"You think I don't have control over you?" He asks darkly while looking at me like he could rip me to pieces.
I stare at him with fear, "I-"
"Every fucking night, you lay under me, screaming my name at the top of your lungs, making it pretty clear...
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"SHE'S NOTPREGNANT." The doctor confirms while holding the test results in his hands.
I nod my head and dismiss the doctor before staring at the woman in front of me. I chained her foot to the bed, long enough to reach the bathroom and tight enough so she wouldn't pull another stunt.
She lied to me about being pregnant, or maybe she wasn't sure. The good thing is she wasn't pregnant and I won't have to take care of a child that isn't mine and is a child of some other fucking bastard.
The thought that she'd spent time with another man made this weird feeling of anger erupt on my veins. I wasn't supposed to feel this way because I didn't give a shit and I didn't love her, all she is; is just my greatest prized possession.
I watch her shift uncomfortably in her sleep, she was wearing the same clothes since yesterday and I didn't want her wearing the same dirty clothes.
I grab my phone from my pocket and phone Gloria. She picks up after the first ring, "I want you to bring food and fresh clothes for Navea once she wakes up." I order her and Gloria automatically complies and I decline the call.
I get up from the bed and look at Navea with downcast eyes, "I'll deal with you later."
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I blink my eyes repeatedly and see a woman wiping my body with a warm damp cloth. Was I dreaming? It felt like this woman was my mother taking care of me.
I open my eyes fully and see Gloria with a soft expression on her face cleaning my stitches. I let out a groan and small cough.
I almost escaped. My chest tightens as I remember the last few moment's that happened before he caught me and I passed out.
Gloria doesn't say a word and continues her task on wiping my arm while I felt tense, which is how I always feel these past few weeks.
At this point, I felt numb. I felt like there was nothing I could do this escape here, my eyes felt heavy and my heavy chest started to become even heavier.
