I Rang The Mafia Man's Doorbell

Mia Ahara

He held my baby in his arms as he dangled his gun carelessly. I watched as my baby took it and started playing with it. Lee put the gun in his mouth, and I cried helplessly. He eventually pointed the gun in my direction. I cried out in panic; I was even more terrified for my life and for my baby's safety. Anger boiled in me. He must be a sick, mentally unstable, deranged, schizophrenic, mad man.

You must be wondering who 'He' is. Here goes my story...

When Lee turned three months old, my boyfriend of two years somehow transfigured into a monster. He would abuse me, both mentally and physically. It has been five horrific, miserable months since then. His name is Jacob Lee Carlton. He was so pleasant and warm when I met him, like an angel sent by God, but over time, he seemed to have gotten diabolically possessed. Sometimes, I wonder if Jacob has any ounce of goodness left in him.

I've dreamt of a day when I will be free. Free from this wretched place, taking my baby with me to a safe place that feels like a home and not a prison. I yearned for a home without a Jacob in it. After Lee's birth, Jacob and I decided to name the baby, Lee Jacob Carlton.

"Please leave my baby alone" I cried to Jacob. He glared at me with his usual devilish look that got me petrified, then he placed Lee on the ground. I watched as he crawled away.

"Are you trying to tell me what to do bitch?" He demanded. I sobbed silently, the only thing I can do since I got a broken rib from his last beating. I really don't know how long I can continue to live like this.

"I just want you to stop!" I wept. He snickered then stopped suddenly and slapped me across the face with his heavy rugged right hand.

"Strip, I need to calm myself" he ordered.

"I can't Jake, I'm tired" I whimpered, still feeling the sting from his rough and powerful slap.

"What was that?" He asked. I looked at him in fear and quickly undressed myself.

"Get on the bed and spread your legs" he commanded. I hesitated but did as I was told. He started thrusting himself between my thighs and about thirty agonizing minutes later his phone rang, he ignored it and continued. The phone rang for the second time, and he ignored it yet again. He kept thrusting, his chiseled jaw dripping with sweat, while his brown muscular stomach pressed against my breast.

The phone rang for the third time. He shouted some expletives and got off the bed. He put on his pants and went to get the phone. I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

Laying on the bed with my legs wide open Jacob shouted, "Make sure you have a proper bath it looks like I'm going to have friends over"

I almost passed out after I heard the words that came out of his mouth.

How am I supposed to live after this?

Every time his friends come over it always ends badly. Jacob would allow them to do whatever they wanted to me...well almost anything, he doesn't allow them to touch me sexually. Usually after they leave the house, I'm left battered and bruised. I must find a way to escape this hellish life, because Jacob has no care nor respect for me.

After I went inside the shower, I scrubbed myself thoroughly. I felt extremely dirty. When I finished showering, I made sure I was dressed nicely. My thoughts drifted to all the horrible things that he put me through. Hearing Lee's cried snapped me out of my pitiful thoughts. I walked to his room and took him up "Hello my Baby, how are you feeling?" I cooed, sitting on the bed.

I breast feed my handsome baby boy; after he was full, I gently rubbed his back so that he could burp. I then heard my name being called from downstairs.

"Mia. Mia get down here!" Jacob shouted.

"I'm coming" I called out. I carefully walked down the stairs with Lee in my arms. When I reach into the living room, I saw Jacob and six men laughing.

"Yes?" I asked. All laughter seized and all eyes were now on me.

"Well hot damn" one of the men whistled. I've never seen him before; he must be new.

Jacob came before me and held out his hand, I knew what or rather who he wanted. I shook my head 'no' and took a step backwards "Give me my child Mia."

"No" I said timidly taking another step backwards. I slid my hand on the table taking one of the six car keys in the process. I knew that Jacob love his child and that he wouldn't let any harm comes to him, so I used this as an advantage and held Lee close to me. I was going to make sure that the both of us get out of this house.

Cody was about to grab me, but Jacob held him back "What do you think you're doing?" he hissed.

"I'm trying to catch the girl boss" he explained looking scared. It's nice to see someone else scared for a change.

Wait boss...since when is Jacob a boss? I silently asked myself.

"Well, that girl is holding my child, and if any harm comes to him, you're dead." threatened Jacob.

My hands were shaking, and my heart was pumping profoundly but still I took the opportunity to run out the door. When I got outside, I pressed the button on the car key and a car that was in my direct line of sight beeped. It was a black Mercedes. It had yellow fire decals on the side that was facing me. The name 'Johnny B' was written in gold at the top of the windscreen.

I quickly strapped Lee inside a baby seat I saw. For some reason this person had a baby seat in. After putting Lee in, I went to the driver's seat and started the car "Mia" Jacob shouted. I ignored him and drove off at lightning speed with my heart racing wildly. I took deep breaths to calm myself, but it kept beating like a drum.

After what seemed like a few minutes I found myself on an unfamiliar route, it was getting dark and I had no idea where I was headed, but I continued driving until the car indicated that it ran out of gas. "Son-of-a- bitch, not now" I cried in frustration, hitting the steering.

Lee started crying so I got out, opened the back door and took him out of the car. I saw a towel on the seat, I inspected it to make sure it was clean before wrapping Lee in it. Lee kept crying and I figured it was because he was hungry, I felt so bad that I was putting my baby through all of this. I pushed myself to continue the journey. I prayed that somehow help would appear.

After what I presumed to be a mile or two, I found myself getting weaker. Lee had hushed for a while but started crying again. I was bare footed, and my tired feet were now aching. I acted on instinct when I left the house so you can only imagine the state of my once soft feet. Soon after, I heard noises.

"Could there be a house this far out?" I asked Lee as if he could reply.

Running for the source of the noise I stumbled but I pushed myself to continue. I then heard a car engine behind me, I didn't know who it was, but I wasn't taking any chances. I found the strength somehow and started running with Lee in my hand. I reached a big open gate.

There was still a long distance left before I reached the house that was up ahead. I slowed down and trudged to the best of my ability, even though I was feeling weaker than before, and Lee's weight was contributing to my tiredness since I've been carrying him for so long.

I finally reached the unfamiliar door and with little energy I had left, I rang the doorbell, making sure to hold my baby tightly in my arms. An elderly woman opened the door, and a look of surprise took over her face when she saw me.

"Please help me" I begged and then everything went dark...