I run into my room and shut the door closed. I angrily take off my shoes and throw them anywhere as I fall to the floor.
Now that I'm inside, I can't hold it anymore. I cry out.I don't want to believe Collins cheated on me. I don't want to believe these nine months were for nothing.I pull at my hair and cry harder. I wonder how long he has been doing this behind my back. How long he has been fucking her. Who knows, she may not even be the only one.I feel like a fool. I feel disgusted with myself. He has been using those lips on mine. To me he is my boyfriend, but what am I to him?His side chick?Or someone he lets out his anger on?Wow, my self respect.I won't be okay with myself, staying here. I know he'll come to me and I really don't want to face him. At least, not now.I don't give it second thought. I don't even want to. He cheated on me or he's cheating on me, whatever. There's no excuse to justify that.I wipe my tears and raise myself from the floor to grab my bag so I can start packing. I carelessly drop my belongings into it. Just as I zip my bag closed, Collins barges into the room.Great.I look at him as he stares at the luggage. Seeing him not makes my heart race. I look away as my tears drop. I meant it when I said I didn't want to see him."Jane." I ignore him as I drop my bag to the floor. "Jane." I give him dead ears and roll it out of the room, ignoring his presence.I sigh deeply with closed eyes as I walk towards the main door. "Jane." He fiercely grabs my arm and twist it behind my back. I yelp as he pulls me towards him, making my bag fall to the floor. Applying more pressure to my hand, he says, "Don't you dare give me that attitude.""You deserve it. You deserve worse. Now let me go." I struggle between his hold, trying my best to be free from the pain he's giving me. First my heart, now my hand."What's your problem." He frowns and looks at my bag. "And where do you think you were going with that?""Somewhere far away from you. I can't live under the same roof with a disgusting person like you."He smirks. "That's not happening." His eyes darken. Nothing seems scarier to me than his eyes right now. They carry so much anger, coldness and...hatred? "A disgusting person like me, uh." His smirk grows wider, remembering my words.I struggle harder at his hold. I can't even bare to look at his eyes without feeling the need to cry profusely. "Let me go, Collins." Is all I have been managing to say.My heartbeat quickens. I want to leave here as fast as I can. I swallow hard as I look at my knee. Without thinking twice, I raise it up to meet his balls. The moment he frees me to grab his manhood, I take the chance to run.Thankfully, I made it to the door. Unfortunately, I didn't make it out of the door. It always ends there.Like why is the door so far. It should have been closer to the rooms. I want to cry.He's painfully on time."Come her, you bitch." He forcefully grabs me and hit my back against the wall. "I told you before. You aren't going anywhere. Don't even try."I stare at him, suprised. Didn't I kick him hard enough?Are my knees as weak as my heart?"Let me go Collins. If you needed me this much, then you shouldn't have cheated on me.""I need you this much. Not for a reason you think, but for a reason that is to my advantage.""What's wrong with you?" I push at his chest. "Why are you so different now?" My tears fall uncontrollably. "Tell me what I did wrong. What exactly didn't I do right?" I hit him hard on his chest.He ignores my hits and smirks. "People change, baby." Heruns his index finger down my face and stops at my chin. I smack his hand away, making his smirk grow wider. "You were just foolish and blinded to see when I did."I move my head to the side when he raises his hand up to touch my lips. I feel so disgusted that the atmosphere is starting to feel suffocating. The home I felt so comfortable with, now brings me discomfort. The man I trusted and thought I could lean on, now makes me think I'm a fool for believing so. The peace, the comfort I thought I could get from him, were all foolish thoughts of mind. I could never get any of those from him. Every word he once said and every action he once made, were all fake. He never meant them. "Tell me you never meant anything. Words, actions,..." My eyes widen as I remember our outing. "The date?"He lets out a mocking laugh and I immediately regret asking. But no, fuck that. I need to know. I need answers. "Tell me Collins.""After everything I just said you are still asking this?" He steps back from me as he continues laughing. "I knew you were foolish, but to this extent?...wow." I blink and do nothing but stand there and watch him hurt me. "I used to mean them, but as I said before which I'm generously going to say again. People change.""Why are you stopping me from going then?" I'm still angry at him but a part of me still wants that side of him what would mind letting me go. That side that shows nothing but affection and not this. Even though I may not get it out of his lips, I hope to see them behind those dangerous looks he's giving me, but I see nothing. Nothing but anger, mockery and hatred.How many seconds did it take him to avert his feelings from something pleasant and affectionate to something horrible and cold."Because..." He pauses and moves closer to me. He gives a straightforward face and tightens his jaw. "I need you. I need a source. I need hope and I need money.""Money?" I shake my head, unbelievably. "So, this has to do with