Calvin's P.O.V
"I'm sorry things did not work out the way you wanted them to, however nothing would ever work the way you want it to unless you change your actions and learn to control your anger. I advice you go to rehab. They might be able to change you for the better." She said. Her eyes held anunexplainable look. My heart broke the minute she said that she did not feel the same way for me anymore because i abused her physically and mentally. I did not mean to, i just felt threatened any time another man was mentioned. I felt like i had found the one woman who had stolen my heart and on top of that she was 7 and a half months pregnant with my baby.
You must be thinking, Calvin why did you kidnap her? Well the reason was simple, i knew she may not listen to me if i simply went and tried to talk to her. I know it is my fault she feels like this because i am unable to control my anger. However i only had these moments because i felt as though, she was the right one for me, but any time i wanted to tell her how i truly felt there would be one thing keeping me from telling her, either the fact that i could not go to her and tell her directly or the fact that i was wondering what people would say if they got to know that i was dating my maid. Now i think about it i should have controlled my anger better, however it is not my fault, my father made me the way i am today. He told me that in order to own a business you must be ruthless, you have to be heartless and you have to treat anyone according to their social status. He said that as one of the biggest business men you must never fall in love with anyone, as love is a weakness on it's own accord. I wanted to make him proud, so i put a barrier over my heart and made sure i could not feel anymore.
After she told me that nothing would ever work out the way i want it to unless i change my ways and control my anger. She walked towards the door and as i went to her so that i could kiss my baby one last time and also to kiss her, but obviously in the most not obvious way, but i knew she wouldn't want kiss me so i opted to kissing her belly instead, however when i put my hand up to stop her from going, she flinched and cowered away from my hand, almost as though she was trying to avoid my hand from hitting her . That action hurt me so much, but i knew i was the one who brought it against my self. I hit her and i hit her when she was pregnant. If i was her i would be scared of me to. I lowered my hand and out it into my pocket to retrieve my phone, when i did i gave it to her so she could call her sister. Before this i had made sure her sister and sister's boyfriend were OK, i did not mean for my men to go and attack them, however i wasn't there to stop them from being cruel to her family. Before she took the phone from me, she looked at me then at my outstretched arm skeptically making me wonder why she was looking at me this way. I assured her that her sister and sister's boyfriend were fine and were at home waiting for her. I looked at one of my men and ordered him to get a care ready for her to take back to her sister's place. He nodded and went outside to make sure the driver was at the car. We both walked outside once i got the confirmation from my men that the car was ready outside. She started walking towards the open car door and looked back at me once more. Maybe this look was a look of goodbye, or maybe a look of when we meet again? The look she gave me was one which could mean so many things at the same time. She got into the car and i stood there staring at it, looking at her expression, she had a look of pain on her face, however wiped it once she noticed i was staring at her.
She looked away sharply and let her eyes fall on the road ahead of her.
She had walked away from me and i let her. I could not stop her though, i had trapped her in an unhappy place for so long, she deserved to be happy and that was not what i provided her. In a way i hoped she would find someone who she would fall in love with and who would love her just the same, however the other part of me just wanted her to be mine. My other side was extremely possessive, which restricted me to letting her go.
"I advice you go to rehab." "I advice you go to rehab" These words kept repeating in my head making me think hard. Maybe i should go to anger management rehab, this way i would learn to control my anger and make my life better. I just lost someone who means everything to me just because i can't control my anger. I have decided i will go and get help. I need my woman and baby back, one way or the other.
AUTHORS NOTE: THANKS FOR STICKING WITH ME AND WAITING FOR ME TO UPDATE AND I KNOW I AM UPDATING ONE DAY LATE, BUT HERE IS A CHAPTER, I HOPE TO UPDATE AGAIN BY THE 23RD OF MAY 2018 AS I WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO UPDATE 22ND MAY 2018, BECAUSE 22ND IS THE DAY MY MOTHER PASSED AWAY SO I WOULD JUST WANT TO DEDICATE IT TO PRAYING FOR HER SOUL AND FINDING SOLACE IN MUSIC. (hashtag)REST IN PEACE MUM.
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