Love Aint Always Pretty

Velleitie

- a wish or powerful desire for something that nonetheless is not or cannot be followed by actions meant to pursue it

Origin: Latin

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SAVANNAH'S POV

The following days in England, I was living a harmonious life at home because Damon won't be around all the time. I would still go out to shop but I could feel some people following me secretly wherever I go and I know they're Damon's people. Aries would send me some gifts too and I won't let Damon know about it because he will go nuts again. He's very hard to handle when he's intense and it's very unusual of him to be this strict and so jealousy.

We were even invited to this birthday celebration of Mr. Mikel Edwards. He's one of Damon's closest family friend. I'm not really in the mood to go there tomorrow because I don't know the people who'll be attending. I don't wanna see fake people pretending to other fake people but Damon keeps on forcing me to go. We even fought about it last night too so I had no choice.

While I was in the middle of my sleep one night, a loud bang woke me up all of a sudden. I thought someone got into the house and started stealing things from here or maybe someone got in and tried to kill the maids. I quickly sat on my bed and turned on the light from my lampshade then saw a sight of Damon standing by the doorway. I don't like what I'm seeing of how he is standing right before me.

He turns on the light of the entire room and he looked drunk as hell. He's really wasted as hell and I don't know what's his reason this time that he's drunk but I wouldn't want to know because the last time he was drunk, the reason was his jealousy over Aries. I asked myself what have I done this time because the way he looks at me, kills me.

"Do you know what time it is?" I asked.

Give a pregnant woman some sleep. I whined on my thoughts.

He nods. "Three in the morning."

"Right and you just got home." I say.

He grins. "You're worried."

I gulped.

"Shouldn't I?" I arched an eyebrow.

He didn't say anything anymore and just stared at the floor. I don't know if he's looking at the floor at his feet.

"You look lovely." He slurred as he pulled his head up to me.

I took a deep breath in. "Damon, get to bed and have your sleep."

"YOU." He emphasized loudly and points his finger at me. "You... you are my wife. Mine. My own. My property."

Damon starts walking closer to me and every inch he gets closer, my heart just wants to step back. I quickly slipped myself out from the bed to stay away from him but he grabs my arm so fast and pulled me to him. He was dragging me closer to his body while I was trying to fight him back but it was no use.

"Where do you think you're going huh? Savannah?" He asked me.

"Damon please. It's late."

"Who cares if it's fucking late?"

I tried to pull myself away. "Other people will hear us!"

"This is my mansion! I can YELL as loud as I want to in the middle of the fucking night!!" He exclaims.

I tried to pull myself away again but I couldn't move a muscle. "Let me go Damon. You're hurting me."

He laughs. "Hurting you?"

He laughs louder.

"Savannah. I hurt you? When? When was the last time I hurt you? When did I ever hurt you? Don't be selfish bitch."

My brows creasing.

This isn't Damon. I hate it so much when he becomes like this. This isn't the Damon that I used to know. He's scaring me right now and his tight grip on my arm is making me want to run out of the room and ask for help.

In a second he grabbed both of my cheeks with one hand. "You always forget that you're mine Savannah."

to speak against my

saying please? Am I hurting you?" He says with red eyes. I'm

"Y-yes..." I stuttered.

"I love

doing this. I want to run away from him. I want to hide. I want

eight months pregnant and I need to make sure I won't get

know the truth okay?" He asked me like he's

whimper

I nod frighteningly.

He trails

my trembling

Is. The. Father. Of

out from my chest when he asked that unexpectedly and I don't want to answer him on this condition right now. He's so drunk and he will get mad at me. I couldn't dare on saying that it's Nick's baby because he

ask you again

this is

a little while he pushes me down on the bed. My back aches as I landed hard on the mattress and he grabs both of my arms up above my head while his

fucking father?!" He

my

"Y-you..." I lied.

grabbed my cheeks again to face him. So many tears running down the corners of my eyes and I don't know

fucking liar!"

lying." I cried as

results you liar. The fucking

What results? What is he talking about? What is he doing behind my back

so helpless with my position because he's too strong and I could not move him away from me. I'm scared that he will do something to my unborn baby once he'll know Nick is the father. He's going to hate it and he's going to hurt me. I'm sure he

"I'm infertile." He screeched.

make a baby. He's infertile. Can somebody just slit my throat right now and kill me? I can't accept the fact that he can't make

much scared

fucking make a baby Savannah..." His grip

pregnant." He says under his breath. He bends his

"Damon..." I whimpered.

sudden he pulled his head up and looked at me with teary eyes. I couldn't find anything to say to him just to console his broken heart because I think there's no right

to have a baby with Nick. It's been one of my dream to have a baby from him but as I look at it now, I pity Damon. I pity him yet I'm so frightened of

I called out his name again but softly

My throat feels dry.

anything."

want me

on the same cheek. I cried on top of the bed and he pulled me up as he takes a grip

Stop it!" I

little bitch!" He

hanging against the wall had fallen down on the ground. The glasses were shattered into pieces

slowly growing. "Argh...." I whimpered while my

walking around in circles with his hands holding onto his hair. His tie was loosened and

Is everything alright in there?" I could hear Mrs. Darla, our fifty-nine year old house helper, calling out

Damon asked me with cold

Im sorry." I

lower lip and covered my mouth. I shake my

"Sorry." He repeats impassively.

He chuckles emotionlessly.

that fucking guy, or whoever it was,

knocks from the door

He

to me. I tried to run away but he gripped onto my elbow and threw me against the wall again. He stands before me and suddenly grabbed my neck with both of his hands. He pinned me hard against the wall and kept choking me while my tears kept rolling down the corners of my eyes. I held onto his hands, trying to pull them away from me

I need to breathe...

But I can't.

is coming into

cried while struggling from his hands

face but I couldn't reach it. He stares at me, like he's determined to kill me tonight. I cried for more. I tried to scream out for some help but I

around me is a blur. But before I could lose my eyesight, a view of Damon choking me is the last thing I saw. His green eyes full of