AMARIS💮

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''You are a hard man to love and I'm a hard woman to keep track of''
-Lana Del Rey

''Where are we going to?'', Trepidation creeps up my toenails to the end of my wavy argent hair like the cold winter in the air.

He looks at me like I'm a disease. The disdain was clear as day, I winced at the cold cruel look in his eyes. Anticipation of his next action kept me on my toes as I watched his jaw tighten, muscles ticking in his upper lip.

''Darrien please say something'', I pressed. At this point, I need something from him, anything at all to be able to know what is going on in his fucked up head.

''We are going cake tasting'', His cold voice seeped into the darkness causing an eerie sensation in the air. I looked at him in shock as if he had grown two heads. ''Cake what.....?'', I asked again to be sure I heard him right in the first place.

''You heard me right my love'', He moved closer and tucked my hair behind my ear with a manic smirk playing on his fucked up face.

''Why are you doing this?'', I asked almost cursing myself out at the way my voice was trembling. Fucking fuck! Get it together Ama!

''Your brother gave his blessings already. I can't wait to wake you up'', He said nonchalantly and I cringed hard. Geez! Can he just cut the bullshit already?

''You love me. Or has that changed?'', He asked as he parked. I take in my surroundings and I notice we are in his fucking house. ''You said we are going cake tasting'', I turned to him and I was met with the fucking smirk again. Geez! I'd do anything to wipe that fucking smirk off his face.

'' I need to go home. Reid....''
''He knows you are with me'', He cuts me off. Damn! This is one of the many days I wish Reid were dead.

''Who goes cake tasting by dusk by the way? We'll go in the morning love'', He opened the door and slammed it, disappearing into his apartment without giving me a second look.

My phone beeped signifying an incoming text. I checked the recipient and my heart softened upon seeing his string of texts.

Malachi: please baby, It's not what you think. Ava was frightened by the Loud bang. We thought someone was trying to break in.

Malachi: That's why she was holding my hands. I promise it's not what it looks like my love.

Malachi: Are you okay? I want to be sure you are okay Dahlia.

Malachi: Baby.....

While I was hesitant to reply to his texts, rough hands snatched my phone. Fucking Darrien! I rolled my eyes.

''you fucking bitch!'', He roared  ''Are you that fucking cheap'', He pulled my hair.....Hard and yanked me from the car. ''Darr...Darrien
....You....You....You are....You are hurting me'', I cried out.

''I just wanted someone that would pass my genes on'', He sucks his teeth ''Why the fuck do you have to be fucking problematic!'', He yelled.

''Can't you keep those flimsy legs closed'', He demanded ''Huh....Must you act like a cheap whore all the fucking time? He tried calming his breath as I watched him switch in the mood with awe. For the first time in three years, I'm batshit scared of the stranger in front of me.

Is he mentally stable? Does he have dissociative identity disorder? Why is he acting manic? Is he okay?

I watched him intently as he tried to close the gap between us all shades of rage disappeared as if he wasn't acting like a raging lunatic.

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