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ฺ*♪⋆ฺ｡*:･♪ 𝑛𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 ｡ฺ*:♪ฺ｡*:･
ᴀʟᴇs ᴘᴏᴠ
"Alejandro where can she be?" My sobbed in my arms
"Idk" I answered honestly.
It's been 5 months and nothing. I feel hopeless at this point but I didn't want to show that to my mom. For Endless nights my mother cried for y/n to come back but she didn't. I couldn't bear to see my mom like this. I was also worried for y/n. In the back of my head I thought
'What if she's dead?'
I pushed those thoughts aside thinking positive.
"She will be here soon" I said rubbing her back
"My poor little baby is probably terrified " she cried
"Don't worry we will find her"
ʏ/ɴs ᴘᴏᴠ
" please don't hurt me" I said as I held my hands near my face
"You disobeyed AGAIN!" He scolded at me
I flinched shaking in fear
"I'm sorry" I cried
"That's all you say! I DONE WITH YOUR FUCKING SORRYS"
He raised his hand up slapping me across the face. A red hand print appeared on my cheek making me hiss in pain.
"I FUCKING HATE YOU"
I rolled into a ball protecting my stomach knowing what was coming.
Whip after whip, my body was starting to give out. I continued to protect my stomach letting him take several hits to my Body
ᴍᴀᴛᴛɪᴀs ᴘᴏᴠ
My hand kept going up letting the whip hit her back. I noticed blood was coming on her shirt and that's when I stopped. Pain was all I felt. I was hurting her. I promised that I wouldn't lay a hand on her. Pure anger filled my body making my blood boil. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks slowly going onto the floor.
Dropping to my knees I brought her to my lap sobbing into her hair
"I'm so sorry"
I rocked her back and fourth not having her respond
"What are you doing to me?" I gritted through my teeth
I watched as her red puffy eyes let out some tears. Her face was covered in bruises and cuts as well as her body. Her once sweet floral scent was now gone from how many days I've left her in here.
I promised myself that I wasn't going to fall in love but I did. She was addicting. Her voice was so angelic and soft. It was soothing and I could listen to her talk all day. Her body was addicting. Her soft skin melted with my touch. I liked the effect I had on her. She always blushed when I complemented her. And the way her body fit perfectly in my arms. I smiled thinking of the first time I saw her with ale.
I looked down at her to not see the same smile I use to see on her. Instead her face was pale and filled with bruises. Her once sweet smile disappear. I haven't seen her happy. I thought I made her happy. I laid her on the bed rubbing her stomach. We haven't visited the doctors but I've searched up on what she has to do in order to take care of herself. I want to change but idk if I can.
