Locked in chains

Chapter 2

The silence is palpable in the car, if a bug was flying around, I swear we would've heard it. The tension is nothing unusual for us. Usually, it's because Kyle messes up but for the first time it's because of me and I hate it.

Cole's focus is on the road, not saying a single word, and Kyle is next to him looking out the window with his head leaned against it. Meanwhile, Enzo, Lucas, and I are in the back seat in silence as well. My brother doesn't even look at me, I know deep down, that he knew why I reacted the way I did and probably didn't want to talk to me about it in front of the others. It would only add more fuel to the fire. I know what is waiting for me when we get home, and I dread arriving. Inside, I'm stressing out about what I'll be facing because of the mistake I made earlier. It seems all I am doing today is stressing about everything and everyone. I need to stop acting on impulse and start to get back in line. Marcus is going to hear all about it, and it won't bode well for me.

Cole parks the car in the parking lot when he finally decides to break the uncomfortable silence. "You three," he says looking at the guys, "stay here, and you" he then looks at me, "Come with me." I don't argue with the order and follow him out of the car to the house entrance. He's still the boss of me, therefore I must listen to him, or else Marcus will take care of me. We might consider ourselves as a family, but we still have rules that we need to follow. My blood's boiling from all the anxiety I'm feeling right now. He unlocks the door and drags me inside, pulling me by my arm.

"Who the fuck you think you are? Don't touch me!" I say while trying to get out of his grip. He turns towards me quickly and gets closer to my face. He grabs my throat with his right hand and tightens his grip as if it were the easiest thing in the world for him. He looks me straight in the eyes. I can see the fury crossing his pupils. He isn't happy, and I can sense his rage through my skin as if it were vibrating through me.

"Next time you cause a mess like this, I'll kill you, you got that?" He says coldly. I can't answer because the pressure on my throat's getting stronger, my face's starting to get reddish from the lack of air and I'm soon running out of it.

"GOT IT?" He yells, even closer to my face.

"Got it... " I say between gasps.

He brutally pushes me, and I find myself on the floor trying to catch my breath. My throat is hurting so bad, the first thing I'm thinking of is that I'm going to have bruises on my neck, not like I'm not used to it, but I would prefer a place that wasn't visible.

I'm still on the floor, holding my neck in my hands when the other guys decide to come in. They look at me on the ground and then at Cole who's already going up the stairs to his room. Idiot. Lucas rushes to me, but I only pull away from him, not wanting anyone else to touch me. I then decide to get up and take refuge in my room, making sure to slam the door shut. Once in my room, I open the window and climb out of it to get onto the roof. I love feeling the cold air blowing on my skin and in my hair, it makes me feel alive and free in a sense. It also helps me relax and regain my composure after missions.

It's been like 10 minutes since I got up here when a voice that I know all too well calls for me.

"Leila?"

"I'm on the roof," I answer, and as I expected, Kyle comes out of the window and climbs on the roof next to me. I can smell his cologne from up here, I love it when he wears it. Neither of us says a word for a few seconds, probably waiting for the other to break this insupportable silence.

"You know... Cole is..." starts Kyle.

"Don't defend him, Kyle," I say not wanting to talk more about him. The thought of him just made me so angry. I just don't understand how this man could push my limits, every time. It's like he's doing it on purpose. Well, of course he is but I thought we were past all this Alpha energy.