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~next morning

Third Person POV
Reading over last night's file, agitated as he hardly managed to sleep. Marco makes his way inside the office, standing in front of a cranky Alex. Ignoring his presence, "what the fuck was that?" He grits, "shooting a man dead right in front of her, are you crazy!" he yells, "instead of being there for her, you sitting here like the heartless asshole you are!" Marco spits making Alex shoot his eyes towards him, "you do not tell me how to deal with my wife" he spits coldly, " WELL START TREATING HER LIKE YOUR WIFE!" Marco says in frustration, "I admit, she fucked up" Marco spits, "but I also cannot ignore the fact that you have been neglecting her like she has the plague, I don't get it does your own wife disg-" "DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT" Alex spits getting up from his seat, Marco shaking his head, "I have asked you to take a break from this" he spits, "I asked you to take the time off and be there for her, just for a couple of weeks and you couldn't do that" Marco says in disgust, "at this point it's clear what's important to you, and it's not her feelings" He spits before walking off.....,

Tatiana POV
"Sweetheart you have to eat something" Elizabeth pleads as I sobbed uncontrollably, "you have to believe me I swear I didn't take those drugs" I cry, "please tell me you believe me" I cry making her sigh, "it doesn't matter what I say though Amor, Alex is still upset" she says making me sob, "he...he doesn't love me anymore Elizabeth" i sob making her pull me in for a hug, "don't say that" she breaths as I sobbed uncontrollably, "I can feel it I swear he doesn't love me anymore" I cry.....

Third Person POV
"Are you sure you not suppose to be at home" Danté questions hesitantly, "let's just do what we have to do then when we can get going" Alex says coldly. A dark haired man in his 20s appearing in front of them, "Giordano" the man says plopping down the couch, "Danté, è passato un po 'di tempo" (Danté, it's been a while) the man says casually taking a sip of his drink, "sì, non abbiamo molto tempo, possiamo solo arrivare al punto" (we don't have much time, can we just get to the point) Alex says making the man smirk. "What I'm go-" the sound of Alexander's phone ringing breaks their thoughts, looking down Elizabeth's name making him groan before choosing the ignore option, "continue" he says to the man, before the man can begin the phone rings again making him furrow his brows. Sighing in frustration, picking it up before rushing over to a corner, "Alex devi arrivare qui adesso!" (Alex you have to get here now!) Elizabeth says in panic, "what?" He says in confusion, "It's Tatiana, she wants to hurt herself, sh-" before she can finish he quickly hangs up running over to the men, "we have to go now!" He says to Danté before rushing out the club.

Danté speeding down the road as panic filled Alex, fear taking over him as Marco's words rang in his head, regret washing over him. Finally reaching the house he jumps out the car before it even comes to a complete stop. Rushing in the house meeting a frantic Elizabeth, "where is she?" He questions in panic, "your bedroom" she says, "she has your gun with her" she hollers as he ran up the stairs. Reaching the large closed door, "Gattina, Gattina I'm here" he says, her sobs the only thing that can be heard, "Gattina" he says calmly, "whatever you thinking please, let's just talk" he says pleadingly, "I don't want to talk anymore" she cries through the door. "Okay Gattina, I'm going to open the door, I'm not going to attack you I'm just opening okay?" He questions as she sobbed, slowly turning the nob.

A crying Tatiana standing besides the bed, a piece of bloody glass in her hand as the other bled, a gun laying on the bed, "Gattina" he calls out as she frantically shook her head, throwing the glass down the floor before picking the gun up from the bed and pointing it at him, his eyes teary as he put his hands up, "calm down" he breaths, shaking her head, "you don't understand" she cries, "I never wanted you to find me" she yells through sobs, "ga-" "NO SHUT UP" she yells through tears, her lips quivering, "for the past 6 months, I've been raped by so many men that I can't even remember" she cries painfully as Alex stood in front of her with teary eyes, "I've been raped, p....pissed on, and even SHITTED ON" she yells the last part in agony, shaking her head, "you said I should face what makes me want to get high" she cries, "well it's because at least I wouldn't feel the pain I felt, the images stop playing in my head of how all these different men violated me" she cries as she tightly hold onto the gun, "I was honestly waiting for the day they would get tired and kill me" she whispers, "not come back to my husband who won't even touch me because he's disgusted" she cries, "Gattina, I'm not disgusted" he breaths as tears run down his face, "DON'T LIE TO ME!" She yells, "I KNOW...I know you are" she croaks her lips quivered, "I am no longer the same woman Alex I'm damaged in every way, I am not the wife you once had" she cries, "ga-" "let me just do us all a favor" she says turning the gun towards her as her voice broke making him rush closer to her, "Gattina no" he pleads, placing her finger on the trigger as she placed the gun tightly on her temple, "Gattina listen to me" Alex pleads tearfully, "I...I know I haven't been the best husband" he cries, "b...but please don't do this to me I'm begging il mio amor" (my love) he cries, "I won't survive without you I can't do it again" he cries, "whatever it is we will fix it together I swear I will do anything but please" he sobs making her shut her eyes in agony, standing so close to her that he looked down at her sobbing as she tightly held the gun to the side of her head. Placing his hand over hers, gently taking the gun from her before letting it fall to the floor he tightly grabbed onto his shirt burrying her face in it as she broke into a painful sob, tightly hugging onto her he sobbed with her, letting all the anger and hurt wash over them as he leaned down sobbing with her, tears streaming down their faces as they tried to understand and heal each other's pain.....

Well that intense. I hope you are enjoying so far.

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