Broken (Completed and editing)

Ashes whithered

"You're a weapon, and weapons don't weep. It really is amazing how much destruction one person can cause"

Veronica's POV:-

He stood at a mere meter distance from me, to someone it may have looked like a few steps away, but I knew better. I had traveled miles away from him. Only in a span of 12 hours.

He was doing the same as he did when I met him at kawartha lakes. When I learned that he was my husband.

He was silent. A silence that made me feel like my life was oozing out of me slowly.

Painfully.

Most would call my attitude or my reaction towards the truth as dramatic. What they did not know was, that I was sad.

Dejected from a very young age. Not wanting to make an effort to put my life back together, regardless I had to do it.

It was denial at first. Followed in by grief, depression, loneliness, then it started brewing in deep. Making home within me, that steered me towards anger and rage.

When was my life ever fair with me? All I felt now, was powerless. Vulnerable.

Not anymore.

"What if I do not eat anything and you have to force me. Will you hold me down to make me do what you want? Will you hurt me everytime you want me to do something?" he pinched the bridge of his nose sighing.

"I know you are hurt and you hate me and your father. But you do not know anything, Please be patient with me"

So there was more to this. Just when I thought I got the largest serving of my life, they put more on my plate.

"OHH! hurt! does not even touch it! Tell me I am waiting, there is no place for patience anymore. It now or never." I walked towards him.

"You'll know when time comes. I cannot tell you anything right now, please just work with me here" Punching him was really tempting but I held back. My sanity was slowly leaving but it had not deserted me completely.

"I'll stay here until I am done packing my stuff, if you want to tell me something till then you are most welcome. After that I'll leave YOU and my father to plot against my absence for as long as you want. I'll be gone forever" I turned.

"That's it" He turned me harshly taking hold of my upper arm and picked up the bowl of soup.

"You eat this or God forgive me, I'll do anything to make you eat this either be it tying you up to a chair or sedating you. Your stubbornness" He sat down on the edge of the bed pulling me with him making me land opposite to him.

I stared at him and the soup, after three to four back to back staring contest I decided it was best to go along with him, obviously he is able to lift me up without even breaking a single sweat, it would be no competition. brain usage was more needed here than strength.

When I was finished he handed me some medicines with a glass of water. I stood up and walked towards the closet to finish packing up, I just had to get out of here. Staying was no longer an option.

He was obviously faster than me and stood like a wall in front. "You will not leave, did you not hear me" He spoke so calmly that it irked me to just go on and lose all my sanity.

"YOU GOT YOU'R REVENGE! WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT! Passing three months you did something my father could not in ten years. What more could you POSSIBLY want from me now!!!" I smacked his cold hard chest finally breaking down, defeated.

He tried to wrap his arms around me but I denied him the right to comfort me anymore, I pushed to put some distance. "NO!!! Leave me alone..........Aaron............Please jus-.................Go" sobbing was just a word for it.