Loving Him

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AN: How would y'all like Adam's POV once in a while? I've been considering that for some time now.

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The drive to nowhere famished me. The thoughts that chewed away at me left me with nothing but a hollow soul. I had nothing but the clothes on my back & the belongings in my bag. Soon after, panic started to replace my being. Where would I go? How would I hide? Would my dad try to find me? Of course they would. I had broken their profits the second I left his home. But how would I divorce him? How would I raise this child?

Surprisingly, I drove calmly & didn't have a breakdown on the way. I managed to find a hotel to rest at & bought an iPhone charger to charge my phone. I had an idea how to get away from this mess - how to finally be free.

I showered & changed into a pair of pajamas that I bought on the way & laid on the hotel bed, waiting for my phone to kick back alive.

The second the apple logo lit up my dim room, I grabbed my phone & dialed a number that I had recited like a mantra since I was 5 frantically & waited for the rings to subside.

"Hello?" A voice that I held dear to me called out.

"Julio?" I whispered hopefully after a moment of hesitation & anxiety.

"Belle?" The man's voice asked with surprise & recognition evident in his tone.

"Yes, it's me." I whispered, my voice cracking.

"It's been so long-" he started to say but cut off worriedly once he heard my sobs. "What happened?" And then I spilled everything I had held  in for a year.

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"Those bastards." Julio growled referring to those men who had ruined my life in under 24 hours.

I stayed silent on the other end because I was preoccupied with trying not to have a panic attack with Julio on the other end. He would for sure be worried & that's the last thing I wanted to do - be a burden. Julio though, he was special. He wouldn't treat me like a burden & he never had. Julio Santiago used to be on my parents' bodyguard team but he also was a private investigator for them. Something happened in my pre-teen years & around the time my father divorced my mother, Julio also took his leave. But he always kept in contact with me. Sometimes I would be in my room when I was younger & Julio would be at the window. He would ask if I was okay, what I ate, how my day was. Julio filled in the father figure for me rather than my own father who I shared the same blood with. It was rather sad. One day, Julio started to get me to recite a phone number & he said that no matter what, he would always answer that number. And if I needed him or was in a time of need, then I could call him as I saw fit. So, I did just that. I called him in my lowest, darkest, moments.

"Hey Belle," Julio called out after a few seconds of silence, "don't get mad but I have been keeping tabs on Adam for a long time."

My heart plummeted. This wasn't going to be good, I could feel it.

"A while back, I snooped around your-his house & found...divorce papers signed by him."

Everything stopped. It shouldn't have hurt as much as it did because deep down, it was what I wanted but to think that he was willing to throw me away for a while...that really clawed at me.

Tears invaded my vision & I suddenly cleared my throat, trying to catch my resolve before it crumbled.

"Good." I stated. "I don't ever want to see him again & I'm glad the papers are already signed by him. It makes things so much...easier." I coldly said.