Bloody Rose

Would I ever be free

Rose's POV

I was finally ready for my nightmare to be over, to leave this misery once and for all, and for me to break free from these chains, and finally beat the devil at his own game.

But I knew my rebirth wouldn't happen just like that, I knew it wouldn't happen so spontaneously, because knowing fully well, Keith would never give up the hold he had over me without a fight.

I couldn't ask for a divorce because, knowing him, he would rather have me killed than let people know that I wanted to leave him.

Keith was always one to keep up a fake facade and uphold his reputation in the public eye.

So I decided to kill two birds with one stone.

I decided to fake my death and frame my dear husband for it.

It would destroy his reputation and that is just what I craved so desperately.

But despite that, I knew it was the only way I could free myself from these chains of bondage.

"Are you sure you want to do this," my sister Zena asked me as she looked at me searching for some kind of confirmation.

'Yes..." I sheepishly nodded.

Zena is a cop, she had tried so many times to arrest Keith for everything he had done to me, but each time he walked away from a free man.

So, knowing my dilemma and her hate for Keith, she was the perfect person to make me disappear without a trace and I trusted her completely.

"Listen carefully Rose, doing this wouldn't be easy, because, as you know, your husband is a very powerful man, and having him go down for your murder might be next to impossible.

"But I must try to get you as far away from him as I possibly can," Zena said with a hint of tension in her voice.

Nodding my head, looking straight at her with the feeling of uncertainty thumping loudly in my heart.

"Zena, you are my sister and I trust you," I said with full conviction in my heart.

She looked straight at me and I could see her trying to hold back the tears from falling, as she desperately tried to find her composure. I always felt she blamed herself for not being able to protect me from him.

she let out a heavy sigh as she stood up nervously pacing back and forth in the room.

"Great, let's get to work then ..." She nodded, smiling back at me as she stared intensely, not shifting her gaze for a second, then she suddenly switched to a more serious tone.

"So this is how it is going to go down. A month from now, you must go with Keith to his beach house for a little weekend away. He might prove adamant, but you have to insist on going to that house because that would be your only chance at freedom. Then you just have to leave the rest up to me. You are going to be free and have a new life, Rose, I promise you," Zena assured me with a smile on her.

(*)

The period leading up to my escape was the most horrible time of my life as Keith's attitude and maltreatment towards me became even more intense, but I continued to assure myself that it would soon be over.

But my only problem was how to get Keith to that beach house to execute my escape plan.

“Keith Darling..." I said nervously, trying so hard to keep my composure.

Keith turned around grinning devilishly at me as he moved closer to me, running his fingers gently down my face, exploring every angle of it.

"I just love the way you say my name so smooth and divine," he said, smirking as his fingers moved quickly from my face down to the under of my skirt as he tried to fondle me.

"Please stop, okay," I said, carefully removing his hand.

But soon noticing he was gradually getting mad, I hurriedly brought my lips to his, kissing him softly to calm his already raging emotions.

"Darling... Don't get like that, okay, I want you just as much as you want me, "I said, hating every word that came out of my mouth.

But you know... I'm just so tired of doing the same thing here over and over again in the same bed and the same house.

"So I came up with an awesome idea, "I mumbled, trying so hard not to look as nervous as I felt.

Keith glared at me for what felt like forever as he tried so hard to figure me out.

" OK then... let me give you the benefit of the doubt and listen to the idea you have." He said.

"Okay....." I said, fidgeting with my hands.

'' So I have been thinking, why don't we just go away for the weekend to our beach house, just the two of us alone making love on the sand or just sitting and watching the ocean waves," I said, putting my hands around his neck, smiling as I internally prayed he would buy my act and agree.

“ Just like I thought, you are still stupid, I would not go anywhere with you..." Keith let out angrily,"

''I have a lot to do at the moment, and a getaway is the last thing on my mind," he said, pushing me away and walking past me straight for our bedroom.

"But it would be good for us Keith, please just think about it and we could leave in 3 weeks, giving you enough time to finish up at the company," I said with the most convincing voice I could come up with.

Keith just looked at me, with distrust evident in his eyes as he moved closer to me, closing the space between us, he bent down and whispered into my ear.

" I could have you anyhow I please, even here right now, moaning my name to the heavens, so I don't freaking need the sands or the waves of the beach to help me do that," He murmured into my ear as his words made me fidget so profusely just by hearing them.

And with a swift movement, he suddenly ripped my dress off, pushing me to the bed.

" You know what, I think I have to show you rather than tell you," he smirked.

''Please, Keith not like this again," I begged, shivering in fear as I tried to set myself free from his hold, but as always, he was stronger as he overcame me, hitting me so hard that I fell back down onto the bed with tears and blood flowing down my face.

Keith laughed devilishly with a look of satisfaction and joy in his eyes as if he enjoyed seeing me like that as if he fed off my pain, despair, and sadness.

As always, he devoured me like a hungry lion, devouring its prey as I just closed my eyes, allowing the darkness to be my newfound comfort.

Asking myself just one question.

" Would I ever be free?