The One That Got Away

Part 6

It was chilly when we walked outside, especially in the clothes the men picked out!
We immediately piled inside the black stretch limousine, shivering like crazy.

The men was on the opposite side of the limo, while us girls were huddled in a corner gossiping about what Heather had missed the month she had spent in Europe.

"So you just married the man!"
Heather silently shouted at Shelly.
"He could have been a murderer Shells!"

"Well obviously he's not Heather!"
Shelly drawled out our friends name with a roll of her eyes.

I wanted to throw my head back from laughter, like honestly if these girls really knew what this man was capable of....
They'd run for the hills.

The thing about loving Dominic Lovefield was this, you couldn't just take his good...
You also had to take his bad, and when things got bad they actually got ugly!

I had so many great memories with him, but I also have a few horror stories as well.

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I hate the color of bruises, why such an ugly shade of blue and brown, I pondered as I covered up the dark patches on my neck, and the right side of my face, oh yeah and my collarbone.

Last night's fight was a pretty rough one I provoked him of course, but when he came home smelling of whiskey and I noticed more red lipstick on his white collar...
I lost it!
He was running business with his father, like a real mafia pro now.

I wish I was still naive to this world like I use to be, but after watching a man I loved more then life itself come home night after night reeking of liquor, or extremely high off of god knows what, covered in crimson stains, you begin to ask questions.

And when he walked in tonight, covered in blood yet again......
Somebody else's blood.
I was for certain he became everything I despised.
He became his father!

"Plans are canceled!"
He barked out stumbling through the bedroom door, starling me I stared at him through the reflection of the mirror, he barely unbuttoned the massacred shirt he was wearing and threw it in the trash.

He stumbled into the bathroom, and after a few long moments and several slurred curse words later I heard the water turn on.
I got to my feet and started to lay out his clothes.

Tears begun to fall as I closed the closet door, I wasn't upset because of the plans I was hurt, I was hurt because each day he put his life in jeopardy for a father that looked at his son as a killing machine.

He was a shell of a boy I once loved, If he could just open his eyes and see he's a better person when that man is not around.

What father watches his son snort a line of cocaine and beat his girlfriend up, all because she said enough is enough!

"Look at her, trying to control a Lovefield man,"
That ugly basterd scolded in his thick Italian accent.
"Son I think it's time you show her a lesson!"

That horrible sinister man demand Dominic leave me in black and blue, and that's exactly what he ended up doing.
I loved him though I didn't know how to walk away from him?

I cried feeling so lost, I wanna go back when we were just kids, I want to go back to the day on the beach when he shouted he loved me, I wanted to go back to a time the man I loved.... Didn't become the man I despised.