Unpredictable (On Hold)

Chapter 8

Recap:

The sound of the slap echoed in my head for what seemed like a eternity before I felt my eyes grow heavier and heavier and I eventually fell into blackness. That was the moment in my life I realized what power Levi had and that was the moment in my life that I realized that there was nothing but fear I felt towards him..

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Miami.

One of the most popular cities, located on the Atlantic coast in the southeast of Florida.

One of the most popular cities, and one of the centers of finances, comerce, entertainment, culture and legal and most of all illegal trading.

One of the most popular cities, known for it's beautiful beach and the short distance to Cuba, on of the drug producing countries.

Miami.

One of the most popular cities, and the place where Levi and I had spent our first vacation together. The time that was so special and I enjoyed so much. The time I wanted to forget and the time he hurt me in the worst way possible. The time he took something from me that no-one in the world could give back to me.

Miami. 

The city Levi stole my innocence and the city I found out his true evil personality.

And now we were here in Miami, Florida. I had no idea why I could just guess and it wasn't that hard. Miami was and is one of the best places to trade with drugs, guns, human beings and all the other things that are illegal to trade with. I just wished he wouldn't involve me in anything and just let me be.

We had arrived the night after the accident, or so I thought. My head throbbed and hurt like a truck had driven over it and I knew I blacked out, just not for how long.

I woke up in a dim room - alone. The glass front you could see through from the bed I lay in, revealed on of the most magnificent sunrises ever. I just sat there, on the soft sheets, and watched as the first few rays of gold and red touched the ocean in a beautiful color. And I still sat there when the sun was rising from behind the water and sent the warm sunrays up the sky to wake up the city.

Of course I remembered the first time I had been here, why wouldn't I?

The first time I was too stunned by the enterior and posh looking mansion around me that I would have had the time to admire something even more beautiful. And the first time I still felt those small little butterflies in my tummy, that started flying everytime he touched me or I simply thought about sharing this wonderful bed with him. Yeah, the first time is always the best time, isn't it?

"You're awake."

I slightly jumped at his voice, coming from the door. He was leaning casually against it, his shirt buttoned down and the smooth tanned skin showing. The normally piercing green eyes looked dull and his hair was a mess. 

"Do you remember the first time I brought you here?"

He was sitting on the edge of the bed now, taking off his shirt and Levi's, kicking them away. His eyes bored into mine while his head rested in his hand, on his knees. I was totally aware of the fact that he was only in his boxers but like I said, the nervous feeling of butterflies inside of me was replaced by the nervous feeling of not knowing what he wanted to do next.

"Yes."

"You were so excited to spend time here in Miami and I could see in your eyes how nervous you were about the fact that we had to share a bed."

He rubbed his eyes with his hands and laughed amused by the fact. 

"You are so innocent Zoé.." 

I played with my lower lip and tried to concentrate on the sunrise again. The sky was now a mix between a dark crimson red and a sunflower yellow and there was not one cloud up there. The dark ocean glistered like millions of diamonds were on it's surface. It looked priceless.

"Look at me.. Please."

His thumbs under my chin, he turned my face towards his. I hadn't recognized how close he was. His nose almost touched mine, his dark green eyes locked with mine and his opened mouth blew puffs of air in my face. Suddenly everything changed and he looked so vulnerable.. Almost fragile was his otherwise hard face and I thought I saw sadness cross his expression.

"I want you to love me like you did before.. And I won't stop trying until you do so!"

My eyes narrowed at him in confusion before he touched my swollen cheek - his eyes analyzing my reaction. I hissed through my teeth at the impact of his warm thumb and bit my cheeks on the inside to prevent myself from crying out loud. I squeezed my eyes shut but the impact of a pinch to my already bruised cheek let them shot open again.

"Ouch!" I moaned and felt a bunch of tears form in the corner of my eyes.

"Look at me Baby.."

His eyes got even more intense and he used his left hand to hold my head from behind while the right thumb still drew small circles on my red cheek. He was testing me - like always. 

I felt his body shift and his upper body pressing me down onto the mattress. His hands hold me up and everything he did was so gentle just as if I would break in his grip. His eyes never left mine and just before I was fully lying down he whispered in the softest and most emotional voice of his that I ever heard:

"Relax so I won't hurt you, love.."

And then he kissed me. He kissed me with so much passion and emotions that I felt as if I'd burst at any moment. His lips were so soft and gentle, not to hurt me. Sucking my bottom lip then he went to my neck. He did it with so much care and yet I felt the force and lust behind everything.

I didn't want this. I didn't want this now. I wasn't ready yet and I would probably never be and so I tried to push him away. I used all my strengh that I had left and pushed his chest, until he lay next to me. Everything about him screamed anger now. He wasn't used to rejection but I had to try it if I didn't want to let that happen.

All of a sudden he gripped my face with both of his hands, dragging me closer to him, and all of the care and carefulness from just a few seconds ago was gone.

His grip tightened painfully and I winced when his finger nail dugged into my skin.

"Don't you dare think I forget about this! Wait till tonight Zoé! Wait till tonight and you will see what you just did to yourself!"

I couldn't even blink and he was already out the door, slamming it with so much force, it splittered. Staring at the door I had no idea what just happened.. It was so unreal and so different that I thought it was just a dream. But everytime I looked at the door I knew this was reality. And reality, when it hit me, was that I had just signed my own death warrant.

Rejection to him was a humiliation even if nobody else could see it. He hated and despised it like nothing else in the world. He wasn't used to it. From the beginning he got everything he wanted was is toys, money or girls. It didn't matter. He had it all. But I had just rejected him, what made me automatically his punching bag. He knew he could have gotten what he wanted just because he was so much stronger than me. 

The fact that he just left and warned me made me realize in how much more trouble I was in. His number one goal was to torture me. He would torture me until he got what he wanted and he knew that I was so intiminated by him that it wouldn't take long for me to give in. I had time until tonight and then I was his slave. Right now I was his prisoner but tonight I would be his slave and there was nothing and nobody that could change his plans right now..