Ripped Away And Apart

Kafli 5.

When I wake up I am alone in the bed and I sigh out of relief. It would have been weird to ask him to leave his bed and his place. I get out of bed but I am a little sore so I lean a little forward while I walk to the bathroom. I do my business in there but while I am walking back to the bed the door opens and in walk Max. It is weird knowing his name, it is weird that I slept next to him last night and that I was so needy towards him. 

“Your food” he says while putting it on the table. 

I smile a polite smile and nod at him but then he gets to leave, he is not staying for a little while making sure I eat like every time. Weird. The door closes and locks after him, I stand there for a little while wondering if I am hurt that he did not stay or be relieved. I eat everything on the tray and moan a little because my stomach is loving it. I feel so much better from yesterday that I am a little restless. I walk around the room for like the millionth time since I have been here but then I just do a little exercise but just end looking out of the window at the people down there. There are like twenty people out there just laughing and talking, I am jealous. I am not really a people person but I like talking in between. Then I see Max walking with three guys to the group, two girls come running towards them. They jump on two of the guys with him and dear god they just start dry humping and sucking face. Max just walks ahead like nothing happened but then a girl comes running towards him and puts her hands on his stomach stopping him. He stops and looks at her, he looks like he always does, angry or emotionless but he is talking normally with her. I am not sure if I am jealous of them talking or of them being outside. She goes up on her tippy toes and whispers something in his ear and I can see him fist his hands. p*****t. Why the f**k does he need me here if he has this one drooling all over him? She is like ten thousand times hotter than me. 

“Asshole” I say out loud. 

Like he heard me, he looks up at my window and I know he sees me looking at them. I don't move away, the girl looks up to me and the shock on her face makes me want to smile but I don't. I move away from the window and walk over to fold my clothes for like the millionth time since I came here. I wish I could just watch Tik tok or youtube or just anything! I walk into the bathroom and start to do tiny little braids in my hair. When I am finished I look so stupid but I don't care as I walk back to my suitcase. I find a pen and I look at it for a little while but then I get an idea. I sit in front of the mirror with my legs crossed and start to write on my leg the things I want as a tattoo. I have always wanted a full leg sleeve and now I am organising my ideas. When I finish with drawing and writing on my leg in between the tattoos I have already I start on my arm. When I have only written three words on my arm the door is opened and in walks Max with food. I look away from him back to my arm but I must look like a sicko but I don't care. 

“I am going out with the guys tonight so this is lunch and dinner” he says.

I look up at him and just nod my head but then I get back to my arm, I am drawing a girl on my forearm and my sign next to her. 

“Are you a f*****g child? You look ridiculous!” he snaps at me. 

I look up at him, I am fuming! How dare he! I know I look stupid but what else am I going to f*****g do? I stand up from the floor in my shorty shorts and long arm shirt. 

“DID YOU JUST BRING ME HERE TO FIGHT WITH ME? TO BORE ME OUT OF MY MIND? WHAT THE f**k IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU KIDNAP ME AND JUST LEAVE ME HERE IN THIS BLOODY ROOM! I NEED TO TELL MY FAMILY THAT I AM OKEY! WHITCH I AM NOT BY THE WAY!” 

I take a step closer to him but he just stays silent and still. 

“YOU ARE A f*****g ASSHOLE AND” 

I switch to Icelandic because I am so mad and I know he doesn't care what the hell I am screaming. 

“I WISH YOU WOULD JUST LET ME GO HOME OR JUST KILL ME ALREADY BECAUSE YOU CLEARLY DIDN'T BRING ME HERE TO f**k ME SINCE YOU HAVE THAT w***e OUT THERE” 

He just looks at me still emotionless and still just nothing and that makes me even more mad so I walk over to my suitcase and pick up my shoe. I throw the shoe at him but he just moves a little so the shoe hits him on the shoulder. He walks over to me and before I could move away from him, he slaps me and I fall to the ground. I get up on my elbow, I don't look up at him but I taste blood. I put my hand on my lip and there is blood, he busted my lip! I stand up, not looking at him, I walk over to the windowsill and start drawing on my arm again. 

