Saving Aliyah (editing)

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-Aliyah Cameron-
*TW*

One week. One week since that call, it's haunting me like a ghost, and I don't believe in ghost, yet it's haunting me like one.

Elliot's voice, words, threats run through my mind, 'don't tell anyone' I haven't, I haven't told a soul.

I told Alastair I was sick again, I felt sick, mentally, mentally I was sick, mentally I was tired.

"Why weren't you answering my calls, baby?" Elliot asks, don't cry, I tell myself feeling tears.

"Don't fucking ignore me." He grits "I'm sorry.." I whisper "again." He grits. "I'm sorry." I tell him.

Elliot did this, he made me apologize until he was satisfied, it was so humiliating when he did that..

"Good, you should be fucking sorry, but I've missed you so much, I've been thinking about you..a lot." He says, I blink my tears away

He must've heard "don't be upset baby, you missed me, you know it." I don't, I really didn't.

"Let's meet up, how does that sound? Or are you too busy with Alastair? Baby, are you giving him what you never gave me?" His voice is sad.

Why does he know about Alastair?

"Thought I said to not fucking ignore me." He grits "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I cry

"Two years and you're still the same pathetic bitch who needs to be put her in place, don't you? I bet you're waiting for me to do that." Elliot tells me "deep down, you know you deserved it, and still fucking do." He spits angrily

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry isn't fixing it this time, this time you have to make up for it, baby."

The call cut out after he said that, I'm scared, I don't want him to find me, what will he do if he finds me?

I feel pathetic, weak, useless. What's the point? He'll do whatever he wants, I give up.

I just give up at this point, I'm hopeless, the door opens, part of me thinks it's Elliot.

And if it was, I don't think I'd fight against him, I'm tired of being afraid of him.

It hurts. It physically hurts

"Sweetheart..what hurts?" Alastair says, what? What does he mean "w-what?" I say

"What hurts, Aliyah?" Alastair questions, I'm confused. "You said it hurts, what hurts, amore mio?" He asks

Shit.

I didn't realize- didn't mean to say it out aloud, yet I did "oh- my- my stomach, that's it." I lie, he stares at me, nods "I'll get medicine for you, yes?" He says

"I'll make you some soup also." Alastair smooths out my hair, getting up

"Elliot called me."

The words spill out before I can stop myself, Alastair freezes, standing in the middle of my room.

"He called me last week."

Nothing, Alastair takes a deep breath, huffing out a breath, running a hand through his hair, turning around "you picked up?"

I nod slowly "why, why would you pick up." Alastair questions "I don't know.."

"You don't know? Don't fucking pick up a call you don't know- Dio, Aliyah." Alastair takes a deep breath "what did he say." He demands for an answering (God)