Captured (URBAN) (COMPLETE)

Square One

Mike Pov--

I woke up with no sign of Arielle.

I searched room to room and still no sign of her goddess presence.

I walked into the kitchen, to see Arielle slumped over in the corner.

I sighed in relief as I ran over to her.

"Arielle?" I questioned as I lifted her chin. I lifted up her chin, to see smeared eyeliner all along her cheeks and to see a waterfall of tears pouring out of her eyes.

I stepped back, scared of what happened.

"A-Arielle" my voice cracked.

She put her head back down in her knees and the sobbing just got crazier.

"Arielle" I called as I began rubbing her back.

She turned her neck and faced me.

"Baby what's wrong?!" I asked.

"GET.AWAY.FROM.ME!!!!!" She screamed and tucked in her head.

I began crying as I realized I couldn't help her.

"Baby...Im not gon' hurt you."

"FUCK OFF! " She said as she moved her body away from mine.

"Arielle.." I called.

"FUCCCCCCKKKK OFFFFFF!" She screamed making me jump.

I rested my hand on my forehead, praying this would get better. After a minute or two I decided to get up.

**

*2 MONTHS LATER*

"PUSHHHHHHHH!" Dr.Miracle screamed as I held my knees up and pushed.

I pushed again, maybe my fifth try, by this time my vagina was on fire and I could not breath properly.

I pushed one last time and I felt relief as I felt a weight gone.

"Whannn Whannn" I heard come from below me.

"Its a boy!" Dr.Miracle said as he lifted up my son, so Micheal and I could see.

But I didn't look.

I don't know...

Is it bad that Im not excited to be a mother?

This entire pregnancy has been a pain in my ass that has not been removed within the 9 months I was pregnant.

I got raped, beat, bruised, part of my legs are white from the burning the fucking idiot did to me. I have fucking M's branded on my body, that are not going to disappear. Those are here to stay.

No fucking water,soap,Mr.Clean nun' of that is going to remove it or make it any fucking better.

Michael has been great but I just can't deal with the clingyness.

Always asking how Im doing? What I been up to? what I eat today.? 

Like can you be anymore annoying?

Sometimes I just feel like Im becoming a different person. I feel more darkness coming in than light.

I don't want to be a mother.

I don't want to be loved or love someone.

This is too much.

Am I depressed? Yes.

Am I emotional? Yes.

Am I suicidal? Highly.