He leaves without saying another word and I don't look at him even though I know that he is staring at me and I know I am letting my lip bleed down to my shirt. That was the rest of my day and the most of my evening. I just looked outside and thought about that hit, he just hit me like nothing. Granted that I threw a shoe at him but that was not hard and it is not like I threw a heel at him. What are his plans for me? How could he be so nice to me yesterday and help me with my pains but today be the one that causes them? I don't touch the food because I have no interest in it whatsoever. My lip stopped bleeding soon enough but I looked into the mirror and I looked like a mess. My cheek is all scraped up from falling on the stones a while back, still healing, my lip is big and swollen. My face is white and ghost like because I have been inside for so long. I take the braids out of my hair and it looks all puffy and curly. It is dark out now so I just get into bed because I might as well sleep. 

“YOU DON'T NEED HER! I CAN GET HIM HOME JUST FINE!”

I wake up a little hearing someone screaming outside my door. I ignore it and just switch positions in bed. 

“You are not his mate! She is and if she is there then he will wanna take her home!” a man answers the woman. 

I put a pillow over my face because I just want to fall asleep again but then I hear the lock click and the door open. 

“Whoever the f**k you are leave and come tomorrow!” I snap at them from the bed. 

“We can't and you are coming with us!” I hear someone order me with a much authoritative voice from before. 

I take the pillow from my face and look at the two dark figures, I put on my glasses but I just see two dark figures. 

“Get out of bed and get dressed!” he orders. 

I lift up one eyebrow at him but I am getting out of this room and maybe I can escape them and finally leave or find the police. 

“Fine, just let me get dressed you caveman” I snap. 

I sit on the edge of the bed and rub my eyes a little.

“If you want me to find my clothes might I suggest that one of you geniuses turn the light on?” 

The girl stomps over to the light switch and turns the light on, it is the girl from the meadow that was whispering something to Max and the guy that was with him. I sigh heavily and stand up, I saw it in the faces that they were shocked to see my face either because it is all busted up or just because. They are both all dressed up, he is wearing a light gray suit with a partly open light blue shirt. She is wearing a very very short silver dress with a very low neckline and some silver heels and jewellery. I just put on some black jeans and a skin tight ruffled long sleeved shirt so my black bra is showing very well under. I usually wear something under it but I have to draw attention to myself if I am to escape. I put on converse sneakers because I don't want to put on heels if I have to run. When I am done putting my shoes on they are still just staring at me like I am crazy or something. 

“So are we f*****g leaving or can I go back to bed?” I ask annoyed. 

“You can go back to bed I got this!” she says but the man just growls at her and leads me out. 

We walk out of the house, out to the car and then we drive in silence for a little while. We arrive in a town and I have no idea where we are. We stop in front of some club, I can hear the music into the car and suddenly I am in the mood to dance. 

“Alright the plan is to go inside, he will smell you and want to leave then we do” the man says to me in the back seat. 

I just nod at him all face serious, like I have a clue what the hell he just said. Smell me? We get out of the car and the fresh air hits my lungs. I love this, there are so many people here! I could literally start screaming right now but I am not sure anyone would help me. We walk into the club in front of the line and when we are inside I see that this place is so huge. There is a bar, there are lights, there is a dance floor with a DJ but what caught my attention is the loud cheering from one side. I look there and there is a boxing ring or something like that and of course in the middle there is Max fighting with someone. He has blood running down his face but he still looks calm and emotionless. I stand there looking at them for a few seconds but then he looks at me and his face goes from emotionless to shocked and then enraged. I just look away from him and start walking to the bar. 

“TEN SHOTS” I shout at the barman. 

He nods ands starts to prep them. 

“What the f**k are you doing? We should be leaving?” the man that came with me hissed in my ear. 

I look at him.

“Why? It looks like he is winning” I say emotionless and then I take a shot. 

The man looks dumbfounded at me. 

“You truly are his mate huh” he then says. 

I finish the shots.