DROWNING 18+ |BOOK 2 IN THE UNTAMED SERIES

2.

Megan

Helplessness was a feeling I was not used to. But it was a feeling I would get accustomed to.

And that was how I felt as I woke up the following morning in our bed.

My whole body was in paid and I could still smell blood through my nose.

As soon as I woke up, Markus walked in carrying a tray that looked like it carried breakfast.

"Good morning angel" he chimed as he set the tray on my nightstand, a smile on his face.

I was dumbfounded. Breakfast in bed?

Markus had NEVER, in the whole duration of our relationship, made me breakfast, not to talk of bringing it to me in bed.

"Babe, I made you breakfast."

No shit, Sherlock.

I wanted to say but I restrained myself.

I forced a smile, but smiling hurt right now.

And not just the physical pain.

"Thank you. What's this for?" I asked.

"What? I can't make my baby breakfast in bed?" He asked, his tone already changing.

"No. That's not what I meant. It's just that you... You know what, nevermind. Thank you for breakfast"

I grabbed the tray and began to eat in silence.

"Babe, about last night. You know I'd never hurt you intentionally right? It's just that you had made me so angry, I lost it. But I swear I won't do it again. I'm so sorry."
He said, his hand rising my cheek.

I flinched away out of instinct.

"You're flinching away from me? You're afraid of me?" He asked his voice low.

He sounded so low and hurt.

Like I was the one that hurt him. And back then it worked, it really did.

I would somehow end up being the one apologizing.

I would apologize for him hitting me!

How absurd.

"Hey, it's okay baby. Wipe those tears. I promise on my life, I will never raise my hands against you again. Okay?"

I nodded my head.

And offered him another tight lipped fearful smile.

"I called into your office and told them you weren't feeling well. They gave you 3 days off" he said again.

"Thank you" I said to him, grateful for his thoughtful gesture.

And then he would make a bath for me.

Wash me.

Hold me in his arms, tend to my wounds, and treat me like all princess, all the while apologizing and lamenting over his actions.

Begging me to forgive him.

Begging me not to leave him.

And I would believe him. I would feel bad for him.

And I would stay.

Only for him to turn back and do it again.

Until it became a cycle.

And I found myself drowning in his lies, promises, deceit and abuse! And I had no way to pull myself up.

And that's where I find myself at today.

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This is just a very short filler chapter. A long chapter in on the way.  I just wanted to finish off the introduction I had begun in chapter 1.

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