As I walk to my room feeling anxious about what I just did, I remember Elijah's expressions looking proud about my actions.
Remembering his lifeless body under me. My heart raced every time I thought about it, but I knew I had to do it.
My hands shook as I went up stage towards Elijah as he proudly put his arm around my shoulder with a small smirk looking at me.
I didn't smile, I didn't show anything, neither anger, regret, or satisfaction, all I did was stay there looking at the huge crowd of men looking at me. I could see some staring up and down and others looked at my chest, either looking at my scar or my boobs.
Carlos was there, his back against the wall looking at me with a smirk.
Elijah introduces me to all his men. The way he said my name with his last, I knew people would think I am the same, that I don't care about how he treats people.
I am nothing like that, but knowing how I have to become, people will think I am the same.
As I open the door, I walk in taking a look around my room. I close the door as my back makes contact against the door. I take a deep breath wanting Jason's arms around me, wishing he was here to help me with this shit.
But I knew I couldn't have him right now.
I could feel a knot down my throat as my chin trembled, feeling some tears on my eyes. I fell to my knees as my arms went on top of them and my cheek made contact with them. I close my eyes as I let the tears fall.
A small sob came out and I could feel myself trembling with every breath I took.
"Fuck!" I say almost yelling, I could hear the pain in my voice as I try to make all the feelings go away and continue with what I have to do.
I stand up walking towards my bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. My eyes look swollen and my cheeks look red as well as my nose.
I felt my hands turn into fists as my knuckles turn white. I wanted to break everything. To destroy whatever comes in front of me, but my actions do otherwise.
I just stayed there. Doing nothing, letting all emotions consume me without letting them out.
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Someone knocks on my door making me open my eyes adjusting them to the light. I slowly stand up walking towards the door looking at Carlos standing there with a small smirk.
"Damn you look awful." He chuckles.
"No shit." I roll my eyes walking back to bed leaving the door open for Carlos to come in.
"Everyone is shocked about yesterday." He says. He is leaning on the wall staring at me.
I look at him and somehow he looks like someone I know. I couldn't tell who but he is very familiar.
"It's going to sound weird but. Are we related?" I ask out of nowhere making him chuckle.
"Yes." He answered, shocking me a little but made me a little glad knowing I know someone.
"How?"
"My mom and Elijah are siblings." He says.
We are cousins.
He looks a lot like Cameron. Not in the bad way but he has some similar features that maybe they got it from Elijah.
"It's nice knowing someone at least." I sighed.
"You are about to know more people don't worry."
I know having at least Carlos will make me feel better but I know I can't trust him right away. Cameron was also part of my family and he did shit to me.
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Her Only Hope
RomanceSequel of His Only Rose. Make sure to read that one first! Rose's life didn't turned out as planned. After living a year with ups and downs, love, war, and loss, she promised herself to finish the war they started and get revenge on everything they...