Alaina's P.O.V
I fell to the floor and was blinded with tears and black dots. I could not move. He slapped me even after his girlfriend attacked me for no reason. I had had enough of everyone's actions, everyone just had the knack of lashing out on me. Everyone left me and did not care. I had no one, except my little sister who is still in college. She had no idea the jobs i was working to provide her with an education. I got one and would have become a surgeon, the death of my parents halted my final education process and i was crushed having not achieved my dream, yet proud that i was able to provide my little sister with one.
I felt weak and dizzy almost as though i was about to pass out. I picked myself up, like i always do and was about to walk forward again, but i could not as Calvin grabbed my upper arm really tight. Almost as if he wanted me and did not want me to go, what the hell am i thinking about? he has a woman. The same woman that nearly cost me my life and also disrespected his mother. The same woman who called his mother names. The same woman who wants to destroy his family with his help.
" Like i said mother, she goes no where." He said
"Why would that be Calvin, she has agreed to come with me and she has decided that she does not need your mansion to live in. She does not mind going back to the slums where you "picked" her up from. I will not allow that however she will come and stay with me until she can stand on her own two feet. I cannot stand her staying in this house and risk being killed by your girlfriend. The same woman who insulted me and tried to kill the one person who has stood up for me and also protected me. You are not the same person i raised and i want the boy i raised to come back." Maria said with pain in her voice.
With this he let go of my arm, however he did so with hesitance, which made me think if he wanted me to stay. i made my way to Maria, she then checked my arm for any bruises, when she found non, she proceeded to help me get my other bag before we walked out of the house with our heads held up high.
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Calvin's P.O.V
She left. She actually left. What am i saying, of course she left i slapped her very hard and she looked like she was about to pass out, i hadn't meant to slap her. The thought of her leaving made me see red and i have been classified as quite an abusive person, especially after my father left and has been after us for money. I developed anger issues which sometimes i cannot control the things i say or do.
Was she ever gonna come back? Why would she though especially after all the things i said to her.
Damn she must think i'm a horrible person, first, i let a girl, who is wearing my shirt and went into my room last night, slap her. Maybe she thinks that we planned it. Maybe she even thinks tat this bimbo is my girlfriend. I know i should not be bothered, i try to think of her in a bad way so that i will not feel anything positive towards her, i want the public to still think of me of that ruthless person that i was always known as. I looked towards my left and was shocked to find the bitch standing next to me grinning.
"Good, she left and so did that witch that wants to separate us, the woman who said...."
"Shut up. Shut the fuck up. You're claiming that you're my "girlfriend" and that we are "together" yet you disrespect the one woman who is the means the world to me. You then try to strangle the innocent girl, who did nothing to you. Just because i'm not killing you right now, does not mean that i'll not do that if you do not get out of my house this second."
"Oh please, you speak as though you care for that housemaid, the one you picked up from the slums, that dirty good for nothing........" Becky ranted angrily
"I What if i do care for her. So what if i regret slapping her. For your information, i did not slap her because of you. I was furious because she said she was going to leave. I may have feelings for her, unlike you. I just use you. Get out.
She went upstairs and within the next 15 minutes she was down, with her slutty outfit and her handbag, she was fuming and showed it through her actions by slamming my front door very loud. I did not care though, i had told the truth and hoped that she would not come back again.
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(CALLS MOTHER TO ASK ABOUT ALAINA)
"Mum, is Alaina there i want her to come home now, no i do not miss her, i want her to come clean the house immediately."
*SNIFFS* *SNIFFS*
"Son, Alaina is not with me, she is gone, she has been kidnapped."
"Mum, this is not the time to joke with me, if she is upset with me for talking to her in the manner i did, and for slapping her, tell her i'm sorry. " I said slightly alarmed
"Son if you do not believe me, come to the house now"
"I'm on my way"
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Becky's P.O.V
I'll get him at any cost. Even if it means killing the bitch that is in my basement. My boys did a good job, bringing that thing here without that old hag noticing.
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