La Muñeca

Part 2 • XVlll

When I woke up I spotted the beautiful wall trims of dark colors mix with high oranges arches. It was a beautiful, white Goth style canopy bed but the best part Mia is by my side. My body aches but I felt rested; the sun was shining off her beautiful pale face. "Hey, mummm." She lets go of a small smile as she hugs me tightly. "Hey mi sol, how long have I been out?"
She looks down, "Just a couple weeks."
I kiss her forward and look around the beautifully style room and the smell of the salted ocean, "Where are we?"
The door open as Luke walk into with a tray of food, "Mariposa, we're at Ennicos home. I figure this is a great place to start recovering."

I looked at him as he expose that beautiful sweet smile, he seems different. Everything about him was different. The way he dressed, his body and even the way he spoke. He was in complete control; the weak side of him seemed to have faded as he was no longer a weak boy but a man.

Everything about him changed, the long hair was gone and replace with short slick back hair, which showed off his beautifully sharp jawline and high cheekbones. I wanted nothing but to start tracing his face with my tongue.
His blue eyes just seem brighter, but he's dark circle under his eyes seems to haunt his marvelous face making it seem liked he age.

He places the tray on the table, walks closer to me and lays a sweet kiss on my lips but I don't know why my body flitch and I'm not scared of him. "I'm sorry, love." He looks down with sadness in his eyes but quickly shook it off, "Eat please." I calm down, "thank you."

He nodded as he left, Mia pulled the tray into my lap as I saw a red rose with my favorite breakfast; a small bowl of oatmeal, and plate with beans, eggs, and bacon. My mouth water, I haven't had a decent meal in two years, I got leftovers, or gas station dogs. Not a real meal, I would have kill for a nice juicy steak. I grab my fork and my hand and starts shaking, I can't seem to place the food close to my mouth without feeling like someone is going to scream at me any minute now. As I finally get close I hear him, "You eat when I fucking tell you too."

I look up I saw him, standing there with a red T-shirt, dark jeans and those dark eyes with pure evil intent.
I can't stop shaking, he found me again. "NO!"
I didn't even realize I was screaming and knock the tray over.
"Mom?"
I snap, "Leave."
I didn't want her to see me broken, haunted by the man who kept me hostage for two years.
I stay in bed trying to calm down; I just kick my own daughter out of my room.
I felt horrible.
I let go of a sigh as I try to make my way out of the bed, placing both of legs to side of the bed to touch the floor.
When my legs gave in as my face slam into the floor.
*Thumb*
"FUCK!!"
The machines start beeping frantically as I disconnect myself. Perez storms, "Princesa, come let me open you up."

I look at him I shake my head no, I can't stand a man's touch. He steps back as a nurse walks in, "Mrs. Collins come. I'll help you."
I let her arms help me up which oddly found comfortable and deep down I knew it was from the traumatization.

Perez gets on fours to clean the tray I flew across the room moment prior, looking down hiding his emotions. As the nurse helps me she distracts me with her tone and her words. "Thank you."
She says as I look at her confused, "I know exactly what you're going through. I will be here for you, just the way you were there for me." She states.

Unsure how I help her but still having an issue who I can trust, "Who are you?"
She has a slight scar above her right eye that goes from across her forehead. "You and Joaquin save me that day at your club since then I vow to help people like myself. When Dr. Stan Carrey asked what the nurse was willing to travel with him, I jump at the chance of leaving my family to be here for you."

I didn't know what to say, "You didn't need to leave your family."
I couldn't say thank you because the idea of being away from my family hurt my heart.
"I know Mrs. Collins but I've wanted to do this opportunity for years to pay you back . Please let me be there for your recovery."
I nodded with agreement, but trust was going to be hard to give.

As time progress, it became easier to walk and move, I told everyone I wanted to return home, the place Luke was trying to sell but couldn't.

It was something my lawyer handle, yes Luke help with the business but nothing too major can be done without my consent. Selling my home was one; I couldn't sell the place where my children grew up in and it's important for me to have one solid piece that filled with memories. Walking became easy; I wanted to start strength train as soon as possible I need to gain muscles back. I need to feel strong again instead of feeling weak, I felt like a shell of a body.
Joaquin finally felt comfortable enough to return to his playboy lifestyle; Mia and Luke decide to return to México with me.

Here we were in fourteen-hour flight back home with Mia in my arms. Luke and Perez on the opposite side, lately they seem to be getting along, awkward scene to see. They spoke about the latest football game, spoke like they were true buddies.

Was it awkward to see the two men that lay between my legs being friends?
Yes and no

Because at this moment they didn't matter, just my kids and trying to get back to my business.
I lean back and feeling my eyelids getting heavy letting darkness fill me up.

Once again I was a dark small room, I extend my arms out feeling walls close me, I start kicking when I realize I was in a box. I let go of breath, trying to slow down my rapid heart rate, before full panic sets in. I start counting and at 342 seconds, nothing. No sound
no smell
completely nothing.
425-426-427 that's when I hear steps 1-2-3---12 they stop. The lid is pushed open and light hits my face as my eyes try to adjust to brightness. He yanks me up, as my legs give up he pulls my hair as my knees touch the ground. "GET THE FUCK UP."
I've only been here one day even then I feel like it's been a lifetime.
"Roberta or Muñeca whatever you go by now, have a set."
He shoves me into a wooden chair, strapping my arms to armrest and legs into the legs. I look at him; I still can't believe he was under my fucking nose this whole time. To be quite honest Hector has never crossed my mind since I last saw him. Which I now know what she meant by 'remember your enemies' name.'
He walks over me, "How does it feel to be on The another side?"
I show no expression no emotion just my rest bitch face, "Always hiding behind a mask. Trust me by the time I'm done with you, you'll show fear and despair. I will break the famous doll."

I woke up with cold sweat, Mia warm body was gone and I turn to only face Perez to my right side to only see those dark chocolate brown eyes with a hint of dark circles. "Are you okay, Jeffa?"
I just let go of a nod and I want to say more but nothing ever seems to come out, "Thank you for everything."
Was all that I was able to encourage up since my last episode I stop myself from physically showing I'm broken. He nods up and down; I quickly go back to business, "I need to get assistant, background checks on assistants' family, even fucking dog. As soon we land I need to check my books, get my lawyer on the phone. I need him at my office as we arrive."
He looks at his watch, "Its six pm by the time we arrive it will be close to midnight, do you think that's wise?"
I don't why but I snap, "What is his rate?"

"Close to a mil a year," He states.

"Then he's fucking ass can meet me at any time I see fit."
"That's not what I meant, Jeffa. Fuck him. I meant you. You need to rest."
"I'll rest when am dead, I have a business to run."
He nods and walks away to open bar as he grabs a cup of whiskey and starts making calls.