I having a job and you, jobless?" I raise my brows. "Money?" I repeat, and snicker.He hums like he's thinking. "Basically, I need you to acquire money for me. To be clear, you are the link to my source. So about that job whatever, that's bullshit." He twitches his lips. "I don't need your money. I need you to get me money."I bite my bottom lip, trying to hold the tears that threaten to fall. I've shed enough tears before him. That's enough. Now, I need to get out of here. "I need to go Collins and you will let me out of here." I say, authoritatively but he doesn't budge. "Fine another link, whatsoever. That's really none of my concern. Now, if you don't mind, it's getting late." I make an effort to move but that makes him grab my arm and tightens his hold on it. I wince in pain as his nails dig into my skin. I'm definitely not having a mark there but a bruise."No, you're close to being useless. The moment I get what I want, I'll be done with you." His words do no favour to my heart. They are strong and break my heart even more.My heart is currently beyond repair."I'll go. I'll leave you alone and start afresh. I'll forget anything happened between us. This should be enough for you to let me go, shouldn't it? I'll even give you part of my money at the bank. Just let me go." I swallow hardly as my tears gather in my eyes.They always fail me. Just like people. Just like my dad. Just like Collins."No." He says, sternly. "Go back into the room." He commands like I'm his dog. Like I'll obey him and act like he didn't just break my heart and throw hurtful words straight to my face."No, I won't." I don't know where all these audacity from me is coming from but I love it. I jerk my hand away from him and free myself. As much as I want to check how bruised I am, I don't. No time."Don't test my patience."I ignore him and attempt to walk away but he grabs my wrist and pulls me behind him, harshly, as he walks to towards the room. I steady myself as his pull almost make me fall. "Let me go Collins. What are you doing? Let me go." I yell.He ignores me and keeps dragging me. I yell at him as I try keeping up with his fast steps, while using my other hand to loosen his grip on me. Before I know what's happening, he pushes me into the room and quickly locks the door. "Collins!" I hit the door. "Collins!!!" I scream his name louder than before. I bang the door harder when he doesn't reply and then fall to the floor. "Collins." I cry. "Please let me out of here." I hit the door lightly as I cry harder."Please."ALEXANDER'S POV."What should I do to him, boss?"I smirk at the helpless guy in the video call. He's so young and penniless, just like his father. I doubt he's going to make a difference in his life any year from now. He'll end up ageing and wasting his life. I turn to the old man beside me, tied to a chair looking helplessjust like his son in the video call. "It's regrettable. Your son has to pay for your sins. The pleasure it gives me to know I have so much power on other people, is unexplainable. He struggles on his chair, humming and trying to speak. "Mmm mmm." He shakes his head, continuously. "So tell me, what should I do with him.""Mmm mmm." He shakes his head 'no'."I'm sorry, I can't hear you." He puts in more effort to speak through his sealed lips. "Pardon." I bring my ear close to his lips. I smirk, not understanding what's he's saying. I move away from his face and stare at him as he struggles. His vulnerability make me let out a short laugh."There." I point at the
The knock on my door makes me drop my phone and roll my chair forward. "Come in." Seth walks in and bows as usual. "Boss, Collins Fisher is here.""Let him in." I instruct. He walks away and shut the door. Soon, he's back into the office with Collins behind him. "Sit." I say sternly.I could tell he was afraid but he was making little effort to hide it and control himself. He sits opposite me as ordered. I study him as he looks at Seth then checks out my office before landing his eyes on me. "You want us to lend you a huge sum of money." I state, not question, but irregardless, he nods.Before today, Seth told me about another client who wants to borrow money from us just like that old man. I couldn't attend the meeting then because I had something more important to do. More like an issue to handle. Now seeing him, I'm interested. Who knows, he might end up in hell just like that old man. Time will tell."I'm sure you've read the contract and agree to the terms and conditions.""Ye
JANE'S POV. I currently look like a mess. My baggy red eyes, bad breath, dried skin and dirty body. It's going to two days since Collins locked me in this room. I've been on the floor, hugging my knees, crying nonstop. I couldn't sleep last night. How could I when I don't know what Collins motive is? God knows what he is up to. He has never been this way, right? or I was just the one who failed to see this side of him. How disgusting of him to propose a date to me, while he was cheating behind my back. Now, he keeps me locked in this room, leaving me clueless about his intentions. My biggest fear now, is the monster I saw him turn into just yesterday and my gut feeling might be right that I'm not safe at all here. I shouldn't wait to experience it before I believe it. I should start thinking of how to escape from here and Collins. Clara. She's the only one who can help me now. She has always helped me in difficult situations, so she won't stop now. At least, not on such occasion.
