POV: Claire
“Where the fuck do you think you are going?” he asked me fiercely, pushing me roughly on the wall repeatedly, trying to hurt me.
“What the hell is wrong with you, What has come over you, Kyle!
Stop it!
You are hurting me!
Stop it!” I yelled at him, but he wouldn’t let me go. He kept hitting me on the wall, making me scream in pain. The doorman and valet intervened and pushed him away from me. They pushed him so hard that he fell on his butt and yelped furiously. He was back on his feet the next second and he tried to attack them but they stood up to him and forced him to back up.
“You are not going anywhere Claire, we are going to face this together because this is all your fault. I wouldn’t be in this pathetic situation if I wasn’t dating a fucking child who can not do anything without her sister. You caused this Claire, and you must fix it!” he yelled at me, pacing the walkway like a lunatic.
“Are you fucking insane!” I screamed at him, shaking my head to clear my thoughts because I didn’t understand what he was talking about. The more I tried to understand what he was saying, the more confusing it sounded in my head. Like, how is this my fault, all I did was support my boyfriend and try to be there for him when he needs me. How is that a bad thing, what did I do wrong?
“You ungrateful bitch!
How dare you ask me such a stupid question when you know it’s all your fault. You put me in this shit, bitch!
It’s your fault, you and your family!
It’s all your fault!
I should have known better than to be with a goody two shoes like you. The worst is that I didn’t even get a taste of you, and now I’m going to die because of you and your stupid family. I should have never been with you, what was I even thinking?” he asked himself, scoffing at the end as if he was doing me a favor by being with me.
“I loved you, Kyle. I never thought to leave you, I never listened to my sister when she asked me to dump your sorry ass because I thought I could make you quit your bad ways and be good for me. I was stupid to think I could change you, that was a stupid mistake because you are never going to change. You tricked me into loving you, and now I hate you for it. I fucking hate you!” I told him, sobbing softly. He laughed out loudly, acting like a lunatic.
“Do you expect me to be worried about your hatred for me?” he asked again, laughing annoyingly.
“Well, news flash, sweetheart, I knew you never loved me, Claire. You were just being with me out of pity. That’s why I did it, Claire. And now you will watch as I trade you for my freedom.” He told me, making me gasp in shock.
“Yes, Claire, no more hiding and no one is running away anymore. We’ll stay right here and let them find us. I have it all figured out, I’ll be out of there before you know it,” he lets out proudly, sounding like a madman. I think he has finally lost it, I want to help him but I don’t know what to do.
“Oh no, he’s a lunatic!
Run, lady, run!” the doorman yelled at me, trying to snap me out of my reverie. But I was just lost in thought as I wondered if this was the same Kyle I used to know, the same Kyle that promised to be there for me and love me. It seems he suddenly changed before my eyes, I had no idea who he was anymore.
If Vee were here, she would have laughed so hard and called me a damn fool for not listening to her. How did I fail to realize that he is such a douchbag, what the hell was I thinking?
I glared at him, hoping to get a glimpse of the man I used to know. But he was not there, not even a little part of him remained. All I saw was desperation, hate, and greed. He is willing to do anything as long to get out of this in one piece. He said I would be used as a bargaining chip to get him out of this alive. I would love to see how he plans to pull that off. I guess he is forgetting that my sister is dating one of the richest guys in this town.
I made several attempts to leave there, but he kept blocking my way and pushing me back. I stopped a cab and tried to run into it and get away, but he pulled out a gun and scared the cab guy away, threatening to hurt anyone who tried to help me. He made good on his promise and he kept me there until the guys we had been trying to evade found us and tackled him to the floor, beating him mercilessly.
I sneaked into the car and tried to sneak off in the commotion, but I was pulled back and thrown roughly on the floor by one of the thugs. Luckily, I was able to grab my phone and hide it in my pants before I was dragged out of the car. I hurt my hand when I tried to protect my face from hitting the tiled road. Then I was pulled on the hair and forced to kneel and watch as they beat him mercilessly.
Despite his madness and crazy words, I still tried to beg on his behalf. I cried and begged them to let him go. But I got slapped hard across the face by a thug, I was hit so hard that my lips broke. I tasted the blood on my lips and I sobbed harder, wondering what Kyle must have done to deserve this treatment from them.
“What have we done, we can make it right I promise. Just tell me what he has done, please stop hurting us, stop hurting him,” I pleaded. But they didn’t listen to me, I could as well be talking to myself because nobody paid attention to me. They beat him to a pulp and threw us in the back of the SUV, driving away with speed.
“I won’t go down with you, Kyle, I don’t deserve this. Tell them to let me go, tell them I have no idea what you did, I’m not involved. Tell them, Kyle!
Tell them to let me go!” I begged him. But he only laughed hysterically, making jest of me. He coughed and spat out blood as he laughed, coughing and laughing hysterically.
“She is the reason I’m in this situation, she causes it!” he told them, dragging me into his problems. They laughed at us as we both fought and argued amongst ourselves. I felt so stupid when one of the thugs called me a foolish whore. They traded dirty comments about me, treating me like a dirty whore on the street.
The car pulled up in front of a huge brick mansion that looked like one of those mansions from a Disney movie. It was so beautiful that I forgot I was in captivity and I gawked at the beautiful brick mansion. I would love nothing more than to stay back and admire this building like I did when I first arrived at Raphael’s mansion.
But I wasn’t allowed to even spend one more second outside. We were pulled out of the SUV and dragged into the mansion roughly. We were led to the sitting room and I was thrown on the fluffy rug while Kyle was held by two guys. I looked around the sitting room, looking for the boss Kyle had offended so I could throw myself at his feet and beg for mercy on his behalf and mine.
There was no one in this room, just us. I was shivering in fear, u wonder how my family would feel if I lost my life out here for a crime I know nothing about. My mom will grieve for a very long time, she will probably die from heartbreak and not the cancer cells in her body. Victoria will never forgive herself for letting me leave with Kyle.
She would blame herself for my mistake and she will never get over it. I can’t do that to them, I can’t die here, I just can’t die. I need to do something, I need to get out of here alive. I need to pass a message to my family and tell them what is going on. If only I could be taken to a quiet place with no guards and no thugs. I would send a message to Vee and ask for help. Whatever Kyle is owing these people, I’m sure he would pay it and get me home safely.
Should I tell them about my sister’s boyfriend, should I tell them that I have someone who is willing to pay off my debts and set me free. Would they let me go when they know I’m related to him, will he be willing to show up for me and save me?