*Jade's P.O.V*
I laid in the endless sheets of white on the bed of... Alex's house, completely tired out. I could feel my energy draining out bit by bit. The light in the room was shut and the curtains were blocking the sunshine from entering the room.
I pushed myself off the bed and stumbled towards the windows and pushed the curtains open and immediately squinted, adjusting to the bright light. It was bright and happy outside... contrasting the inside.
I winced walking towards the washroom as my whole body ached. Finding my way towards the sink, I plopped myself on it with the help of holding the edges and looked into the mirror. I felt tears brimming in my eyes once again at the thought of everything that happened yesterday.
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"Alex, could you please tell me why you're going to the casino? Don't tell me you're going to use all your father's money for gambling!" I shouted. He immediately diverted his attention towards me from him putting on his shoes.
"Jade, I'm telling you for the last time, if you ask me one more time, I won't hesitate hurting you" he spoke through gritted teeth making me gasp. "You wouldn't" my voice came out broken but he chuckled at my voice and walked towards me, placing his hand on my check, cupping it.
"Jade, you have no idea who I am" he grinned. "But you know, love?" he said questioning me. "I love you and I will marry you. And then we'll live together and you'll be mine. I mean your brother never asked your parents for their property right? They're going to give it to you, sweetheart" he said making me cringe. He needs me for my money.. "Alex, you have way more money than I do at your father's company. I'm not going to give you any of my money" I spat
"you bitch!" He grasped my arm and pulled me towards him. "Let me go!" I said firmly but his grip tightened even more making me wince. I'm sure he was going to leave more bruises. Did he not know how many bruises he had been responsible for, on my body? "That bastard never gives me money! I have to struggle and be under him and get the money I work for every month! I'm going to make sure he suffers when I spend all his money on gambling and earn for myself" he chuckled and let go of me.
I immediately rubbed the sore area on my arm but it was soon pulled behind my back along with my other on as I was pulled closer to him. He chuckled against my ear. "You love me too, right sweetheart?" He asked. He's a psycho. When I didn't reply, he used his other hand to pull my hair back making me scream out in agony. "Stop! Alex! You're hurting me!" I winced. He only laughed in response. "I'm very well aware of that" he said. "But answer me!" He shouted letting me hands go and slapped me across my face.
That's it. "NO!" I shouted back. His eyebrows raised in response as he was surprised. "I would never love a man like you! I tried! I tried a lot! But I can never love someone who wouldn't love me for who I am! I can't believe you stayed with me for my money..." I was on the verge of tears. "I thought you actually loved me. I thought you accepted me..." I cried.
"Accept you?!" He asked me pulling me closer by gripping my waist. "Accept a bitch who slept around with a pop star for years and married him and also had a kid with him?" He laughed increasing the grip making me struggle to get his hands off. "You think I would accept a used woman like you? I never needed you" he said the truth.
"Stop moving!" He shouted slapping me again making me sob in weakness in front of him. I hated crying in front of him. "But oh Jade" he spoke in a whisper cupping my face. I didn't move this time, tired of him hurting me. He surprised me by wiping my tears off with his thumbs and bent down to meet my eyes.
"It's too late. You can't leave me now. My parents know you and I'm well aware they want us married" he said with a disgusting smile on his face. "And your parents as well, Jade. Your parents would be devastated if they find out about you leaving your second lover. They'll say you're the one who can't build a home... A family. What about the media? Look at you. First with Harry. And now with me?" He mocked.
"Make sure you're here when I come back" he changed the topic suddenly, gripping my face in his hand. "And make sure you keep this beautiful mouth of yours shut... Or else I'll make sure you don't see the light of day" he threatened me. Then as if he's a bipolar psycho, he placed a kiss on my lips with a smile and turned around to leave for Las Vegas.
"Goodbye, sweetheart" he smiled before shutting the door leaving me crying on the ground.
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I hadn't noticed that I was crying again when my attention diverted back to my broken self in the mirror. The bruises on my face, arms and waist clearly visible to naked eyes. My sobbing was the only thing heard in the whole house. The bruises weren't something I was crying for. It was my fate... destiny that was worth crying upon.
I slid down on the bathroom floor letting everything out. I felt alone. I felt as if every reason towards living was vanished into thin air. And my emotions... Slowly joining with those reasons. Fading one by one... starting with happiness and love. And maybe there was only one thing left alive that was keeping me alive.
"Harry..." I broke down and sobbed.
