68. You're Mine

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WARNING:
Violence

  

Cecelia

  

I'VE BEEN judged by a lot of people before. Harsh words were thrown in my direction.

Ambisyosa, ilusyonada at babaeng kapit sa patalim.

Why? Because unlike others, I ask for more. More than what the world could give me. Ganoon naman kasi ang reyalidad ng buhay. Walang mangyayari kung hindi ka magsusumikap.

Meeting Lui was the one way ticket to paradise that I have been waiting for. I couldn't even believe that he noticed me. Him! Of all people!

Pera lang daw ang habol ko kaya ko siya pinatulan, sabi nila.

Well, they were right. I want his money, more than I want him. Never bothered me, though.

Sino ba sila sa akin.

He took me away, he dressed me, he made me who I am. And in return I gave him my body and my soul.

God, it was amazing, everything about him.

He made me believe in heaven.

And I learned to love him. I mean, who wouldn't? A man willing to give his all for me. A man willing to love me, even after knowing where I came from.

Hindi ko inakalang ako rin ang mahuhulog sa sarili kong patibong.

But there's always something to spoil your happiness.

"Where have you been, dear?"

I stopped approaching the stairs. Shit! I didn't know that he would be home early. I calmed myself.

"Out. With a friend," I shortly replied. As I was about to continue walking, he held my arm. I tried my best not to flinch.

"You fucking liar," he hissed. "You went to see him, didn't you..."

Yes, I did, you motherfucker. But I chose not to speak.

He clicked his tounge and went to my side to whisper to me. "You heard what I said about this, right, Celia? I told you what would happen," he said, words filled with venom.

"Vikram, please, don't do this," I begged him. This devil incarnate who took everything away from me.

"No, dear," he chuckled then touched my cheek gently. "You did this to yourself."

I screamed as he dragged me up the stairs, into his room, then, as always, tied me to the bed. My strength is nothing compared to his. I felt like a rag doll, not being able to do anything.

"Please, Vik, no! Don't!" I begged and kicked and turned. Nothing ever works. "Don't do this to me please!" He never listens and no one offers a helping hand.

A helper or not, in the end, we're all slaves.

Then suddenly, he was on top of me. My arms and legs are spread wide open, after he tied them on each posts of this bed.

He grabbed my jaw and made me look at him.

"I said this would happen, didn't I, dear... I said this would happen and you still didn't listen to me!" he growled in anger.

"Nag usap lang kami!" depensa ko. "Ano bang problema doon?!"

"You? Talk? Ha! What do you take me for? An idiot? I know you still have feelings for him, you slut. Don't try to lie, I've seen you with other men!"

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