Runaway Return

chapter four

Marisela

I lift my nightgown up a little more revealing the small bandage covering the bullet wound, where he shot me. My own husband shot me... I try to think he wouldn't do such a thing but then again this is Luca I'm talking about he'd shoot a leaf.

I need to get out of this bed, I need to see my babies I need to move I can't expect him to be at my beck and call I m a fucking women a strong one at that. I decide I'm going to get up and shower the best I can and get my arse out of this room. I will not be locked away anymore.

With that I push myself up using all my strength, finally steadying myself I head towards the bathroom having a shower washing my hair, once done I head back to the bed room getting my self dressed, pulling my hair up into a ponytail. It feels good to be dressed and fresh. I slip on slippers on heading towards the door.

Soon as I walk out the door I bump straight into someone, the force knocks me off my feet making me fall straight onto the floor landing on my arse. The pain radiating through to my wound of my hip, I could fucking cry. Holding back the tears I struggle to get back to my feet.  I look up to see one of his men staring down at me, talking into a phone I haven't a clue what he's waffling on about... I'm too scared to stand in case I've broken something or pull something I don't know.

Within seconds he's there. My brutal bastard of a husband is standing in the door way glaring at me. Of course he's angry once again when isn't he angry? Looking down at me like I'm some disappoint to him. Of course I am he's only ever wanted me to be one thing.

"What is your arse doing on the floor and not in that bed?"

He star s down at me even more now pointing to the bed.
I push myself up a little bit more so I can see straight at him.

"I was on my way downstairs to see the girls, until that fucking idiot standing right there made me fall to the ground."

He looks at me and them at one of his men, both shrugging their shoulders at each other. Luca attention then turns back on me, in the next second he bends down and lifts me in the air, walking towards the bathroom. Sitting down on the toilet, he starts to undress me. We'll try's to anyways but, I have other plans.

"What the fuck are you doing?! Don't fucking touch me!!"

Kicking and screaming at him, I even go as far as trying to bite the fucker I don't want him near me. In the end I see a man come flying through the door, he's the doctor why has he got the doctor? I don't need to see a doctor this just makes me go more crazy. Every-time this man gets a doctor it's never for anything good never.

Sorry for the short chapter. It's not the best, I'm really struggling at the moment with a lot of things.

Enjoy x