The life of Kiara Jaden

Chapter 2 The life of Kiara Jaden

         TEXAS, UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

     

Kiara would have heaved a sigh of relief but she stopped abruptly as soon as she walked into the sitting room. Carlos was there standing by the window. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw that the door was intact.

Carlos came in through the window. “Lucky you, I didn’t have to break down the door.” He smirked before it was replaced by a devious grin.

Her heart beat accelerated in marathon at the sight of him. “My dear...Kiara.” Carlos started towards her while she took a step at a time backwards.

Carlos raised his hand up in surrender. “Relax, I won’t hurt you. So just be a good girl, who knows? I might give a very big candy.” He shrugged.

Kiara stopped to study his expression. Carlos wasn’t sincere so she knew better than trusting his words. All he ever did was manipulate her into believing his words.

“I know you don’t believe me but—“

“Why are you here?” Kiara mumbled.

Carlos arched his eyebrows. “You don’t remember inviting me over?” He asked.

Kiara was confused. She doesn’t remember inviting him over like he claimed.

“You sent me a text. No, it was a threat.” Carlos coaxed.

“I am...sorry...Carlos.” Kiara apologized immediately she noticed him balling his fists.

Kiara knew she had the weakest resolve in the world. She shouldn’t be begging him! She should at least try to defend herself from the abuse and manipulation but she wasn’t that kind of woman. She would rather take it all and let him nurse her bruises later with apologies.

“Who has been teaching you how to stand up for yourself?”

And before she knew it, Carlos was standing right in front of her. “How dare you threaten to divorce me?!” He grabbed her jaw. “Have you forgotten how much I have done for you in the last few years?! I made you into who you are today!” He seethed his teeth in anger.

Kiara winced in pains when his hand snaked around her waist and pulled her closer to his body. Her body was trembling as he purred into her ears.

“I own you, Kiara! And no one is going to save you from me. Listen, I am doing nothing wrong. I watched my father do the same to my mother and I know how submissive she would be to him till the day she breathe her last.” His right fists met her side and all she did was grab his T-shirt as she tried to not scream out in pains.

“How does it feels? Say to me. Welcome home, Carlos.” He chuckled and hit the same spot again.

“I have been trying so hard to stay away from you because I want to change but getting the message only means that you missed the brutal me.” Carlos laughed deviously as his fist made another impact on her side again.

Kiara’s knees grew weak. Her legs would have given out but Carlos held on to her tightly.

“Is it Lila? Or your stupid bunch of workers?! Tell me! What nerve do you have to send me such a text?! I hate it when you have guts!” His hand trailed up till it stopped at the knot of her night robe.

Kiara regretted her decision. She shouldn’t have let Jessica send that text to him. She shouldn’t have listened to her best friend or workers encouragement on defending herself. If Jessica hadn’t sent the message then Carlos wouldn’t be here.

It has been five weeks since he showed up at home. Out of concern, she had called him several times but he never picked up the calls. The only time they had communicated was yesterday when he texted saying he missed her so much.

Jessica was the first to see the message because she was watching a video of a new style of braid on YouTube with Kiara’s cellphone. Jessica announced the text and the next conversation was Kiara’s workers advising her to put up a tough front and act like she doesn’t care that her husband wasn’t home.

At that point, Kiara thought it was a good idea and she had allowed Jessica to do the texting.

‘If you miss me that much then prove it to me. And I swear it Carlos if you ever hit me again, I will file in for a divorce.’

Kiara’s eyes had widened when Jessica read the last message to her. She demanded that Jessica should delete it but it was already too late. Jessica had already sent the text and no response came from Carlos.

“Please...Carlos...” Kiara sobbed silently.

“You wanted to see me so badly so I accepted the invitation.” Carlos bit gently on her earlobe.

“No...you should...” Her voice trailed off as she worked up courage to say the next few words.

“I know you want me so badly. I missed you too.” He pressed kisses from her neck to the shoulder.

Carlos noticed a large bruise on her shoulder but he chose to ignore it. Her night robe slipped down leaving just the gown on her body.

“The cops are on their way.” Kiara blurted out.

Carlos stopped kissing her. He thought that he had heard wrongly.

“You should leave.” She mumbled.

Fury crashed over him as he dug his nails right into her bruised shoulder and Kiara screamed out in pains. She tried to snuggled her way out of his hold but it was impossible.

“How dare you call the cops on me?!” Carlos grimaced in anger.

“No! I didn’t...please Carlos...”

He pushed her out of the embrace with his hand reaching out to make a hit on her face immediately. Kiara hit the ground hard.

“Damn it! How could you call the cops on me after everything I have done for you?! I gave you everything! The cops? Who the hell do you think you are to call the cops on me? Have you forgotten who I am? I am Carlos Osvaldo! I own half of this town! You are fool to think your attorney friend will help you!” He grabbed her hair and dragged her across the room.

“I’ll do more than hurting you physically! I’ll destroy every part of your being! Even if I end up in jail, you’ll never be happy!” Carlos snarled as he hovered over her.

“Lila called the cops! I didn’t do it...I swear.” She struggled against him.

“I should have ended Lila’s pathetic life a long time ago! I knew she was trouble when she came back into your life!” Carlos grabbed her hands and pinned it over her head.

“Please...leave...Carlos...please..” Kiara begged as she wriggled against him.

The last thing she wanted was for him to get arrested and also go to jail for domestic violence or anything they might want to nail on him. But she doubted it if Carlos would be jailed because of his family’s connections.

Carlos punched her and she felt blood in her mouth. The hit had busted her lips. He continued hitting her side with his free hand while his other hand held her both hands in place. She wriggled against him with her legs. Kiara knew his punches had broken her bones. The look in Carlos eyes scared the hell out of her. Kiara was terrified even as she begged him to leave before the arrival of the cops.

Carlos kissed her roughly on the lips as his free hand raised her night gown up. Kiara struggled and tried to resist him but Carlos hold on her was too strong.

“Carlos, please...don’t...”

Then she heard it. The siren. Her saving grace. She thought. Carlos stopped his quest to force himself on his wife.

“Damn it! The cops!” Carlos let her go immediately. “I’ll come back for you!” He promised before racing out of the house.

Kiara doesn’t know if the arrival of the cop was at a perfect time or they shouldn’t have showed up at all. She lay on the floor, feeling numb and immobile. Even in that state, broken, bruised and scarred, Kiara still prayed silently for Carlos. She hoped that he got away before the cops caught up with him.

It should be the other way around right? But Kiara still wished her husband well. Tears streamed down her cheeks when she heard the cops.

“Get down on your kneels and hands behind your head!”

She knew those words meant one thing, Carlos has just been caught by the cops.

“Kiara!”

She heard Lila’s voice. “Oh my goodness! What did he do to you?” Lila broke down in tears as she touched her.

“Kiara...” Lila helped her to sit up before embracing her. “I am sorry. Please forgive me. I swear...he is never going to hurt you again. I’ll make sure he rots in jail.” Lila cried as she made series of promises to her best friend.

Kiara felt the cold substance tickling down from her nostril. “Lila...” she whispered.

Lila pulled away to look at her. Blood was tickling from Kiara’s nostrils.“I’ll be...fine.” Kiara stuttered.

“No...no...you are not fine! Somebody help!” Lila screamed out.

Kiara became dizzy. And the last thing she heard was footsteps marching in her head like soldiers going to war before her eyes rolled up to the back of her head. And she fell into unconsciousness.