BFG was destroyed by the only woman he's ever loved and is no longer the man he once was. Can he finally move forward with his life or will his past refuse to stay away?
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A/N: Hello lovelies! Hope you all had a good New Years. I decided yesterday I would start spring cleaning my house and I've just made it a million times worse 🙈 wish me luck today. Hope you enjoy xxx
"Morning." Molly smiles as I walk into the kitchen
"You look happy." I reply as I put on my apron
"Might have something to do with this." She says as she lifts up her left hand
"Oh my gosh!" I gasp as I clap and jump towards her
"Tell me everything." I say as I take her hand and study the ring, a large black diamond sits on top of a band with a row of little black diamonds and a row of little white diamonds, maybe it wouldn't be my first choice, but it's just perfect for Molly
"It was perfect, he took me to the beach, because I hadn't seen the ocean before he took me there, we had a picnic and then he proposed, he picked the ring himself, isn't it perfect?" Molly beams
"It is perfect, oh I'm so happy." I bounce on my heels before pulling her into a hug
"Well while you're happy, I need a favour." Molly asks
"Anything for the bride slash Mommy to be." I smile
"Needles and I are going to Texas for a couple of days so I can break the news to my parents in person, would you be able to run the bakery while I'm gone? I'll prep everything I can and Scarlett said she can help if it's too busy, it's only a couple of days." Molly rambles
"Of course I can manage. It'll be a good practice for when baby comes and you can take time off to be mommy." I smile.
"Coming!" I yell as I hear the front door bell chime. I pull the baking sheet of Danish pastries from the oven, they were about five seconds from burning, and run out front.
After serving four customers I run back to the kitchen. This is chaos, but I can do it. I have to be able to do it for Molly, last thing I want is her to be a stressed out new mom worrying about her business when she should be focusing on the baby. I look around the kitchen, it's going to take me hours to clean up, it looks like a tornado spun through and scattered flour everywhere.
Just one hour until I close, tonight Derek is taking me on a date. Cordelia is having Tobias for the night and Derek and I get to spend some time alone. The other day at the zoo was fantastic, to see Tobias so happy with Derek, the way they played together and laughed. That was what I dreamed of doing with Charles, but he would never be caught dead growling like a bear in the middle of the zoo. I really love how my life is right now. I have a job I enjoy, when I'm not rushed off my feet, my son is the happiest I've ever seen him, I have friends who I love like family and things with Derek seem to be going well. I just hope he can trust me someday and I can make up for all the hurt I caused him.
I hear the front door jingle again and call that I'm coming as I finish wiping down the counter top
"Sorry what can I get..?" I look up and my whole body freezes, the familiar terror surges through my body
"Look at the state of you, is that flour in your hair?" Charles asks as he casually leans against the counter. I beg my body to move, to run for the back door but it won't obey, still frozen by the terror Charles holds over me.
"You're not even wearing make up, honestly darling is this better than the life I gave you?" He smirks and shakes his head, he moves to come around the counter and my breath hitches. I know there's a gun in the office, Molly hates it, but Needles insisted she have it just in case, if I run, maybe I could get to it
"Ah ah." He smirks when I step towards the door
"Come now darling, not going to give your husband a kiss?" He can't control me anymore, he is not my husband anymore. I repeat the words in my head, I have to be strong
"Ex husband, y-your my ex husband." I wish my voice didn't squeak
"That's just temporary darling. You didn't think I would really just let you walk away with my son did you? Oh you're more naive then I realised." He chuckles
"I told you I'm not coming back. I have the video and I know you took money from companies to use their products even though you knew they were faulty or had bad side effects." I say as strongly as I can manage
"Oh let's stop with this silly game, I've told people you had a breakdown and are in rehab, the pressures of motherhood." He shrugs "It's time for you to stop this nonsense and be back where you belong, by my side."
"No Charles." It sounded like a yell in my head but it only came out as a whisper
"I haven't heard you say that word to me in a long time, maybe you're growing a back bone. I shall have to deal with that once we get home." He closes the distance between us and I close my eyes waiting for the pain to come, but when I open my eyes he is just hovering above me
"Leave now and I won't call the police." He only laughs
"Sarah, I have a private jet ready to leave in a few hours, tell me where Tobias is and we will fetch him and fly home. I'll even take you to dinner at your favourite restaurant. How does that sound? Get you out of this ridiculous outfit and back into that Chanel dress I love."
"No!" I push at his chest, although he doesn't move, so I step back. I cry out as he fists my hair and backs me up against the wall
"You are mine Sarah, you are coming with me if you like it or not." He spits in my face and feel the tears forming in my eyes. He grips my hip painfully hard and I cry out once more. I need to fight, but he's so much bigger and stronger than me, I never have an advantage. He releases my hip to grab my face and forces his lips against mine, bruising and brutal in his movements.
The door jingles and he immediately releases me, I gasp for breath as he walks away from me
"Don't worry darling, I'll see you soon." He smiles as he nods to the customer and walks out the door
"Are you alright?" The elderly woman asks
"I'm fine." My practiced and perfected fake smile spreading across my face "What can I get you?"
