Alexia Eden(79)

“I have more than enough to last you a week or two, but I don’t want money from you, I want to spend some alone time with your daughter here.” He says as he comes closer to me.

I step away and look at my mother for help but she does nothing as he grabs hold of my arm, “Mom! Say something! How can you just stand there and let him take me? He’s YOUR boyfriend and I’m YOUR daughter!” I yell at her and she looks at me like she doesn’t even know who I am, it breaks my heart to see the distant look in her eyes.

”Yeah you can keep her…I don’t give a fuck… just give me what you got.” She says not looking at me. Greg disappears.

I make a run for the window to try and get away but she pulls be pack in, shuts the window and stands in front of it. I look down the passage, looking for my next escape but she grabs my hand roughly. “Don’t even think about it.”

“How can you do this to me? Are drugs more important than your own daughter?” I scream at her and watch as she flinches then she lets he head fall backwards and starts laughing hysterically.

“What is wrong with you?” I shout again shaking her.

She stops laughing, pushes me away from her and an angry look comes across her face as she lets out a menacing growl then screams at me.

“YOU’RE the reason HE’S gone! If we didn’t have to look after YOU he would still be alive! I would be with him and not stuck with you! I FUCKING HATE YOU! You wana know why I take drugs? Huh? It’s so that I don’t have to deal with looking at your fucking face!” I don’t even recognize this person,I take a few steps away from her walking backwards.

I feel the tears falling down my cheeks. “Mom…you don’t mean that...” I whisper as the tears fall.

She screams again and I flinch. “Don’t you fucking get it? Are you that stupid? I’m not your mother Alexia and he wasn’t even your father!”

I feel a pain in my chest where she just broke the remaining pieces of my fragile heart. I fall to the floor as the tears that I’ve kept inside all these years start tumbling down. Everything is a blur but I still see Greg hand Georgina a bag and then he comes for me. I get up and start running, even in my trembling mess I make it to the kitchen when he grabs hold of my long hair and yanks it. I scream out in pain but he pulls me so that I’m looking at him with tears still flowing down my face.

“Oh sweet thing please don’t cry.” He says with such sincerity and he wipes my tears away. “Let’s get you outta here and away from this horrible woman.”

I try pull away but he gives me an irritated look and then he growls, “Alexia, you ARE coming with me, we can do this the easy way and I won’t hurt you or I will let my wolf out and see what he can do. He wants to mark you desperately, I’m keeping him at bay but if you make it difficult for me I will let him do as he pleases with you!”

I tremble in his hold as he pulls me to his bike, he takes his leather jacket off , puts it on me then climbs on the bike pulling me behind him, he pulls my hand to wrap it around his waist. He starts his bike and speeds off up the hill, I close my eyes and think about what Georgina just said, through my eye lids I can see the light from the street lamps blinking past and I can feel the tears falling but the wind dries them up before they even make it to my cheeks.

I feel the bike stopping and I look up to see we are at an apartment complex. I get off the bike and before he can get off I sprint out of the parking area to the side of the building to where I see bushes, I continue to run and I can hear his heavy foot steps behind me. I look behind me just as he tackles me to the floor knocking the wind out of me. I turn around and try push him off but he’s too strong and heavy he won’t budge. I try remember everything I’ve learnt as I kick him, he moves slightly giving me a gap to run but just as quick as I get up, I’m already back on the ground with him on top of me.

“Please just let me go Greg…Please.” I start crying out of breath.

“Tsk…tsk…tsk, don’t cry baby girl. You’re starting to make me really angry and if you don’t keep quiet and follow my orders I’ll make sure you have something to cry about when we get into my house.” He whispers in a gruff angry voice.

He picks my body up over his shoulder and walks with me back to his apartment. I’m kicking and thrashing in his arms. And then I start screaming when the thought of what he’s going to do to me when we get inside comes to my head. I need someone to hear me…to help me. He starts running and we get to his door he opens the door and when we get inside he puts me down and locks the door behind him.