chapter 3

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"Layla are you ok did you hear me."

My dad was trying to get me to talk I haven't said a thing how could he do this to me, to his only daughter do I not mean anything to him. He tried to put his arms around me and hug me but I only pushed him away.

"Don't touch me." I was so angry never have I told my dad to not touch me, but did he even consider what I would say or think. I looked over at Derek and he had the same hard expression since I first saw him I the dinning room.

He couldn't possibly want this he looks like a god, he would have multiple women falling at his feet, I can't do this I don't even know this man.

" layla honey im sorry I had no choice" my dad looked so sad but I really didn't care, I never wanted this what about my friends and the life I have here.

"No choice, what about my choices dad did you even consider my feelings when you did this." I screamed at him I didn't care that Derek and his father were still in the room. My dad came over to hug me again but this time I pushed him away from me, he stumbled back but he didn't fall.

"Layla . ." Before my dad could say anything I ran out of the room I grabed my keys from the key rack near the door and jumped in my new car, I have to get away from this place how could they do this to me as I was starting my car I saw Derek come storming out of the house with my father and his following him. He was about to say something but I put my foot flat to the floor and left as fast as i could.

There was only one place that I wanted to be I went to my favorite gym, I have trained here ever since I could remember. I ran up to my locker changed out of my birthday dress and put on my loose grey sweatpants and a black sport bar I went out and started to hit the boxing bag.

I was in such a trance I didn't hear the gym doors opening or anybody walking over to me. I really should have my gloves on because the force I was hitting the bag with I could see the smudges of blood begin to appear.

" you box" his voice was just as perfect the first time I heard it, but what is he doing here.

" what do you want." I didn't want to talk to him or see anyone.

"Look i came here to be nice but we can do this my way" I felt him move closer but before I knew it he was lifting me up over his shoulder and walking out of the building, I was repeatedly hitting his back.

" put me down what do you think your doing"

"I'm taking my fiancé home." I can't believe this is happening but it looks like I don't have a choice.

I finally stopped hitting him when he put me in the passenger seat of his car, he jumped in and started to drive to my house the car ride was silent I hope this isn't what my life would be like with him.

We arrived back and my parents were waiting out side with the other man from in side. Derek looked at me and took of his jacket passing it to me.

"Put this on go up stairs and get your things ready we will be leaving shortly. "

I threw his jacket on the floor I am definitely not hiding my body for him, I made my way to my room and I could tell he was mad, I saw the other men looking at me and I did feel abit uncomfortable maybe I should of taken his jacket.

I made it to my room and all I wanted to do was have a shower I felt all sweaty and gross, I walked in to my bathroom and started to get undressed. Untill I heard someone clear there throat, I spun around to see Derek staring at my bare legs with his mouth gaping open.

"Get out, what are you doing in my room." Derek closed his mouth and walked closer in the bathroom.

" your old room and I was coming to help you pack you didn't say you were going to shower."

" ah sorry. . Um just wait in there I wont be long."

Derek walked out and I jumped in the shower, why is he acting so strange.

Before I go I need to ask my parents why this is happening and where am I going.

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