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"Get the bitch out!" She shouted with her hands on her hips.

"What are you doing?" Adrian sternly asked standing up.

"Oh please" she raised a hand at him.

"I cannot fold my hands and let you take me for granted. You think I don't know what going on here". she stepped closer to me and Adrian hurried in between us protectively.

She let out a short laugh "Have you gone fucking mad now, How could you bring this bitch into my house. Have you forgotten what humiliation she caused me." she threw her hands in the air, faced flushed with anger.

"Let's talk about this outside".  He says.

"Why outside? so you can deceive me. We will talk right here after am done with her".

"You will not touch her" He told her.

Yes she should touch me!... I mean seriously if she doesn't touch me then how am I gonna truly believe am In an enemy's house.

If Adrian is pretending to be so soft all this while, he still shouldn't be stopping Venessa.

I know she must be plotting so many awful things against me. I haven't seen her in quite a while now and I wasn't expecting her to be so welcoming or sweet and kind to me ofcourse I wasnt, I haven't gone mad.

He pulled her with him outside closing the door behind him, she screamed curses not able to free herself from his grip.

"Let go of me" I heard her shout from outside my room.

"After everything I have done for you, You ungrateful man, now you just want to throw me away like some piece of shit".

"Will you shut up for once". I heard him say.

"No, unless that woman gets thrown out of my house I will not shut up and I definitely will not let you have treat me like some woe." She fired back.

A woe? Is she his woe, is that why she's in his house?  Am still not  surprised there. But has she no class or dignity of her own as a woman.

"Let's talk about this upstairs". H spoke softly but I heard anyway because I tiptoed to the door and placed my ear on it. It is said in order to defeat an enemy know his weakness first.

Maybe Adrian has a weakness I don't know of, Everyone has and I hope she spill the beans.

Go on. Keep being mad, shout like the woe you are.

"If you see me step away from here then she's out of this house". she just doesn't give up does she?

Keep it coming, I don't mind.

"It's my house and I will decide who stays here". Why doesn't he want them to talk there, what is she hiding that he's afraid she might spill.

"You used me, you made me feel like I was something to you". She paused "What does she got that I don't?" She asked as she cries.

"Venessa please, do not create a scene".

"A scene." She cried, the voice that was just soft and shaky has become hard now.

"You used me for your selfish motives, you toyed with my emotions and turn me into your personal woe. And now you think am creating a scene. Would it be a scene enough if I go ahead and tell Kendrick everything.. will it?". She huffed.

"You wouldn't dare". He challenged.

"You know what I can and cannot do so throw her out". She warned

"She's not leaving". He raised his voice and sighed.

"Why? because you want to keep her close, because you want to hold her and look at her everyday. Because you cannot do without her or because you have gone so soft that woman has become your weakness. You have gone so weak and desperate as to kidnap her parents just to bribe her to come to you". She spilled it, she finally did.

I gasp loudly stepping back, so many fast steps that I hit the bed with so much impact I fell.

Weakness, she's your weakness.

What is she saying. What did I just hear? When did I become Adrian's weakness. I am Adrian's weakness. I....I....WHAT THE...

How can someone who probably wants me dead let me become his weakness.

"Venessa". And then the sound of a slap came next.

"How dare you!".  She exclaimed.

"You will regret ever raising your hand on me, you are nothing, nothing without me just remember that and you will pay for this adrian, you will pay". Her voice slowly fades away along with her footsteps into nothingness.

If you are someone's weakness, it only means you are a big part of their life, does he....am I...not that can't be.

The door opened, he walked in and leaned on it staring at me.

I looked up at him baffled and speechless, I don't think a heart attack is far away.

"You heard everything didn't you". His tone and eyes have soften.

He came to sit beside me, legs crossed. I didn't move or try to get away from him. I just blinked blankly at him.

"I don't hate you lily, I never did". He shook his head looking at the white wall Infront of us.

Can someone please for the love of God just kill me right now because that's a big fat lie and I just want to die of shock.

"You were just a girl who doesn't give up and never stopped getting in my way whenever I tried hurting Kendrick". He began

That was actually the first question on my tongue. Why did he hurt me then if he never hated me.

"I did hate Kendrick and I still do. It's a feeling, a strong one that I can't help but feel". He looked at me into my eyes that are hardly blinking, into those shocked black pupil through my glasses.

He slowly and gently took my glasses off and chucked.

"I know what you must be thinking, Am the most wicked person on this planet and that I even hired a goon to rape you". He sighed tiredly.

"You already heard her scream everything out, I just wanted you to know that five years ago. I knew you were strong enough to fight him, I did wanted to hurt you for everything but I was immature and selfish and didn't recognize my feelings back then".  He bit on his lower lip, he pulled his shirt and began to clean my glasses with it.

Ok am definitely gonna be sick now. My whole body couldn't figure the right temperature because it went cold then hot again. My beating heart rate is enough to open my chest and fall.

I am not falling for this, I am not mad and I am definitely not a lunatic. He can't get to me by cooking up lies but alright I will go along.

"I really need you". After a long silence, he trailed off and that's it. Those four words did the job. I FAINT.

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