Control-Nicholas Chavez

Violence Costs a Life

As the months went on Nick tried to improve himself a lot, or at least I thought he was. He was like the seasons and was changing everyday.
I think nearly everyday I was going insane over this type of shit with Nick. I would always lock myself in the bathroom at work or on set and just cry. I was literally having mental breakdowns over him and was tired of it.
The other day, I went to the divorce office and grabbed the papers. I quickly signed my name on the divorce papers and hid them in my briefcase that I stored under my bed.
I kept it away from Nick as much as I could but I knew he would find it eventually. I wanted to hand him the papers but was too scared to even do it. I couldn't even bring myself confronting Nick about these type of things.
"What's wrong with you?" Nick asked me.
We were on a boat on the way to Catalina Island to enjoy the day on the water. I was tanning in my bathing suit while Nick wore unbuttoned polo shirt and some shorts.
"Nothing," I said leaning back in my chair. "Nothing at all."
I didn't realize took my hand and examined it.
"Do you love me?" Nick asked.
"Yes," I said and got up from my seat.
"I don't want to lose you Mia," he says hugging me.
Those words melted my heart a little. He always does stuff like this to swoon me. His toned abs were distracting me a lot and I couldn't even focus properly on what I was about to say to him.
"Nick you have to understand," I said. "You're horrible."
I could watch his whole insides crumble on the inside. It was like those two words just destroyed him. Was it wrong that I loved this for him? The way his words would crumble me on the inside? The way his manipulative toxic behavior would make me have mental breakdowns?
"And your fucking pathetic Mia," he retaliated. "You're so fucking dumb I promise you."
I just stood there in shock when he said those things to me.
"Fuck you Nick," I said and splashed my drink onto him. "I'm fucking leaving you. That's it."
When we docked, I got another boat to go home. I was really done this time. With him, with this stupid life that he built for me to fit his perfect little lifestyle.

For a couple weeks, I stayed at Genesis's condo and she was staying with me as well. She kept telling me that Nick would stop by her house occasionally, and by occasionally I mean every single day, asking how I was doing or what I was doing. It was scary, very scary. He hired private investigators to watch me and to know where my location was.
"I brought you something," Genesis carrying a box.
"It's probably one of Nicks stalker boxes," I mumbled.
"No no no it's...it might be," she says opening the box.
The box had some sort of voodoo doll to it and had a note in read ink that read: "you divorce me your life will cost."
I just laughed at it and tossed it in the "death note" pile that Nick sends me at least three times a week. They were for my lawyer, of course in case Nick tried to lie about saying these things. I recorded tapes of Nick threatening me, belittling me over messages he leaves on my phone. I was done, I was simply at my breaking point. Was I going to tell the media this? No.  I wasn't going to anyone about this and I'd rather not.
"Nick better lawyer the fuck up," Genesis giggles. "If he can't afford it. Where'd you leave those divorce papers?"
Shit. I cursed to myself. Shit, shit shit. I started panicking and quickly looked through a pile of papers. I looked all over the condo and they were nowhere to be found.
"Did you have them?" I asked frantically.
"No I didn't," Genesis says.
I could only think of one place they would be. I started to retrace my steps. Not the boat of course and certainly not in the car. I only thought of one place I feared of going: me and Nicks house that we shared.

I went at night of course. I snuck in through the back and the house was dark but well lit. A lamp was on but I could tell the living room was completely destroyed. I didn't see Nick's car in the driveway which was actually good but scary because he drives multiple cars.
I started to walk upstairs to our shared bedroom and started to rummage around in the drawers and stuff that was piled with papers.
I couldn't find those damn papers anywhere. I just thought to myself maybe I'll get new papers. I turned around and saw Nick holding those divorce papers in hand and I felt my heart drop. I was sick to my stomach and thought the worse was going to happen.
"Are you fucking crazy?" He asked me waving the papers around. "Fucking divorce me? Fucking divorce the Nicholas Chavez?"
"I'll be on my way Nick," I said completely ignoring him and tried walking past him but he blocked the doorway.
"You sit your ass down," he says grabbing me and sitting on the bed. "You aren't going any fucking where."
He was angry, his veins were popping out of his Nick he looked pissed. He had that look in his eyes that looked like they weren't him. It was like some demon took over Nick, his eyes were black as midnight and had some possession behind his voice.
I didn't realize his hands were wrapped around my throat and they were beginning to tighten.
"Nick," I choked. "Let go of me."
I struggled and tried kicking him and he just wouldn't manage. I finally kicked him in his stomach and he let go bending over in pain.
I tried escaping but the door was locked. I was trapped in here with this monster. I tried hiding from him around the room but he was still trying to strangle me. I slapped him across the face and tried finding something sharp enough to stab him but he already done it. I felt a stabbing pain in my stomach and fell to my knees.
I looked down and saw my shirt was covered in blood and I panicked on the inside.
"Nick please stop," I sobbed to him.
I looked up at his face and he showed no remorse. I felt multiple things stabbing me at once and the more I got stabbed the more my shirt bleed.
"If I can't have you then no one can," he said darkly and gave me a kiss. "May God have mercy on you."
It was the last thing I heard before my life was gone just like that. The fun, the life I lived was gone. I wasn't alive anymore. Was this what death felt like? I couldn't feel no pain or anything. Nick took a precious my life from me.