im ready, to die

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"Kick, punch, kick, kick."

"Come on! We've gone over this!"

"I know Christian. I'm sorry. It's too hard" I was struggling to breathe and hunched over with my hands on my knees

"Sweetheart we've been training for two weeks, you need to have improved by now!" he said exasperated, running his hand through his hair

"I'll get better. I promise." I felt guilty for wasting his time. After they told me their secret, he told me it would be good to know self-defence .we've been training for a few weeks now and I've not been improving

"I'm sorry for yelling sweetie ........ *sigh* let's try again"

"Okay "I said wiping the sweat off my forehead.

"Kick, punch kick, kick,"

"Your birthdays coming up soon"

"It's not for another month C" I giggled. "Besides we've all gone over this. No parties for me. Just a dinner"

Christian and I were currently buying groceries and he looked so much out of place

I quietly laughed at that

"Look Bella, I have someone who buys groceries. I'm swimming in money. I don't need to be here. I don't want to be here."

"Yes C, you actually don't need to be here, so go home. I'll call henry to come fetch me "

Henry was our driver. Nice old man.

"*sigh* sweetheart you know I can't just leave you here."

"Come on! Look I'll call henry then he'll take me to work and bring the groceries home. I'll come home and cook your favourite..."

"*sigh* okay, fine. When you get home I actually have a surprise for you. So please get home safely."

"I will C" I smiled softly. He bent down and kissed my forehead

"Be safe" he whispered. And left.

"Hey henry. Thanks for fetching me"

"No problem ma'am"

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Bella?" I said playfully

We were at mama Joes now. And he was dropping me off.

"I'll see you at ten"

"Goodbye ma'am" he said just to irk me

Right at this moment I was dying of laughter. I was walking tommy to the car and I had just called henry and told him I was done. Tommy is the funniest I swear

"The most embarrassing moment I swear!"

"b-but how c-can you-"I couldn't even finish my sentence the way I was laughing

"She almost ran away!"

"*sigh* that's the worst tommy"

"She-"buzz buzz

#C<3#: where are you??

#me#: omw

#C<3#: English please

#me#: on my way lol.

#me#: oops mean laugh out loud

#C<3#: *rolls eyes*

#me#: *giggles*

#C<3#: WHERES HENRY

#me#: I'm assuming that you're yelling

#C<3#: -_-

#me#: he's coming, get you're panties out the freezer

#C<3#: get my panties out the freezer? *laughs out loud*

"Uhm, I think I'll let you be"

"Oh my goodness tommy, I'm so sorry I was just-"

"Texting Christian I know. Look, I'll see you tomorrow."

"tommy-"

"Bye Bella."

#me#: I see headlights, think its henry.

#C<3#: okay sweetheart. See you soon. X

#me#: seen you soon C. xoxo

The car pulls up next to me. Except this isn't our black range rover. This is a totally different car.

I start to back away as I remember the boy's line of work.

Somebody steps out of the car. A very tall man. I couldn't see him properly because it was quite dark

"Well, well, well. I didn't think Mr La morte would leave his little girlfriend all helpless and alone" the tall man said with a very thick Russian accent

Next thing I know I'm consumed by darkness

"Wake the fuck up!" another bucket of ice cold water was thrown on my face. I've gotten beatings before, until I was unconscious but this, this was pure torture.

"Where. Is. Christian. La morte." I wouldn't tell them.

Why! They'll kill you!

Because. I love him.

He doesn't love you that way Bella. You'll never be woman enough for him. He needs someone strong. Not weak like you

I know.

"Alright boss. She's not talking (Russian accent) "

Next thing I know, I'm being dragged across the room to a huge container filled with some type of gooey substance.

"If you don't start talking. You will hate what comes next"

"Okay. Your choice" then he stuffed my face into the substance and I couldn't breathe. This was worse than being drowned. He pulled me out then threw iced water onto my bruised and bleeding naked body, to keep me from falling unconscious once again.

I was humiliated.

Naked in front of these evil men. Who continued to torture me with no mercy whatsoever, But most of all. I was sad. That I couldn't tell Christian that I loved him, so much so that I would die for him.

I wish that I could just see him one more time before I die. It had been two weeks and I couldn't take it anymore. I was ready. To die.

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