Blackmailed For Love

Did she run away?

Did she decide I was asking for too much? But, was I? Maybe… I don't fucking know.

From the very fucking beginning Elsa had made me confuse, made me fight my own self.

And she was still doing it half a decade later.

But… Where was she? Why wasn't she here yet? All those questions kept my mind in a spin, not making it possible for me to relax.

I paced in my office, my eyes darting to my watch for the fifteenth time and it was only five minutes since I last checked.

But my patience was shot to hell and I didn't care that it was only half past ten.

She was late and a pit had opened up in my stomach as to why she wasn't here yet.

I didn't want to admit it, what kind of man I would be if I admitted that I was fucking worried for the girl who had betrayed me, stomped on my heart and tore my trust into smithereens.

1 Did something happen? It was a hell hole where she lived.

I shouldn't have left her there.

I raked my fingers through my hair.

A fucked up part of me wanted her as much as before, but this time with a darkness that was out of control.

I had let her go, but now that she was here… I couldn't do it again.

I grabbed my car keys and stormed out of my office, unable to wait anymore.

3 Half an hour later I parked my car outside the rundown building and walked inside.

A thought for the safety of my car crossed my mind but for once I couldn't care less.

I walked up the stairs, not knowing where I was going but wanting to know if she was okay.

I will deal with her later after I had made sure that nothing bad had happened then I will let her know what happens when she keeps me waiting.

I came to the first floor and every door was locked.

On the second floor I saw an old man who didn't listen when I asked him if he knew about two women who lived here.

But then on the third floor 1 heard a middle aged man muttering as he locked a door.

"Leaving without paying rent.

Shouldn't have trusted her sad story.

It's always the same-"

"Excuse me."

The man tumed, looked at me up and down and said, "You don't belong here."

Tell me something I don't know like where my little girl was.

"I am looking for a girl and her mother.

Blonde hair, blue eyes…"

do you ? "I am her

judgemental look that I

said, "It

didn't pay me the rent of

know

my patience running

"How would I know…"

a moment, he said, "Her daughter was looking

wanted a wife you should have

3 "Here…"

bills and said, "Now, I paid

if you know where

took the money and pocketed

corner,

usually go there when they have

but still I made my way to the diner and then to the shelter

this chasm inside me that spread with each hour that passed with

hated her for what

into my life she opened old wounds and

cared for her fucking welfare even though she had hurt me and stabbed

come back to haunt me making it hard to fall asleep so I spent my time by

In a perfect world

she wouldn't

Aaron estate with a family of our own, surrounded with the

the top

a scene and find another way to humiliate me for not coming in

with the Devil himself made me hesitate to step out of the elevator

handed me a lifeline and he

I would need so I had asked for five

any reply,

had to meet him and tell him how grateful I was for

and I stepped

in fear of the devil here, Phoebe the young inter gave me a small smile and murmured as if in warning,

i nodded.

I could guess why.

my purse on the desk

before I made my way to the glass

as the blinds were already drawn and it was the reason that he took me

soon as I entered, his strong fingers grabbed my hand and slammed me against the wall

"Ahh…"

hand behind my back

"What are you doing?"

"Where were you?"

an edge, like he was teetering

him, I was familiar with it and it filled me

wasn't feeling well—

pain when he twisted my arm and grabbed my

head backward,

ghosted on my cheek and then he took my earlobe into his mouth and

He gritted out, "Liar."

"I am not lying,"