Captured (Unedited)

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Third person POV

Waking up, the bed empty. Looking at the empty side of the bed. Rolling over to check the time. Her eyes widened, 11:30. She hadn't slept that long in a very long time. Yesterday's memories flood her mind, her eyes brimmed with tears. Her heart bearing nothing but guilt, feeling like it should have been her rather. Wishing she could go back and just let him do what he wanted.

Tatiana POV
Getting in the shower. Feeling like a shadow of myself. Putting on a pair of sweats and hoody. I made my way out the room, bumping into one of the maids, "hi, Alexander left for work?" I ask, "uhm, mam he left but just got back, he's in his office" she says. Saying a quick thanks. I made my way to the office, reluctantly knocking, hearing him say something in Italian guessing it's him saying come in. I walk in, his eyes fixed on his laptop, "finally awake I see" he says not taking his eyes off the laptop. Walking in front of him as I took a seat, finally looking over to me. "We need to talk" he says. Not responding to his words, "Police and maybe some people will ask questions about Lorenzo, we need a story" he says, "I ....I can't lie" i whisper, "well if you don't, I'm going to prison" he says sternly, "for something YOU did" he emphasizes, tears already brimming my eyes, closing his eyes for a moment breathing out. "Look my point is I know it will be hard but we don't have a choice", he says, "this is the the story, Lorenzo asked to speak to me about something you don't know about of course, so everyone had to leave. When you came back to join us, he was being disrespectful towards you, he was sweating and acting frantic and strange, I got upset and asked him to leave, that was the last time we saw him, got it?" He questions coldly, lowly nodding my head as it felt like I had lost all ability to speak, "repeat it" he demands, looking up to him, the tears now streaming down my cheeks, raising his brow for me to speak, "Lorenzo asked to speak to you" now croaking, "yo....you couldn't continue with the meeting cause he insisted" I whisper, "so I told the men, when I got back he.....he called me degrading names" sobbing, "you got upset and asked him to leave" I sob at the lies. His eyes staring into mine, "good, that's the story, and the only story" he says sternly, "yes?", nodding my head. I got up from the seat. Rushing out the room. Running to the nearest bathroom as I felt nauseous. Nothing coming out as my stomach was empty. Splashing my face with cold water, starring at my reflection before breaking into a sob.

Taking a seat at my usual spot as the image played over and over in my head.
"Hey" looking up there stood Elizabeth with a tray in her hand, taking a seat besides me. Not having it within me to respond I remain silent, "Alexander ORDERED me to bring you something to eat" she says, "since when does he care about my feelings" I spit. Sighing at my words, trying to lighten the mood, "well his exact words were get her some food, she's already small as it is I don't need to have a walking corpse as a wife" she laughs lightly, "well good to know he finds my body disgusting and unattractive" I say coldly, placing her hand on my arm, "Amor, my point is Alexander does care more than you think he does" she whispers, "please eat, I beg of you" she pleads, not having it within me to put up a fight. Eating my sandwich and drinking a glass of water afterwards I decided to spend more time in the garden.

Sitting in silence till it was late. One of the maids calling me for dinner. I made my way to the table, Alexander already seated. Eating in silence, after having my dinner I decided to take a shower, getting dressed into my pjs. Sitting on the bed I stared into blank space, Alexander walking into the room. Breaking the silence, "you know you can't take back what you did" he says as he starts unbuttoning his dress shirt, not responding to his words, "the least you can do is move on and accept it as one of your mistakes for your own sanity" furrow growing within me, "my own sanity?" I question, "you want to tell me about my fucken sanity when you've locked me up in this fucken jailhouse to abuse and use me!!!!" I yell, "you really want to talk about my sanity!!!" Letting out a sadistic laugh, "on no Mr Giordano I lost that a long time ago" I spit. "Don't you dare fucken tell me about accepting, you have no idea how I feel, no idea. So please just shut the fuck up" I breathe, stopping in his tracks. His back still facing me, frantically walking back to me, "I don't understand huh!" He yells, "YOU DO NOT GET TO FUCKEN TELL ME WHAT I UNDERSTAND AND WHAT I DON'T!!!", smirking sadistically, "DO YOU KNOW THE FIRST TIME I TOOK A LIFE?" He questions, my breathing heavy in both anger and fear of what he might do, "14 YEARS OLD!!!!" Laughing sadistically, "you wanna know who it was?" He questions with a smile, "MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD MY UNCLE, STABBED HIM 50 TIMES WITH A STEAK KNIFE" he says in disgust, "I USE YOU TATIANA HUH?" He questions frantically, "as far as I remember I've never touched you against your will, and I damn well could without much of a struggle if I wanted to we both know that" he spits, "ohhhh DONT GET ME STARTED ON ME BEING ABUSIVE, LOOK AT MY FACE!!!" He points at the scarred part of his face making me flinch, "YOU WANT TO TELL ME ABOUT BEING ABUSED WHEN YOU LIVE IN A MANSION SLEEPING ON AN EXPENSIVE BED, RECEIVING THE BEST MEALS AND YOU WANT TO TELL ME ABOUT ABUSE!!!" He yells, my face now wet with tears, his eyes red, and filled with anger I've never seen before,  a deep chuckle leaves his lips, "my face looks like this because my own father smashed it on broken glass then decided to grill it" he whispers, getting closer to my face, "so you don't get to talk to me about understanding" he whispered before walking away from me, stopping in his tracks, "I regret the day I took you in this household, I should have whored you out along those girls, then you wouldn't have had to put up with my abuse or better,  Put a bullet in that skull" he whispers making my lips quiver.

