any noise. She inhaled and exhaled. She was preparing herself to face them. It's useless. I want to strangle them. I want to punch them. Why did they her here? She rubbed the side of her forehead. Relax. The last thing I need is a migraine.

Her bedroom door opened. Damien smiled. She's really here. She ignored him. She was concentrating on soothing her mind. He walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. "I missed you." He mumbled into her hair. Raven tensed up in his arms. No. I refuse. She didn't want to forget. "What wrong? Did I upset you?" He pulled away. He stared at her. His eyes filled with concern and relief. "What's wrong?" She said, looking up at him. She swore under breath. "Damien. You can't just claim someone." Damien remain silent. "That women in your cellar. She's a human being." Damien sighed. All this time I thought she was mad at me. She's upset with her being here. "She didn't refuse." Raven closed her eyes. She exhaled harshly. "Damien. She was afraid. Anyone would know with just one glance."

Damien clenched his fists. No. "Enough about her. We agree to talk if we disagreed on something. Not running away." Raven nodded. "Yeah, we agreed on that. But we also agreed on giving me space. Since when is tracking where I go part of the agreement." Raven responded with sarcasm. Damien rubbed the back of his neck. "I-I can explain. It's for your safety." My safety. "That's tampering with my freedom and my private life. And you know what happens when someone messes with my privacy." Damien licked his lips. His eyes darkened. What does she mean by that? Am I not a part of her life. "What's that supposed to mean?"

He leaned close to her. "It means you can't dictate what goes on in my life. You're not my husband nor my father. Even if you were..."

"But I can, right?" Charles walked in her room. He smiled softly at her. "I'm your husband." Raven hands twitch. I wasn't finished. She looked beside Damien. There stood Charles. "Yeah, only by law." Raven snapped back at him. It's an arrangement. Nothing more that. A fairytale has more action than our so called marriage. Charles smile faded away. Huh? Kyle walked in after Charles. He heard their conversation. Kyle whistled. Now that has to sting. Charles glared at Kyle. She doesn't mean that. She's just hurt.