"Jane." Clara shakes me. "Jane." I slowly open my eyes to see that the car has stopped. I sit up and look outside the car to see a tall glass building, which is nothing like Clara's house. "Where are we?" I ask in a tired tone."At an hotel. I thought, that if you stay at my house, Collins will find you easily. So, here we are."I nod and follow behind her, out of the car into the hotel, after paying the driver. We check in and go straight to our rooms. "You should shower first."I nod and do as told, clueless on what to wear after my shower.I put on the hotel robe after my shower and walk out."Here. I packed some clothes." I smile lightly at her and take the shirt and shorts from her hand. "Thanks.""Do you want to talk about it?"She asks calmly but I don't reply her and keep dressing. I hear her sigh before walking past me into the bathroom. Exhausted and tired, I climp onto the bed to continue my sleep. I don't fail to shed few tears before forcing myself to sleep.~"Jane
ALEXANDER'S POV. I walk to and fro behind my office chair. My face, calm but my eyes were enough to shoot you dead. The continuous prick of the edges of the razor I've been fiddling with my finger, doesn't seem to affect me. I swallow hardly. My evident adam apple moving up and down. It's the second time in two weeks, I'm realizing that I'm working with people who aren't as smart as I expected them to be. But their foolishness is their business. It shouldn't be rubbed off on my work or anything concerning me. I'm not nice or kind enough to tolerate such. It has never been a trait of mine.I look down at the Collins bastard who kneeled before me. The bastard I had thought wouldn't end up like that old man. The bastard I had thought is worth my time. The bastard that had risen my thought on getting something special. The price. The worth. I wanted nothing but to make the mysterious lady my possession, after the day of my meeting with this bastard. I was meant to have her since last
JANE'S POVI walk out of the bathroom to see Clara on the bed, operating her phone while she waits for me to finish up so we can eat.It's been a week now, if not over a week since the horrible event with Collins happened. Staying in the hotel has been quite comfortable, well, to me but not for Clara. She barely leaves the hotel because she understands I need someone to be with. She even took a leave from work and I really hope she doesn't face problems with her work because of me. My work on the other hand, I don't know.I quickly get dressed and grab the food tray from the trolley. I walk to sit opposite Clara on the bed and place the tray between us."What are you doing?" I ask, seeing that she's still very much engrossed in whatever she's doing with her phone."Oh, I'm searching for a good movie to download. Unfortunately staying here, doing nothing but occupying myself with movies, I feel I've watched all the good thriller movies and series Netflix has to offer." "Well I could h
I sit at the bar, not ready to mingle with the crowd, yet. The music is so loud and doesn't give room for me to think of my sad life. Maybe the club is actually a good start, after all. Clara on the other hand, left me few minutes ago to meet a friend she recognized and hasn't been back to her loner friend since them. So, yeah I'm sitting alone. Currently finishing my third shot of liquor, I turn to the bartender. "Another please." I point into the cup. He gives me a weird look before turning me around round of the liquor. I look away from him only for my eyes to come in contact with a strange guy sitting at the other side of the bar. I furrow my brows and look away as a guy and his drunk girl walk to stand before him to get a drink. I could no longer see him. I stare at the funny dance steps of drunkards and sober people in the dance floor as I take from my liquor.Unconsciously, my eyes move to the strange man again. The guy and girl were no longer there, so I could see him now.
The dj keeps the vibe on in the room with his beats and good music pulsating through the speakers. I keep dancing with Clara, throwing one or two jokes her way due to my already drunken state. Sophie had came to dance with us then left and now she's back again. She briefly complains about George's annoying friends making Clara secretly blush and I can't help but wonder if Sophie also knows about Clara's feelings for George. She has to know, right?Girls notice the little things and like pairing their brothers with their friends atimes. Just like Clara can do the same for her little brother.I, on the other hand, can't relate. I do have a brother, but a step brother and I've never been that close to him because he attended a boarden school. And now, I still can't be close to him cause I'm far away from my family with an identity of my own, due to certain reasons. The thought of my family after a long time, suddenly make my heart ache. I don't like thinking of it. I don't like thinki