Saved By The Devil

Who Can I Run To

Layla POV

After last night, I just can't take this anymore. Evan is becoming more and more violent. I can't believe I ever slept with him willingly. I guess when you don't really know what love is you're easily fooled. All my life people called me naive, but that's about to change.
I reached in my nightstand and pulled out my cellphone. I hadn't touched it since my first day here because I was afraid of what my friends and family were saying. I just didn't want to disappoint or upset them. I plugged up my phone and waited for it to charge.
A few minutes later my phone came on and immediately started blowing up with messages, I knew they were all worried. To my surprise it was the opposite. Everyone was just pissed at me for not replying, even my family. I wanted to respond, but what could I say? They would never believe the truth and E had that tape of us. I decided to check some emails instead, hoping for better news. Instead, I had several emails stating that I had been evicted from my home and all my stuff was put in the garbage. Evan has officially ruined every part of life. I couldn't leave him even if I wanted to... I needed him to survive. I cut my phone back off and tossed it in the trash. That part of my life was over and I just needed to accept it.
I walked in the kitchen where E was grabbing some fruit from the fridge.
"Is it ok if I go to the gym... Daddy" as I forced a fake smile. He turned to look at me, grabbing my ponytail and pulling my head back. "Yeah, but you betta be a good girl this time or there will be some real consequences" he whispered.
He let me go and I scurried out the door making my way to the elevator.
I really didn't feel like working out, I just wanted to get away from him for a while. I knew the gym would be empty because no one in the building ever used it. I rolled out a yoga mat and laid on the floor of the dimly lit room staring at the ceiling. I had been there about 15 minutes when I heard the door open. I looked up to see Aug. Damn, this nigga don't know when to quit. I swear he won't be satisfied until E fucking kills me for talking to him.
He rolled out a mat and sat down next to me.
"How ya feeling?" He asked lowly.
"Fine. What kinda of question is that?"
"I mean, umm- how have you been?" He stuttered, looking as if I had caught him doing something.
"Fine, you're the one acting weird"
"You right ma" he chuckled. "Do you remember what I told you last time?" He said eyeing me. " I still do... want you, I mean" he whispered.
"Aug just shut the fuck up! It's not gonna happen. You have no idea what my life is like, and even if you did there's nothing you or I can do to change it!" I yelled, sitting up placing my back against the wall and bringing my knees to my chest.
Aug sat up placing his feet against the wall and putting his knees around mine so that we were eye to eye.
"Then tell me... please" he pleaded.
I paused, debating whether or not I could trust him. I mean, what do I have to lose. I detailed my experiences with E while Aug watched me intently. I was expecting him to have a crazy reaction or call me a liar, but he didn't. He just listened. When I was done talking, he placed his hand under my chin, gently lifting my head. He didn't say a word, he just stared into my my eyes. He took his other hand and wiped the tears from my face. Leaning in slowly he began to kiss me passionately. I didn't resist. I wasn't sure how I felt about him, but it was nice being wanted by someone that didn't want to hurt me. His lips were so soft. He never closed his eyes during the kiss, and we maintained eye contact. Normally this would be weird, but he had me in a trance. The longer we kissed the more I wanted him. I had to stop this.
"Aug no" I said turning my head and pulling away.
He let out a breathy sigh, keeping his eyes on me.
"I got you shawty, I promise." He confessed.
"Just give me a week and he'll be out of your life."
"How?" I asked confused.
"Don't worry about all that. Once he's gone you can stay with me until you're back on your feet. Don't worry, yeah I want you bad, but I'll never treat you like that nigga... ever" he said. I watched as the words dripped from his lips like honey. I wanted to believe him, hell I wanted him. But over the past months Evan had definitely taught me one thing. Trust your eyes, not your ears....

Author's Note
Can Aug save Layla? 👀
Is Aug too good to be true? 👀👀

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