Intruder Inside My Soul (EDITED)

17

~Flashback~

“You are cheating on me? You fucking whore!” Greg shouted at me while I was crying my eyes out. I was begging for him to stop. I pleaded and pleaded.

“Greg, please stop. I swear to you I am not cheating. I love you, only you baby. Please don’t do this.” I was thrown against the wall. A picture frame that was hung there fell on the ground and shuttered.

My breath was knocked out by the force on my back when it came into contact with the bedroom’s wall.

Out of nowhere my head was forced to turn to the right as Greg’s fist connected with my left cheek. There was a ringing sound in my ears and my head was spinning like I had been on the spinning wheel for hours.

It was like I could feel my cheek swelling and there was blood coming from the corner of my mouth.

“I’ll make sure you never think of another man ever again,” Greg whispered in my ear.

My clothes were ripped from my body and there was nothing I could do but to cry and beg for this to be over soon.

~End of flashback~

I groaned as something cold and wet was put on my face.

“Welcome back Amy. How are you feeling?” My dad was sitting on my bed, looking down at me, when I opened my eyes.

“What happened?” I asked.

He pushed me down when I was about to get up.

“Don’t. You got a bad hit on your head, plus your side was kicked hard as well. You might feel sore for the next couple of days, but nothing is broken, so that’s good.” Dad tried to cheer me up, though I could see he was concerned and angry.

Then I remembered of what happened.

“Stupid,” I mumbled. I was so stupid to jump in a fight like that. What was I thinking?

There was a faint knock on the door, and then Alex came inside. He didn’t look too good. His eye was swollen and lip was split. Alex looked at me with shame and regret.

“Amy, I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean to harm you. It was all Animus’ fault. I mean, if he wouldn’t have touched you...” Alex started to get angry.

“It’s ok, but Alex... You didn’t have to try to kill him. Both of your stupid asses could’ve just talked before trying to rip each other's heads off. Besides, Animus just kissed me. It was nothing.” I tried to reason with him, but there was no use.

“Just kissed you? He tried to eat you alive! How could you let him do that to you! That fucker put his filthy hands on you and you just let him!” My brother started to yell.

“Alex, calm down,” dad ordered, but Alex ignored him coming closer to me.

“Calm down? I'll do that when she starts to think with her fucking head! You know what? I forbid you to go near him. Do you hear me, Amabel?” He looked menacing.

“You can’t and you won’t forbid me to do anything, understand? You do not own me. I am a grown ass woman and you have to start to treat me like one. If I ever choose to sleep with Animus, which is totally unlikely, it will be my choice because this is my life. I am sick and tired of people telling me what to do. I swear to God, Alex, if you ever interfere in my love life without my consent, I will leave and you won’t see or hear from me ever again.” I was staring at my brother with the same intensity as he did.

“Alright, you both obviously need to chill. Alex, go to bed. And Amy, you rest too. Try not to get up until morning, alright? I'll leave some painkillers and water on your nightstand. If anything, just call for me. I'll have my door open so I can hear you.” Dad kissed my forehead and stood up.

“Alright dad.” I smiled weakly.

Alex was really irate and obviously wanted to keep arguing with me until he won, but that was never going to happen. He knew I was too stubborn for my own good and it would be a waste of time, so he just left banging the door behind him.

I sighed. “Why does he act like this?” I wondered out loud.

“He just loves you and worries about you. You haven’t been home for a long time and he just feels responsible for you now when you are. As do I.” Dad took my hand in his. "Give him some time to calm down. Then talk to him. He is your brother, and it pains me to see you both like this." He said with a sadness in his eyes.

"I promise I'll talk to him and sort things out." I assured.

For a moment, dad hesitated and then sat down on my bed by my side and took my hand in his.

“I have to admit that I don’t like the idea of you with Animus just as much as Alex. Maybe more, as I can't imagine anyone being worthy of you. That man is not right for you. He is dangerous and unpredictable. I don’t want you to get hurt.” He looked at me with a serious expression.

“You don’t have to worry about that. I have no desire what so ever to be with him. We are too different and I don't see how that could work. Besides, what Alex saw was a bad joke that Tyler played and nothing more. You can relax, because I do not want a relationship any time soon.” I assured him.

“Alright. Good night honey. I’ll see you in the morning.” Dad kissed my forehead one more time.

“Goodnight."