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Entering a one-sided love isn't easy, especially if the relationship you have is only for a business. "Why do you have to be alive?" My lips loosened up as I sensed the bitterness in his voice. It is as if he hates my existence so much that he has to do something for me to be gone already. "Why do you even need to be existed in this fucking world if you're just going to ruin my life!" Ciara Hilvano is an innocent and martyr wife who always gets violated by her husband and makes her feel that she's an unwanted wife. This guy really doesn't have any idea that the girl he was hurting and almost killed everyday was secretly suffering from the cancer in heart. The time came when Ciara's life was in big trouble. She almost died because someone tried to threaten her life. What if Ciara can no longer cope with the challenges and trials of her life? What if she just let her own death fetch her? Will Tyron regret all the things he did to Ciara? What if Ciara dies? Will he cry?
TW: Please expect the sensitive content. The topic is more about Violence Against the Woman or so called (Marital Abuse). Physically and Emotionally abusive may destroy your self-worth and lead to anxiety/depression.
"Tyron, please... let me go. I'm begging you, please." I made an attempt to free myself from his grasp, but he's too strong and not even listening to my dramatic plea. I can sense his anger and it's making me weak and my knees tremble. His hold on my wrist was so tight, that I couldn't stop myself but to shred from tears. He just continued dragging me through the dark cage where he often took me and locked me down whenever he didn't like what I was doing.
"T-tyron, it hurts.. please." My heart is clenching, I just felt like crying and begging him to free me, but it's too impossible for him to listen to me. He's really angry and I don't know what I did this time.
"Would you shut the hell up?! You really don't have any idea that you ruined everything, right? You ruined my life, Ciara Hilvano. You ruined everything! And now you're hoping that I'll forgive you?! Hell no! I will make you suffer for everything that you did. As long as you live under my roof and you're in my hands, you will suffer. Did you understand that?! I will make you feel how to have a damn hellish life, just like how you made me feel since you came to my life!" He exclaimed from the top of its lungs.
I couldn't help but drop the tears that were forming in my eyes when he hung those lines, unable to believe that he was blaming me for something that I didn't do.
๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ข๐ถ๐ญ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐๐บ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ.
"Just... please, let me go. You're hurting me.." While tears streamed down my cheeks, I forced myself to escape again from his grip on my arm. But he didn't pay attention to me; instead he pushed me and walked from behind me, as he slightly stooped, making his breath brush against my cheek.
"I will make sure that you will regret everything. I will turn your life into hell as long as I see you breathing." I couldn't look at him but I knew his eyes were glaring at me. His breathing was so heavy and cold that it made me stop from breathing for a moment. After he hit that line, he pushed me away violently causing me to fall from the floor. I could not help but to shut my eyes as I covered my mouth and cried silently.
"Get up." He commanded but I didn't move. My knees were already trembling, I couldn't even feel my body anymore because of the pain, I could barely see anything and my vision was starting to get dim. How could I even get up in my situation right now?
"I said, get up!" he exclaimed. I had no choice but to try what he wanted, but I just ended up lying on the floor again. It hurts. It hurts so much that I could just lie down here all my life and never get up anymore.
I just wanted to lie with my body getting cold and lifeless on the floor. That could be better than this, I guess. I wouldn't feel any pain if I'd let my body surrender already.
Trembling, shaking and weakening. What else should I feel? Is this really what I deserved? I can't really do it anymore, can I just give up? There's no sense of living anymore, tho.
"I can't take it anymore." I muffled myself, letting my tears fall even though I can't even feel it escaping from my eyes. I'm too tired to feel anything.
I just felt his heavy footsteps coming toward me and sitting in front of me.
"Why does it have to be you?" When I heard him uttering those words, I looked up at him, and hoped I hadn't done it. I just hope I didn't look into him just to see his dark aura. I could feel his rage and saw the coldness in his eyes. My heart was shattering, I couldn't look at his eyes, that's why I immediately lowered my head, and averted my gaze on him.
"Why do you have to be alive?" My lips loosened up as I sensed the bitterness in his voice. It is as if he hates my existence so much that he has to do something for me to be gone already.
"Why do you even need to be existed in this fucking world if you're just going to ruin my life!" Suddenly, I was taken aback. My mouth started to shake as my eyes expanded, when I felt a cold thing pointed at my forehead, my entire system seemed to tremble when I realized what he was holding and pointing at me.
๐.. ๐๐ถ๐ฏ?
"N-no.. Tyron, no. Please, don't do this.." I felt like my body turned into rock, I couldn't move, my breathing started to get heavier, my chest was moving thru up and down because of nervousness. My heart was breaking again and again, I can't recognize him anymore. I can only see the rage, pain, and hatred from him, and the pity I used to see in his eyes has vanished, leaving me fearful and anxious.
"Do you know what will happen to you once I shoot this damn gun to your head, huh?" He scoffed at me, while his eyes were full of anger.
"I-im sorry, please forgive me for whatever I've done. J-just, please.. put it down, Ty. It's not funny, you're scaring me, stop doing this to me, I'm begging you. . please!" The uncontrollable tears that were shredding down on my face didn't stop anymore, I couldn't breathe properly, my eyes were getting blurry again. It's aching and breaking me, seeing the man I love were not scared anymore to hurt me.
But it seems like his heart has turned into stone already, he can't even listen to me.
"Shut up, I'm tired of your bullshit. So, shut up! Once I pulled this fucking triggerto you, you'll probably be dead. But because I love how you begged for your life," he put down the gun and a sarcastic smirk plastered on his lips.
"I'll let you live," he added, ''that makes me break down.
"You still have a chance to say goodbye to your loved ones who don't even care about you. Go for it. I won't stop you, anyway. At least, bid a goodbye to them before you leave this world, right? Isn't it respectful to leave them without saying goodbye?" He chuckled, I was momentarily taken aback when he stated that, my foggy vision fixed on him as he pointed out my parents hating me. I smiled bitterly, what's not to believe about that, it's the truth anyway.
He hated me, my parents hated me. I hate myself, everyone hates me. What else could I expect? No one ever wants to accept me in their lives. It's my destiny to be hated by everyone, that's not new to me. It's always like this, same old shit.
"It's true, isn't it? That is why they force me to marry you, it is all because you're such a burden to them! Unluckily, I didn't know that, that's why I'm here. Suffering because of you." His sharp eyes darted on me. I couldn't help but lean my head down and take a deep breath. I didn't have any more tears to shred and my eyes and body were already exhausted. It'll just be nonsense if I don't stop from sobbing.
"Worthless!" Just as he pushed me inside the dark, cramped room, was the loss of my consciousness as my head accidently hit the wall.
๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ.
๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ง ๐'๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ.
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