BELLE'S POV
I knew that his family would come here and cause a scene so I just packed all my stuff, in the morning after spending the night at a motel. anything and everything that belonged to me and put it in my car and drove away. I had nowhere else to go, except for my parents' house. I knew I was going to get criticised for everything but I was going to have to endure it until I found a place to stay, I had no choice whatsoever.
My phone rang, when I checked to see who it was it was an unknown number. Maybe it was one of my in laws calling me with an unknown number expecting me to answer, so I decided not to answer. I was not in the mood to argue with those people, I just ended up turning off my phone to avoid getting calls or text messages from them or people around where I used to live, telling me about how horrible they think I am and how I deserve to burn in hell for my actions.
I couldn't care less about their opinions, it's not like they cared about me in the furst place, they saw the bruises that I had on my body and never even once did they care enough to get me help. All they would say is 'it's okay, it's nornal' or 'he's your husband, you are probably not showing him respect' or 'just endure it, marriage is hard to find, you are lucky enough you never go hungry, just he thankful'. And a whole other bullshit they said. I got tired of it, so fucking tired of it.
Some would even say 'Of course you should submit to him, he us your husband', like what the fuck people, that guy was abusing me day and night and I am supposed to be submissive, to accept everything like a robot. I hate how they think it's not a big deal, do they even know how hard it is to be scared everytime you knew husband was going to come home any moment, not knowing what object he is going to use to torture me, and yet I had to accept it. No way. Now he is dead, so they should let me live my life the way I want, I finally got a chance to leave that hell hole I was stuck in and had no way of escaping it because everywhere I went, all I would hear I'd 'Endure it, it's okay, it's normal'. I am so tired of it.
I sighed as I saw my parents' house, I stopped my car, I took a deep breath, I took my purse and my phone and I went in. I left my luggage in the car just in case they kicked me out and it would save me the time of taking my luggage back to the car. If they kicked me out then I'd have to sleep in my car until I find a job and a place to stay.
I rang the doorbell. "Coming!" I heard my mom shout from the inside. It was 8am, so she was probably preparing breakfast. I put on a smile as soon as I heard the door clicking. She also had a smile on her face but it dropped as soon as she saw me. Before I could say anything she slapped me. I guess they already called her and told her their side of the story. "How dare you?! How dare you come here after what you've done?!" I could feel the hot tears coming down from my eyes. "I can't believe you are my daughter. I am so ashamed of you, you have the audacity to come here after embarrassing yourself...actually you embarrassed us all."
"Mom...I..." I couldn't say anything, it's like the words were stuck on my throat.
"Leave! Go to that man that you slept with last night at the day of your husband's death. Go away, I don't want to see your face ever!" She slammed the door on my face, I collapsed on the ground, my heart was hurting, I had a bit of hope that she would let me in, but that hope was shattered. I cried uncontrollably. I wished that someone would come and take me away from her, take me far away from here, somewhere no one will ever find me.
"I wish that someone would understand." I leaned my head on the door. There was nothing that I could do right now, I just had to silently hope to at least land a job, because if I don't get one I won't survive. I don't have a lot of money on me so I will be empty soon. I stood up, I tried to regain myself, I wiped my tears and I walked towards my car. I got inside and I started the engine. I let out a long and heavy sigh. I started driving, I didn't know where I was going to go to, I was just going to drive until God knows when.
Everything sucks. I thought to myself as I drove down the busy city. I checked on my rear view mirror and I noticed a black car, this car has been behind ne for the past two hours. At first I thought that maybe we were going in the same direction so to test that I decided to turn on the corners I came across, the car was taking each corner I was taking as well. Now I was sure that it was following me. But who on earth could he following me? Maybe someone from Darryl's family. No I highly doubt it, no one had that car in his family. That looked like a very, very expensive car. One of those cars CEO'S drive. But who om earth was following me. Before I knew it the car drove in front of me blocking my path so I had to stop me car on the side of the road. I locked my doors. As I waited to see what was going to happen.
I saw the door of the driver's seat open, a man wearing a black suit walked out and ge opened the passenger's door, and to my fuckibg suprise, Alex walked out of the car. As soon as his eyes landed on me he winked at me. I could feel myself boiling with anger. I was in this situation because his dick wanted a woman and he just had to try me.