A sense of gratitude started my mood for I just finished cutting a block of dark chocolate to be mixed in the cookie dough that needs to be chilled for tomorrow's batch of orders.
The whole room, No! the whole apartment is being consumed by the yummy base notes of vanilla.
I'm tempted to lick the chocolates all over my fingers but decided not to for I don't need the extra calories tonight. I can't afford another sugar rush only to be left with a raccoon eyes in the morning.
I made sure everything is clean and organized before leaving my tiny kitchen. I looked at that time and saw that my favorite cooking competition show will be on in an hour.
I hangged my apron on a cute finger design hook and headed upstairs to take a bath so I'll be fresh and ready to go to bed after watching the show.
I have a lot of thoughts whenever I'm in the shower. It always consist of how to make money or about paying the bills. As I wipe the moist on my mirror, I check out my skin and sees how the new serum works wonders. I stepped out to the bedroom with just a towel on for I'm so tired just wanted to sit.
Half an hour into the show
I released a long stretch of yawn feeling really exhausted from today's event called LIFE.
I'm working a full time job at a department store but I still can't afford to waste money on cable or Netflix so I watch whatever is on a local channel.
I happen to end up liking this one. it inspired me to put up a small business on the side so I can sustain to pay for this apartment without having another person to half the rent with. I like certain things my way plus the privacy. I like being neat and clean. More like being a low key minimalist
I put on my old pj set that says nap queen!
and went to the secondhand black leather couch I got for free on the street from a rich neighborhood that I always pass by going home from work. "How lucky was that"
I turned off the small cute old Boxed TV. Went to the fridge and got myself a bottled water just in case I get thirsty in the middle of the night.
I thought about how slowly I'm owning more stuff for myself.
I contemplated on the next paycheck about buying a new Tempur pillow that's on sale or a new phone from accross the dept store I work at. I can probably get another discount from one of the agents I befriended.
it's such a hard decision since I really need both. one is for my aching neck and the other one is for better quality cookie photos needed for my page to attract more sales. but I have a goal to stick to so I can slowly bump my way up and not have to struggle like how it is now.
I laughed in my head who would've ever thought I'm such a good baker! It's so crazy how I get orders daily.
I opened my bedroom door and switched on the light that seems to flicker a few times before it completely stays on.
My eyes widened, dropping the bottled water on the floor.
my whole body froze seeing a man seated at the edge of my bed.
I recognized that it's Mario right away. I saw a gun tucked in his shirt deliberately for intimidation.
I feel my throat dry up quickly. heartbeat drumming like crazy.
Mario... My Ex-Boyfriend who looked a lot bigger than I remember... His muscles were buldging from his crisp shirt matching it with his usual work pants.
He had the same charming smile which any girl would fall for. I tremble in the fact that he's in my room and actually found me this fast. Has it been three months since the last time I've seen him.
"Hello fleur... my dear lovely sweet lovely Fleur" oh how your room smells so sweet just like your pussy... come here!!! Pointing at his lap trying to signal to sit on it...
I didn't move from where I was standing right away. it took me a few more seconds before I could feel my legs.
I feel my bellyaches, my head sudden feels heavy. Nothing but a blind terror. I know what he is capable of. I slowly walk to him thinking of ways on how to run But what's the point I need to be smart about my choice as of the moment.
He's evidently twice stronger and faster than me in addition to all that he has a gun!
Once I'm seated on his lap I hugged his neck. I sensed that he is pleased for he carresses my back.
"How do you like my new place Mario?" This question automatically spilled out hoping it will masked my fear
I asked in a small tone trying to convince him I'm calm but he knew better my body gave my feelings away. My heart is being hammered in my chest and my legs is wobbly with fear. It won't stop shaking.
His hand made its way to my head massaging it. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. I feel his breath on my neck.
He kisses and licks it! and suddenly grabs my hair playfully
"Aghh" I Yelp in the burning sensation
I struggle on his pull trying to break it away by holding my locks against his hand.
"Mario you know I love my hair more than anything, please let go" we can talk about this. I begged and smiled trying to keep my cool knowing what's to happen next but my body has a mind of its own it keeps betraying.
"Why did you leave without saying a proper goodbye?" Mario kissing hard on my neck leaving a hickey
I couldn't answer from the pain and his grip becomes harder
slap! slap! slap!
Reminding me to answer right away...
I felt my cheeks burning...
"Mario I didn't take you for a person who would be such a sentimental loser" - Attempting to suppress my fear
Another punch felt on my tummy. I feel an acid coming out of my mouth! and I coughed hard! My body is slammed and crouching on the floor.
"I miss you and your smart mouth on my dick"
In one go he ripped my top in half. He Pulled my shorts off and I'm now left topless with just my high wasted nude panty since I dont wear a bra to bed.
"That's my favorite Pj you jerk!" With all my energy I pushed him and I yelled "I'm not the same person anymore... I only did those things to survive but I have a simple life now so let me go"
He laughs at my face as if I said a joke of a lifetime... He walks around the room. Grabbing the bottled water I dropped from the floor and handed for me to drink. He bended on my level!
"Fleur Just because you changed your town,your house, your clothes, your look! it doesn't change who you really are!
"You'll forever be MY SLUT!"
You're mine and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it"
Did you really think you got away all this time? You got your job coz I let you have it! Your little cookie business I had people order them" —him still laughing like a lunatic.
"You see! Your world belongs to me! I can make you or break you"
Mario touching my chin up with a scary glare.