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

look that

said, "It

didn't pay me the rent of the

know

my patience running

"How would I know…"

moment, he said, "Her daughter was looking

you should have chosen the younger one even

3 "Here…"

and said, "Now, I paid your

me if you know where they

the money

diner at the corner, also there

there when they

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

this chasm inside me that spread with each hour that

hated her for what

when she barged into my life she opened old wounds

cared for her fucking welfare

they had come back to haunt me making it hard to fall asleep so I spent my time by arranging a place

In a perfect world I wouldn't

perfect world she

fucking world we would have been living in Black Mountain at Aaron estate with a family of our own, surrounded with

the elevator took me to the top floor, my insides

grasped for excuses because knowing Kristian he would make a

elevator it still didn't dampen my happiness about the

helped me, he had handed

asked for five thousand dollars but shockingly without another word he had

texted him but I hadn't gotten any reply, and

tell him how grateful I was for

opened and I stepped

was quiet, it seemed even the air conditioner didn't dare hum in fear of the devil here, Phoebe the young inter gave me a small smile and murmured as if in

i nodded.

I could guess why.

my purse on the

deep breath before I made my way to the glass

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

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

"Ahh…"

left me as he held my hand behind

"What are you doing?"

"Where were you?"

he was

I was familiar with it and it filled

wasn't feeling well—

up moaning in pain when he twisted my arm and grabbed my

backward, he leaned

my cheek and then he took my earlobe into his

He gritted out, "Liar."

"I am not lying,"