The Mob Queen• Laurinah[COMPLETED]

Goodbye

Lauren

After Dinah announced her father's death, we decided not to go handle my tormentors today just because of the grief my wife was in. She had been in her office for five hours and I was becoming worried since she had locked the door and wouldn't let me in.

I could here her muffled sobs and I could only sit against the door in hope, wishing she would let me in. I don't think I had ever experienced her being this emotional except when she rescued me.

I understand though, her father had passed and this was going to be hard for her no matter what. When her crying stopped and I waited, not sure how long I had sat there, she still hadn't come out.

My eyes were closed as I leaned against the door, tapping my fingers against the ground gently. My piano hadn't arrived yet, and I had a habit of playing songs by my fingers when I didn't have actual keys to strike.

"Dinah?" I called out but there was no answer so I started to sing.

"Feet don't fail me now
Take me to the finish line
Oh my heart it breaks every step that I take
But I'm hoping at the gates,
They'll tell me that you're mine

Walking through the city streets
Is it by mistake or design?
I feel so alone on the Friday nights
Can you make it feel like home, if I tell you you're mine?
It's like I told you honey

Don't make me sad, don't make me cry
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
Keep making me laugh, let's go get high
The road is long, we carry on
Try to have fun in the meantime

Come and take a walk on the wild side
Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain
You like your girls insane
Choose your last words
This is the last time
'Cause you and I, we were born to die"

I hadn't realized but I was crying, tears of pain that had been held up too long. "Dinah, please let me in," I begged and I heard the door unlock. Hesitantly, I stood up and opened it slowly, my eyes widening when I saw her crying silently next to the window.

"Dinah, it's okay. We're gonna get through this. It's gonna get better," I said as I walked to her, stroking her cheek softly.

"How can you know that?"

"I don't know, I just, do." She looked at me and I pushed up onto my toes, kissing her softly. "I promise." My hands wrapped around her neck, holding her tightly like a wife should.

I couldn't believe Dinah's father had passed, not that I had ever known the man personally. He seemed to be the only thing that could make Dinah happy. It was strange how they got along, the apple did definitely not fall far from the tree. He was one of the most feared crime bosses and so was she, it was like they were just mirroring beings.

When Dinah's arms wrapped around me, my heart stopped because it felt different. I didn't feel the lust and want, I just felt pure love as she hugged me softly. My heart felt like a thousand butterflies were trapped inside, all trying to escape when she touched me now. I realized now, that this was what it was to be in love with someone. There is no need, no want, only love and I liked that.

Dinah had changed, she wasn't as rough as she had first been. She didn't push me around, she didn't order me around. It was like she cared about my well being after what happened and it slightly pained me to know that, that was the only way she would care but I guess if that's how she opened up, I would have to live.

"He's gone, Lauren," she whispered and looked down to me, making me jump back in fright. What I saw in her eyes was not love, it was anger. And I could see her eyes darken with the intentions of hurting.

"I know Dinah. Just calm down baby. It's gonna be alright," I tried to soothe as her body tensed up and she walked towards me, making me cower in fear.

"This is all your fault! If you wouldn't have been here you never would've gotten kidnapped and I could've seen my father!" She yelled and I felt tears forming as I covered my ears, trying not to listen to the insults she was throwing at me.

"He died of old age Dinah! You wouldn't have seen him if we were still there!" I shouted and that was a mistake. She looked at me with angry eyes, walking closer to me at a fast pace as I backed away quicker, eventually running into the wall.

"Don't you ever raise your voice at me again!" She raised her fist and I squeaked as her other hand grabbed around my neck, pushing me up off the ground. My arms immediately covered my face, not even trying to get her hand off of my throats because I knew I wasn't strong enough. I felt like I was back in our old house when she hit me, just because she didn't appreciate my defiance. Those were terrible memories. I didn't want to go back there again.

"Please," I whimpered as her hand tightened, restricting my air flow as I started to struggle. "Please, let go!" I yelled but she didn't. She just kept clenching and clenching till her fist came down on my face, making me scream in pain before blacking out.

She hit me. She hit me. She hurt me. Again. This was all I could think about as I stayed in my unconscious state. I couldn't believe it. I had thought she had changed, but she had obviously not. She was still a monster, and that would never change.

Good morning, good morning. Don't ask why I'm up at fiveeee in the morning. I got bored so I wrote so here you go.