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

a judgemental look that

said, "It

the rent of the last

you know where she

my patience running

"How would I know…"

said, "Her

you should have chosen the younger

3 "Here…"

few bills and

you

took the money and

corner, also there is a women's shelter not far

go there when

idea about Elsa's whereabouts but still I made my way to the diner

I felt helpless and there was this chasm inside me that spread

for what

the way she broke me but when she barged into my life she opened old wounds

one was the most obvious, I still cared for her fucking welfare even though she had hurt me and stabbed me in

fall asleep so I spent my time by arranging a place for her to live so she wouldn't have to live in this filthy place with her mother who

a perfect world I

world she

have been living in Black Mountain at Aaron estate with a family of our own,

the elevator took me to the top floor, my

because knowing Kristian he would make a scene and

made me hesitate to step out of the elevator it still

had handed me a

would need so I had asked for five thousand

but I hadn't gotten any reply, and now I

tell him how

and I

the devil

i nodded.

I could guess why.

I placed my purse on the desk the buzzer went off and

took a deep breath before I made my way

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

entered, his strong fingers grabbed my hand and slammed me

"Ahh…"

me as he held my hand

"What are you doing?"

"Where were you?"

on an edge, like he was teetering between insanity and utter

him, I was familiar with it and it filled me with

wasn't feeling well—

ended up moaning in pain when he twisted

my head backward, he leaned

took my

He gritted out, "Liar."

"I am not lying,"