Laying in bed, tossing and turning. Sleep wouldn't come. Getting out of bed, walking down stairs. Making myself a cup of tea, my brows furrow at the guard outside, knocking on the window, immediately his head snapping towards me, motioning with my hand for him to come in, walking inside the house, "why are you out?" I ask, "Capo is out in the garden, he just wanted time alone" he says, nodding my head, "thanks" I say before he walked out.
Not knowing what comes over me but I begin to walk to the garden. Finding him sitting at my usual spot, his muscles on full display in his white wife beater, and a pair of track pants. Here goes my death. Staring into blank space.

Taking a seat next to him. Silence hung  over us. To my surprise, an entire tray of tiramisu and a fork in his hand. Digging in before a sigh escaped his lips, "I never pictured Alexander Giordano to be an emotional eater" I say. Not responding to my words, carefully grabbing the plate and fork from him, to my surprise he didn't fight me on it. Digging into it as I let the delicious coffee flavor fill my mouth, "not changing the fork" he finally speaks, shrugging my shoulders, "we are married after all" I sigh. Breathing out as I decided to break the brief silence, "How did you do it?" I question, "what?", tears brimming my eyes, "forgetting" I look down, "because I can't" I whisper, remaining silent at my words,

Third Person POV
"I didn't, and I could never" he says. Staring straight ahead, "killing someone changes a person Tatiana, that I know" he says sincerely, "but in order for me to keep going I had to remind myself it was either him or me" he says, "it won't happen over time", "but that's the only thing that will help you move on" he says. Taking a sip of her tea as he took the Tiramisu from her, reluctantly asking "wh....why did you do it?" she questions, remaining silent, "I won't answer that" he says coldly, not wanting to push it. She lowly nods. Sitting in silence, "Alexander?" She calls out, not saying anything she takes it as a sign to continue, "can we start over" she whispers, "I...I know you can never love me but can we at least try to be civil, better yet a little nice" she whispers, shocked at her words but hiding it through his silence. "I don't think I would want to make peace with my abuser" he says, looking down, thinking for a moment, "I will forget everything if you never hit me, threaten me, or degrade me in any way again" she says, turning to face him, "I'm tired of fighting, I know I won't ever go back to my country at least not now, so can we please just make peace" she pleads, "what if I don't want you to forget" he raises his brow, giving him a pleading look, he sighs, "but I will say I'm not exactly good at being nice" he warns making her smile, "I'll teach you" she says excitedly. Doing the most unexpected, she lunged at him giving him a tight hug, "I'm finally friends with my asshole of a husband" she giggles, raising his brow, "I thought you said civil how did it get to friendship" He questions, "well now I'm saying friends" she says proudly as she laid her head on his huge bicep. Her tiny arms wrapped around his large one. Looking down at her, a small smile appeared on his face. "Well you know friends hug their friends back" she teases, "don't push it" he growls making her giggle. She giggled he thought to himself, the first time she's ever genuinely giggled in front of him. Remaining silent for a few minutes, "well I really want to sleep, but I can't, can we go to bed" she says to him, "I might be going to work soon" he says making her frown. "Well can you at least stay with me until I fall asleep" she says. Remaining silent, "I have an idea" he says getting up from his seat, "where we going?" She questions following him, "to consummate our marriage" he says sarcastically, making her eyes widen "what!", "relax, just follow me" he says before guiding her to their bedroom. Switching off the lights, digging through his drawers he hands her a blindfold. "What am I suppose to do with this?" She questions in confusion, "put it on and relax", looking at him for a moment she did as instructed. Relaxing herself sounds of a man filled the room. Following his instructions she found herself falling into a deep slumber.

Will this change their relationship!!!
I guess we shall find out soon.
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