TRAPPED. Held for no reason. No explanation was given. A dark room. Four ice-cold concrete walls. The vibrant sunset was long gone, the one beautiful image to see every day through the small, barred window. The only companion a sweet old woman in th...
I was sitting in bed watching re-runs of 'Friends' eating a few giant cookies Maria made. She is a god sent woman because I swear I would marry these cookies if I could. I have been kinda in a slump after the mess last week with my Father, and Nick had to go on some business trip for Roman. I didn't even get to say goodbye which sucks because now I miss the dork. I wonder what the business was? Because Roman could have sent anyone to do whatever he needed, there is no shortage of people he has working for him doing whatever he does. I asked Nick awhile ago, what he and Roman do for a living and he just said they own a lot of businesses. They are both filthy rich so I guess their businesses are paying well.
A knock at the door brought me back "Yeah come in!" Roman slowly walked in and I couldn't help but smile. This past week he has been very kind and compassionate. "Hello, Miss...I mean Kristen, how are you? You seem comfortable" he gestured to my messy clothes covered in cookie crumbs.I dusted my shirt clean and adjusted my messy bun trying to tuck a few stray curls that fell. "Oh..Um sorry I'm fine I guess... What's up?" he motioned to a chair asking if he could sit I nodded and he sat then slowly bit his bottom lip in thought. "I wanted to talk to you about your Father if that's okay?"
I didn't object so he proceeded. "I would like to know what happened between you both. You and Grace don't talk about him and I know he is a sensitive subject but I would like to help if I can" I sigh and sink into the soft cozy sheets of my bed. "Ro there isn't much to tell he is a pathetic piece of shit. Why are you asking me about him?" he leaned forward and seem to choose his words carefully. "I just want to help in some way... Please, I want to understand" I shrug "There is nothing you can do to fix what happened between him and me. He abused us. Me more so than Grace, I would never let him hit her and he took things..." I rubbed my face. "...Things I can never get back but he doesn't mean anything to me, he's just a man." he looked apologetic and sad running his hand through his thick jet black hair.
I had noticed I liked the little things he does, like when he gets unsettled he fixes his suit and when trying to explain something he tends to pace. But when he's upset it's a whole different story. He methodically cracks his knuckles, I had noticed that one when he picked me up after the breakfast with my father. He was so angry that day, muttering curse words, slamming his fist against the steering wheel. I would have been panicked to even talk to him but I was upset myself so I didn't say much.
"I got you something..." I furrowed my eyebrows "Ro you don't have to get me stuff" he got up from the chair and sat next to me in my bed. "I think you'll really like this present" he whistled and a little black and light brown husky puppy jumped into my lap. "YOU GOT ME A PUPPY!" I ruffled the dog's fur and enjoyed the soft fluffy feel of its coat. It licked my hands and jumped around happily in my lap. "Roman this is so unexpected, why a dog?" "well you have been very sad this past week and I've heard you and Nicholas talking about them. You were never able to have one and I want you to have everything you've ever desired." I was speechless so just jumped on him and gave him a tight hug. he happily hugged me back "So you like her?"
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