Living in Hell
I don't know what happen to me the other night, but I have been having the same dreams over and over ever since, and I can remember parts of Aurora, my kids. I have physical therapy today. I have to try and walk on a machine that cost me fucking millions, but I want it done in my home, not in a damn hospital. I like the best care at home.
"Hey, are you going to be nice today?" I hear Aurora ask me with a playful tone.
"I can't make any promises," I say with no emotion. I wouldn't say I like days like this; she tried to be playful, and I don’t have the energy and feel like joking around is the best time.
I have been fucking her every night. I can't get enough of her. She seems to be happy that I am touching her. She lights up when I call her Kitten, and I have been calling her that ever since.
"Vincenzo, this is Dan. He is helping me left you. Today we are going to push you.” She tells me as she looks me up and down, licking her lips.
"Yea." I say in a harsh tone.”
Fucked up part in this whole time I remembered Enzo fucking crazy he is Aurora's father. Her mom and he and my parents have been great to me, and I have been an asshole to everyone in my path.
"Ready." I hear the man as they grab my arms.
They help me with the machine. As they hold me up, I can feel pain in my body; I am sore and shaking. I tell them I had enough, and I lay down on the couch. As Aurora tells them to leave, she can read me well. I lay here with my eyes closed.
"You look good," Aurora says. I am pissed.
"I don't need to be praised like a damn dog," I say in a harsh, loud voice.
She looks hurt, but I can’t care. I need to push myself. I don’t need people at my damn house telling me what to do this shit myself. I need to walk. I want to get my fucking revenge. After hours of walking and pushing myself. I headed to my office to have a drink. As I drink, I feel this big headache, and I can't see. I feel tired, and the next thing I know, I see black.
I don't know how long I was out, but I woke up in my room and looked around; as I lean up, I get out of the bed and walk to the shower feels good to walk. I remember everything now. I can walk and remember my wife and family. Feels fucking good. I even remember who put bullets in me.
"Vincenzo, time for dinner. I hear my Kitten call me as the hot water runs down my tense muscles.
I hear the door open to the shower as I feel eyes on me next thing I know, she is in the shower with me as she wraps her arms around me. This feels good, and I feel like shit for how I have treated her; she should have never been treated like that. I should have stayed somewhere else to I was better.
"You are walking." She says with pride and a smile.
"Yea, the kitten, I am walking. I can also remember." I say with a playful tone as she looks at me.
"Y-you remember me?" She says with a big smile, and I see tears run down her soft, beautiful face. She has not aged at all, same as the day I meant her.
I lean down as I capture her lips, kissing her hard as I take her oxygen from her. I lean to her ear.
"Once I am fully healed, I am going to take you to the club and show you how much I remember you," I say in a seductive tone.
"I can't wait." She tells with a smile licking her lips.