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I had to leave Scarborough or I was going to end up in somebody's damn asylum. Between Abel and my work the stress was mounting high. I didn't tell him I was leaving I just left and Suzy had to work so I couldn't bring her along. But that was go for me she would've ruined it by talking about Abel. I don't hoe many times she's asked me about what he was like.

If she only knew I'm sure she wouldn't ask about she'd tell me to run for the hills.

I admired the view in my room and made a list of things to do while I was there. First thing was first find some restaurants and then hit a store for some new garments.

My phone vibrated across the bed and I ignored it knowing it was Mr. Controlling. He acted as if he had to know my every damn move. I couldn't go to the bathroom without him bugging me.

Besides he had a show all the way in Texas. That was too damn far for him to be traveling back just to check on me.

By the time I ate and went shopping I was ready for some night life. So I left the room dressed in comfort instead of play. I just wanted to relax while I was here.

I found myself drinking virgin drinks and listening to raggae music. It was awesome getting away from the home. I'm not going to lie it was a culture shock to me but a week away would change all if that.

The night was raging on and I couldn't do anything but feel alone. Just a bit not that much. I went back to my room and laid on the bed and listened to pandora. I couldn't help it I had to read his messages.

" Where are you I'm at your house?"

I was like what at my house. I shook my head. He really went all the way home because I didn't answer my phone. He was possessive.

" I'm out I'll  be back soon." I text.

" No need to." He text back.

I was kinda disappointed he dismissed me like that. I tossed my phone and rolled over to sleep. The nature music played as my eyes closed shut.

She was still running away from me. I felt like she was slowly leaving for good. I couldn't stress how much I needed her but I couldn't blame her either for leaving. That night something happened. I don't know what. But I saw Drake follower her when she left. Next thing I know Suzy came and got me saying Abigail fainted. Shit just didn't add up. He was there when she fell her dress was pulled up and I didn't see the black panties she wore that night. I had to protect her. It was something about her that men wanted and women envied.

That night she wasn't making love she didn't even moan the same. He had taken my place and if he did I was going to kill somebody. He text her I broke her shit. I'd recognize his number anywhere. But she was too damn blind to see him coming.

She laid there peaceful not crying or Sad just peaceful. Tonight was the last night.

"I love you Abby!" I whispered before turning around and leaving.

I didn't look back...this was Montréal.

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