You Can Never Escape Me(BxB)

t w e n t y f i v e

Anthony Lawrence

Don't think he loves you.

The moment he gets tired of you, he'll get rid of you and trust me it won't take long.

Leah's words repeated themselves over and over again in my head and I couldn't think clearly anymore.

The moment Elias and I stood there in silence, his arms wrapped around me, gently kissing my cheek, was too good to be true. This was only a facade to manipulate me into thinking my situation was alright.

I thought that I would get used to this thought of being his property, but I couldn't stop hoping for a miracle to happen.

I truly believed that even after I threw my cake into Jace's face and Elias still didn't want to punish me, that things would get better.

Everything I wanted was to be happy again, even if it was just for a second. I didn't think I'd ever say that in my life, but I couldn't remember how it felt to be truly happy.

Fortunately, Leah pulled me back into reality and showed me that Elias wasn't and will never be a nice and caring guy. He even told me that the one thing he wants to do the most was to get me laid during our wedding night.

The feeling of worthlessness suffocated me. All the people who wanted Elias to punish me for something that wasn't even my fault, everybody hating me for replacing Leah, the hateful and disgusted glares I got from Elias' family and so on. It was all making me sick.

I worked so hard my entire life. I refused to go to parties, to meet up with friends and just do teenager stuff, to become the best in the end. And now that I was finally where I always wanted to be, someone stumbles into my life to make me his boytoy.

Anger and frustration were boiling up inside of me and without thinking I took the flower vase next to the TV and threw it against the wall.

After Elias told me to go, so that Leah and him could talk in private, I immediately rushed into his room to pack my stuff.

As I stepped into his room I wasn't ready for all the roses, the slow and romantic music, the sweet scent of vanilla and candles that were the only thing that enlightened the room. What made me feel even more nauseous were the condoms and lube on Elias' nightstand. Everything happened against my will and nobody fucking cared about me.

My whole body was shaking and my loud heartbeats were the only sound I could hear as I searched a bag and just some random clothes in his closet. I sadly didn't have my own stuff, but I couldn't flee this hellhole in a white suit.

I quickly took it off and put on a black jeans and a black sweater instead, hoping that nobody would spot me.

But even if someone would see me fleeing and shoot at me, it wouldn't be the worst thing that would happen to me tonight. At least, I would die with a little bit of dignity left.

As I also packed a bottle of water, an apple and a little bit of money I was ready to go, but my body wasn't functioning properly. I suddenly saw black spots everywhere and the world around me turned upside down. My heart was beating at an unhealthy pace and it was hard to breath.

Against my will I sat down on the bed to get my panic attack under control, what didn't work quite well.

"Tony?" I suddenly heard Sam's voice. I looked up from the floor to see him rolling over to me in his wheelchair. He was still too weak to walk and needed a little bit of time to fully recover, but mentally he was completely back to normal, which wasn't good at all in my situation. I didn't like the fact that he was really considering me as his dad. We barely knew each other and he was the reason I was here in the first place.