Mafia Obsession

Chapter 10

This chapter contains suicide content
(Suicide trigger warning)

The next day I woke up feeling a slight headache I haven't got much sleep last night my brain has constantly ticking about memories of Ryan and I.

I got up and make my way to the bathroom.

My eyes look a bit swollen and tired from lock of sleep.

My reflection defines stress.

I strip off my pajama and stare at my reflection in the mirror.

The scars on my back was visible.

I don't think they will ever disappear.

Why would Ryan try to hurt me? Didn't he love me??

And Sara I thought she was my fucking friend.

I didn't realise I was crying until I let out a sob.

Why me?

I fill the tub with cold water and lay inside I didn't feel a thing. I didn't yelp nor shiver.

The tears continue to stream down my face. I didn't bother to wipe them away, maybe if I don't cry I won't feel anymore.

My shattered heart is stone cold.

"Ria!" I heard Alexander's voice from the bedroom.

I didn't bother to answer,my brain felt completely shut down.

I could hear his footsteps coming toward the bathroom. I quickly splash some water on my face that mixed with my tears.

He appears at the doorway since it was already open. I stare at him emotionless.

He was dress in casual outfits black jeans, white shirt and a leather jacket.

"Haven't you heard I was calling you" he asked a bit harshly.

I shook my head.

He roll his eyes in annoyance "Hurry up and get ready you have twenty minutes!" he demand then walk out closing the door behind leaving no room to argue although I wasn't going to.

I sigh then lay flatly in the tub sinking my entire body under the water as I held my breath.

I open my eyes and look up at the ceiling, I wonder if anyone would miss me if I die.

I got up from under the water and wipe my face with both hands then run my hands down the length of my hair as water drip down.

After emptying the bathtub I wrapped in my towel and went to the closet.

I enter the closet and stare at the clothes uninterested. I grab the first thing I saw and throw it on.

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"What's that your wearing?" Alexander asked as he enter my room.

I plug in the hair dryer "Clothes" I flatly replied.

Not in the mood to talk.

The heated air blew in my hair drying it in the process.

"Your not wearing that go change now!" he demanded checking his watch.

I place down the hair dryer and put my hair in a ponytail.

I look down at what I was wearing, a simple rip denim shorts and a long sleeve pink crop top.

I look up at him "What's wrong with what am wearing? Why bought these if your going to have a problem with them now?" I asked.

He glare at him "Ria am giving you three seconds to go fucking change!" he shouted.

I could see his demon the side of him that scares the shit out of me but I don't care. He can kill me I don't have anything living for.

He storm towards me and grab my arms roughly.

"Let go off me!" I shouted then slap him across his cheek not giving a fuck.

His grip tighten on my arms as his knuckles turn white. His eyes darken as he glare hard at me.

If looks could have kill I would be long gone and rotten in hell.

He slam me to the wall I cried out in pain.

"No one have ever dare to lay hands on me because if they do they know the consequence but you little-"

I cut him off "Am not scared of you why don't you just kill me" I said wishing for death.

He suddenly grip my neck harshly blocking air from entering my lungs.

I didn't fight back I just wait for death. My lungs were on fire I close my eyes waiting for my heart to stop beat. His voice was getting fainter and fainter.

He suddenly release me and I fell to the ground gasping and coking for air.

Tears began to stream down my face. I look up at him glaring.

Why didn't he kill me?

Why didn't he hit me?

He stare back at me emotionless as he scoot down and grab my chin "Next time you hit me your dead" he threatens me savagely.

I grin slapping his hands away from my face "There won't be a next time and I rather kill myself than let you kill me" I hissed as tears roll down my cheek.

I stood up feeling worthless and empty.

I don't want to be here anymore.

"All men are the same your just as bad as Ryan" I hissed.

For a moment I saw a flash of hurt in his eyes but he quickly mask it up.

He's so fucking heartless after all he's a fucking Mafia man.

"And you know what! I don't give a fuck anymore, I don't give a fuck about you I don't even give a fuck about me,  you want to fucking kill me do it Alexander! Do it! So I can get over this fucking life! Am tired! Am tired of everything!" I cried as everything hits me both the past and reality.

Memories began to rush back to me.

Walk in on Sara fucking Ryan

Ryan trying to kill me

Ryan proposing to me

"I love you Ria your the best thing that ever happen to me"

"I want you to have my kids"

"I promise to love you forever until death"

All of those were all lies all fucking lies but I was so fucking blind by love and believe him.

My head began to hurt as tears stream down my face.

I think this is it I think I should end my life I have nothing living for the people who I thought care and love me they end up hurting me.

I storm off towards the bathroom and lock the door.

I grip on to the counter breathing heavily as I stare at my reflection.

I let out a loud scream and punch the mirror the glass shattered into pieces.

My knuckles were bleeding but I didn't felt the pain.

"Ria open the door!" I heard Alexander banging on the door.

Fuck him

He doesn't care

To be continue.....

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