Caught In The Middle

my most priced possession

MARCUS’ POV

I was fuming, I was like a volcano that had just erupted after I watched that disgusting drunk touch my woman in ways that only I was allowed to touch, but had never touched.

How dare he?

Seeing her scared and crying like that was my undoing and I knew I had to do something, so I instructed Piet to take him and put him in the boot of our car. I was dead set on dealing with him mercilessly.

We drove to the factory where we tied him up, not only had this sick twisted little f**k assaulted Sabina my very own priced possession but he had disrespected me, I was going to teach him a lesson and make an example of him. Piet tied him up to the chair and I didn’t even wait to ask him any questions, what questions could I ask if I saw everything myself.

I threw myself at him with blow after blow, punch after punch. I was hell bent on panel beating him and possibly killing him with my bare hands. I lost all sense of self control and track of time. I ignored the pain that I was now feeling on my knuckles that were now red with his blood and some of mine, his face was unrecognisable at this point and he was near death. But my intention was not to kill him, which was why I decided it was best to use my hands instead of my gun, and I had promised Sabina I wouldn’t kill anyone on her behalf but this fucker deserved every bit of what he got from me.

“I will let you live so that you can tell and show everyone what happens when you mess with what’s mine. You were right every woman doesn’t belong to me and I don’t want every other woman, but you see that specific one that you chose to f**k with...that one is mine and every inch of her belongs to me. You understand that?” I asked and he shook his head weakly I turned and walked away

“clean this up, I have to pick up Sabina” I said walking past Piet who threw me a clean shirt and I quickly took off the bloodied one and walked off to my car, ignoring the persistent pain in my knuckles.

SABINA’S POV

It wasn’t like Marcus to be late but Arianna and I had been waiting in my car for almost thirty minutes now and he was still not here. We were going to leave my car here and then pick it up the following afternoon since Marcus had offered to take us home. I was grateful when Arianna offered to sleep over again because I was still shock from earlier event.

I saw Marcus’ car pull up and we immediately got out of my car and locked it and headed to his, I could tell he was in a horrible mood because he didn’t even come out of his car.

“I’m sorry am late guys, I had to take care of something” he said clenching the steering wheel tight and a little blood came out. I looked at his hands and then back at him and then back at his hands again.

I thought I made it clear I didn’t want anyone to die on my behalf and yet here we were with a bloody Marcus.

The atmosphere in the car was tense, I was angry with Marcus he was angry with the drunk (although at this point he seemed angry with me too), Arianna was just caught in the middle and I couldn’t imagine how awkward this was for her.

When we got outside my house, I noticed my car was parked on the driveway, and realised that Piet must have brought it back.

“Sabina I will wait for you by the front door” Arianna said as she escaped the car and I nodded. As soon as she was outside I took a deep breath to compose myself before speaking.

“We spoke about this, I told you I didn’t want anyone to die on my behalf” I said

“No one is dead” he whispered looking very tired

“Look at your hands Marcus, just look at them” I shouted

“What did you expect me to do huh? Watch another man step into my territory and play with what’s mine?” he demanded

“I am not some possession” I said

“You are my most prized possession and I told you I would deal with anyone who misbehaved with you” he said and I sighed, I loved that he called me his most prized possession. Here is a man who had everything and yet worthless as I thought I was, he still considered me his prized possession.

“And besides this is partly your fault, if you had quit that job like I asked...” I didn’t even let him finish that sentence

“You will not blame me for your violence has some accountability Marcus” I yelled

“Ok am sorry but as long as you work there you can expect these things to happen and frequently because I know how men behave when they are drunk. But I don’t want to fight ok, I know you are tired and so am I so can I see you tomorrow?” he asked

“I don’t know” I said stubbornly crossing my arms

“Come on don’t be like that, I said am sorry and my hands hurt I will need you to come and care for me” he said with a faint forced smile

“Serves you right” I said my hands still folded “but fine I will come” I said and managed a smile

“I love you so much” he said holding my hand in his and I could see he was ignoring the pain he felt when he did that

“I love you too” I said

“No you don’t understand, I would kill anyone who even attempts to cut your hair off” he said and that scared me a little.

Didn’t this count as obsession

“Don’t speak like that, you scare me when you do” I said and he nodded and pulled me in for a passionate needing kiss on my lips. Our bodies both wanted more but I wasn’t ready for more yet.

A few days had passes since Marcus had begun his investigations; my mom hadn’t heard anything from the debtors yet. Things were finally cooling down in the house although I could still sense how tense my mother was still.

Today was the beginning of spring break and the last day at school I was excited because that meant that I would get to spend as much time with Marcus as I wanted to. And it was an opportunity to also help with the investigation he was carrying out. Although I was excited about finally getting rid of this debt, I was also worried about what I would find if I dug too deep. My parents had so many secrets and I know finding who the debtors were and what their business with my dad was was like only scratching the surface.

I was very nervous, but this had to be done.

Marcus called me to come to his place urgently after school because he wanted to tell me something. He said he had found something and wanted to share it with me. So while others in class were counting down to the beginning of spring break, I was counting down to the moment I would finally be free of this burden.