Chapter 2 ~ Locked

I run into my room and shut the door closed. I angrily take off my shoes and throw them anywhere as I fall to the floor.

Now that I'm inside, I can't hold it anymore. I cry out.

I don't want to believe Collins cheated on me. I don't want to believe these nine months were for nothing.

I pull at my hair and cry harder. I wonder how long he has been doing this behind my back. How long he has been fucking her. Who knows, she may not even be the only one.

I feel like a fool. I feel disgusted with myself. He has been using those lips on mine. To me he is my boyfriend, but what am I to him?

His side chick?

Or someone he lets out his anger on?

Wow, my self respect.

I won't be okay with myself, staying here. I know he'll come to me and I really don't want to face him. At least, not now.

I don't give it second thought. I don't even want to. He cheated on me or he's cheating on me, whatever. There's no excuse to justify that.

I wipe my tears and raise myself from the floor to grab my bag so I can start packing. I carelessly drop my belongings into it. Just as I zip my bag closed, Collins barges into the room.

Great.

I look at him as he stares at the luggage. Seeing him not makes my heart race. I look away as my tears drop. I meant it when I said I didn't want to see him.

"Jane." I ignore him as I drop my bag to the floor. "Jane." I give him dead ears and roll it out of the room, ignoring his presence.

I sigh deeply with closed eyes as I walk towards the main door. "Jane." He fiercely grabs my arm and twist it behind my back. I yelp as he pulls me towards him, making my bag fall to the floor. Applying more pressure to my hand, he says, "Don't you dare give me that attitude."

"You deserve it. You deserve worse. Now let me go." I struggle between his hold, trying my best to be free from the pain he's giving me. First my heart, now my hand.

"What's your problem." He frowns and looks at my bag. "And where do you think you were going with that?"

"Somewhere far away from you. I can't live under the same roof with a disgusting person like you."

He smirks. "That's not happening." His eyes darken. Nothing seems scarier to me than his eyes right now. They carry so much anger, coldness and...hatred? "A disgusting person like me, uh." His smirk grows wider, remembering my words.

I struggle harder at his hold. I can't even bare to look at his eyes without feeling the need to cry profusely. "Let me go, Collins." Is all I have been managing to say.

My heartbeat quickens. I want to leave here as fast as I can. I swallow hard as I look at my knee. Without thinking twice, I raise it up to meet his balls. The moment he frees me to grab his manhood, I take the chance to run.

Thankfully, I made it to the door. Unfortunately, I didn't make it out of the door. It always ends there.

Like why is the door so far. It should have been closer to the rooms. I want to cry.

He's painfully on time.

"Come her, you bitch." He forcefully grabs me and hit my back against the wall. "I told you before. You aren't going anywhere. Don't even try."

I stare at him, suprised. Didn't I kick him hard enough?

Are my knees as weak as my heart?

"Let me go Collins. If you needed me this much, then you shouldn't have cheated on me."

"I need you this much. Not for a reason you think, but for a reason that is to my advantage."

"What's wrong with you?" I push at his chest. "Why are you so different now?" My tears fall uncontrollably. "Tell me what I did wrong. What exactly didn't I do right?" I hit him hard on his chest.

He ignores my hits and smirks. "People change, baby." He

runs his index finger down my face and stops at my chin. I smack his hand away, making his smirk grow wider. "You were just foolish and blinded to see when I did."

I move my head to the side when he raises his hand up to touch my lips. I feel so disgusted that the atmosphere is starting to feel suffocating. The home I felt so comfortable with, now brings me discomfort. The man I trusted and thought I could lean on, now makes me think I'm a fool for believing so. The peace, the comfort I thought I could get from him, were all foolish thoughts of mind. I could never get any of those from him. Every word he once said and every action he once made, were all fake. He never meant them. "Tell me you never meant anything. Words, actions,..." My eyes widen as I remember our outing. "The date?"

He lets out a mocking laugh and I immediately regret asking. But no, fuck that. I need to know. I need answers. "Tell me Collins."

"After everything I just said you are still asking this?" He steps back from me as he continues laughing. "I knew you were foolish, but to this extent?...wow." I blink and do nothing but stand there and watch him hurt me. "I used to mean them, but as I said before which I'm generously going to say again. People change."

"Why are you stopping me from going then?" I'm still angry at him but a part of me still wants that side of him what would mind letting me go. That side that shows nothing but affection and not this. Even though I may not get it out of his lips, I hope to see them behind those dangerous looks he's giving me, but I see nothing. Nothing but anger, mockery and hatred.

How many seconds did it take him to avert his feelings from something pleasant and affectionate to something horrible and cold.

"Because..." He pauses and moves closer to me. He gives a straightforward face and tightens his jaw. "I need you. I need a source. I need hope and I need money."

"Money?" I shake my head, unbelievably. "So, this has to do with I having a job and you, jobless?" I raise my brows. "Money?" I repeat, and snicker.

He hums like he's thinking. "Basically, I need you to acquire money for me. To be clear, you are the link to my source. So about that job whatever, that's bullshit." He twitches his lips. "I don't need your money. I need you to get me money."

I bite my bottom lip, trying to hold the tears that threaten to fall. I've shed enough tears before him. That's enough. Now, I need to get out of here. "I need to go Collins and you will let me out of here." I say, authoritatively but he doesn't budge. "Fine another link, whatsoever. That's really none of my concern. Now, if you don't mind, it's getting late." I make an effort to move but that makes him grab my arm and tightens his hold on it. I wince in pain as his nails dig into my skin. I'm definitely not having a mark there but a bruise.

"No, you're close to being useless. The moment I get what I want, I'll be done with you." His words do no favour to my heart. They are strong and break my heart even more.

My heart is currently beyond repair.

"I'll go. I'll leave you alone and start afresh. I'll forget anything happened between us. This should be enough for you to let me go, shouldn't it? I'll even give you part of my money at the bank. Just let me go." I swallow hardly as my tears gather in my eyes.

They always fail me. Just like people. Just like my dad. Just like Collins.

"No." He says, sternly. "Go back into the room." He commands like I'm his dog. Like I'll obey him and act like he didn't just break my heart and throw hurtful words straight to my face.

"No, I won't." I don't know where all these audacity from me is coming from but I love it. I jerk my hand away from him and free myself. As much as I want to check how bruised I am, I don't. No time.

"Don't test my patience."

I ignore him and attempt to walk away but he grabs my wrist and pulls me behind him, harshly, as he walks to towards the room. I steady myself as his pull almost make me fall. "Let me go Collins. What are you doing? Let me go." I yell.

He ignores me and keeps dragging me. I yell at him as I try keeping up with his fast steps, while using my other hand to loosen his grip on me. Before I know what's happening, he pushes me into the room and quickly locks the door. "Collins!" I hit the door. "Collins!!!" I scream his name louder than before. I bang the door harder when he doesn't reply and then fall to the floor. "Collins." I cry. "Please let me out of here." I hit the door lightly as I cry harder.

"Please."