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 didn't care

said, "It seemed

me the rent

you know where she

my patience running

"How would I know…"

moment, he said, "Her daughter was

wife you should

3 "Here…"

and

if you know

the money

goes to the diner at the corner, also there is a women's shelter not

there when they have

didn't have any idea about Elsa's whereabouts but still I made my way to the diner and

felt helpless and there was this chasm inside me that spread with each hour that passed with me not knowing if she

for what

me but when she barged into my life she opened old wounds and made all the feelings I had vaulted inside me bubble

obvious, I still cared for her fucking welfare even though she had hurt me and stabbed

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

perfect world

world she

been living in Black Mountain at Aaron estate with a family of our own, surrounded with the woods that has our

the top

Kristian he would make a scene and find

elevator it still didn't dampen my happiness about the fact that not far from here I had

hadn't just helped me, he had handed

wasn't sure how much money I would need so I had asked for

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

meet him and tell him how

elevator opened and I

of the devil here, Phoebe

i nodded.

I could guess why.

purse on the desk the buzzer went off

deep breath before I made my way to the glass

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

fingers grabbed my hand and slammed me against

"Ahh…"

me as he held my hand behind my back while he pressed me into the

"What are you doing?"

"Where were you?"

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

was familiar

wasn't feeling

pain when he twisted

head backward, he

he took my earlobe into his mouth and bit down

He gritted out, "Liar."

"I am not lying,"