Iliza is 23 and a single mother running from an abusive boyfriend. No one knows about her abusive relationship and she refuses to even bring him up again. One day her 3 year old son goes running into the street after his ball, and motorcycle almost...
Trigger warning this book does contain event, words, and thoughts that can be triggering. It also has sexual events and talked about r*pe and su**idal events. ——————————————————————————- I woke up in pain. I don't know how long it's been and I was still in the bed. My whole body was in pain like I had just been hit with a bus. I slowly tried to get up into a sitting position.
"David" I tried to yell out but my throat was unbelievably dry. It also felt like it was closed, I barely could breathe.
I couldn't hear anything in the house. I slowly got off the bed and tried to walk to the bathroom. I took my phone with me and looked through my messages and missed calls. 3 missed calls from my mom and 6 from Jenny. 10 unread messages from Eric and 5 from Jenny. I read all the messages in shock.
Eric Iza you need to wake up what did you do?! Iza why did you take so many pills? Iza it's been a whole day. Iza everyone is going crazy here. They think you might be dead. Wake up. Iza wake up he's on top of you. You aren't waking up. He choked you and you didn't wake up, he's been punching you in the stomach. It's been almost 2 days.
Jenny Sister why did you do that. You are so lucky I'm not there I would kill him. Ask him what he did. You need to know what he did to you. I can't watch anymore I won't watch him do that to you.
What are they talking about? It couldn't have been that long. They saw me get up from the bed on the cameras so they'll know I'm okay. I lifted up my shirt and looked into the bathroom mirror. All over my stomach were bruises from him. Around my throat was a bruise in the shape of his hand. Why did he do this? I walked into the kitchen as quickly as my body would allow. There he was sitting at the kitchen table looking right at me almost as if he was waiting.
"You're awake now."
"What did you do to me?"
He smirked. " I taught you a lesson. Like old times. Your body reacted the same way. Even in your sleep you like it." I grabbed onto the counter.
"What are you t-talking about?" my body was shaking.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Your body loves when I'm inside you. When I touch you and love on you." That sick bastard raped me...again. He's no different he will never be different.
"Why? Why would you do that?" I was crying at this point holding my hand over my stomach.
"Because I love you. Don't cry honey you're turning me on." That smirk never left his face. He was enjoying this he always enjoyed this.
"Now now clean the house and take a shower. Put on something....Nice. We are having company over in about an hour and 30 minutes."
I walked out of the room and started cleaning as fast as I could. After an hour I was done cleaning and was heading to take a shower. When I got in the shower I scrubbed my body trying to get rid of the feeling. When I got out I wore a knee-length, skinny strapped floral dress. I wore my black short heels. He liked when I wore heels, he thought it made him look taller. It doesn't make sense but that's what he thought.
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The dress
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The heels
The guest arrived at 5. It was about 10 men only 2 of which I recognized. Jacob and Jeremy the men that were here the first day I came back. Most of the men were dressed in suits others in plain nice clothes. The were all big, tall, and some looked like the were on steroids.
"Who are all these people?" I asked David.
"Don't worry about it. Just look pretty and be a good girl I don't want to have to punish you again. I might even get some of them to help me hold you down." Again that same smirk was on his face. Some men in hearing distance looked at me a just smirked. David turned away from me and started talking to some of the men. I stood in the corner of the room just looking at everyone. These people looked like scary yet important people. They looked like-
"The mafia" a man said. He was standing uncomfortably close to me. He looked down at me and smiled not like everyone else through. His smile wasn't lust filled it was genuine and soft. He looked familiar, like I've met him before but I just can't remember where.
"I'm Allan but you know me as- "
"Lawrence."
"They sent me here to check on you after you didn't wake up. Don't forget to refer to me as Allan."
"Are they all okay"
"They are fine. Are you okay?"
"No"
"Listen I saw what he did to you and you're a strong woman. Just give us the word and we'll take him down and get you out of here"
"Not yet I want him to go to prison but I need lots of evidence so he goes away forever."
"Iliza. Look you're a strong woman and I'm sure we have enough evidence to put him away."
"I don't want him to just go to prison I want him to pay. For taking my baby girl away from me. For hurting me over and over."
"You aren't helping yourself by staying in here just for more evidence. The longer you stay here the more he'll hurt you. Can you take that?"
I thought about what he was saying and he was absolutely right. " Yes I can." With that he walked away.
Yes I could take it and if it meant that I would never have to worry about him again then I was okay with that. Anything for me and my baby boy to live a regular life.
