Traped

Painfull losses

Angelina sat in the living room as she waited for Dylan to come back home. She was starting to become a little more worried as the minute passed.

"Where are you Dylan" she said to herself as she looked her phone for the thousandth time seeing that it was now almost 2 in the morning. She tried messaging him and there was no reply. She called 28 times and each one went straight to voice mail.

Angelina finally decided to stop waiting for him all night and decided to just sleep in the couch. Maybe I'll hear him when he comes in. She thought. She finally decided to close her eyes.

Right before she drifted off completely into her peaceful slumber, she heard the door swing open before slamming shut again. She quickly got up from the couch before looking towards the door.

The sight in front of her caused her heart to drop to her stomach. Dylan leaned against the door with his eyes puffy and red. And he looked like he could barely stand on his own feet.

"Oh my god Dylan what's wrong?!" Angelina said as she walked towards him standing a few inches apart and cupping his face in her small hands so she could get a better look him in the dimly lit room.

She could smell the alcohol on his breath. It was strong as she inhaled the air around them. He had to be drunk. Dylan could see the worried look in her face but he didn't care, not like he should have. He was too out of it.

"What happened" Angelina desperately asked again hoping to get the answer that she was seeking.

"S-she..." Dylan started to say but stopped his sentence and stared at her as if he was looking right through her for a few moments before continuing. " ...she's dead" he sad as if he couldn't believe his own words.

"Who died Dylan?" Angelina said with panic evident in her voice. She was terrified of the answer.

"My mom" he said with the same emotion. "She was in s car accident this afternoon."

Angelina felt her heart ache 10 times worst as the heard the news. She couldn't really be gone.

"Why didn't you call me. I call you like a thousand times" she said as her lips quivered. " Why where you drinking....I could've been with you through this. Now you drunk" she said as she let go if his face and wrapped her arms around him and crying in his chest.

Before Dylan knew what he was doing, he wrapped his large hand around her small arms. His grip tightened causing her to wince in pain.

Angelina tried to pull out of his grip, backing away from him only an inch before his grip tightened.

"Dylan..." she whimpered. " your hurting me." She said trying to wiggle her way out of his grip but it only got tighter.

"Stop asking me so many fucking questions. I can drink if I want to bitch" he said. His tone colder than ice, sending chills down Angelina spine.

In an instant he let go of her and pushed her hard enough to tumble to the floor. And walking away from her and into the kitchen.

"What the hell is wrong with you." She sobbed. This wasn't the Dylan that she knew. "I did nothing wrong. I was just trying to make sure u where okay and be a decent girlfriend and you call me out my name like that. I know your mother passed away today but don't you think that I'm sad too. I loved her like my own mother." Angelina screamed at him while stomping her way toward him in the dark apartment.

Dylan was infuriated. But it wasn't because of her, it was because of the situation. He just wanted to hit something and he was so drunk. Angelinas attitude wasn't helping either, she wasn't going to just sit down and let him call her what he called her, or how he held her too tight to the point where he made her crying worse. But he didn't care about that. He just wanted to get rid of all the anger he felt.

Angelina stood on the other side of the table and stared at him waiting to say something but he didn't. He got up out of his seat and walked towards her in an instant before grabbing both of her wrists and pushing her against the wall with her hands above her head. His grip was tight again and Angelinas sadness turned into anger because of the way he continued to grab her the way he did. She was sure there where marks on her arms and now her wrists.

" Get off of me or I will leave." Angelina threatened. She didn't want to be around him when he was like this. He was dangerous.

Something snapped inside of Dylan when he heard her say that and before he could think of what he was doing, his hand slapped across her face causing her to fall on the ground for the second time tonight.

Angelina was shocked, and terrified. He never put his hands on her before. This was a new side of him and she and has never been so scared of the one she loved for so long .

Dylan was scared him self too. He was scared to be alone. The only people that he had in his life where his mom and Angelina. And when he lost his mom, he lost a part of himself that he nor Angelina could understand.