fuck toy

"Get the fuck out of my son's house bitch." His mother said, fuming into anger.

"Sure I guess." I said hopelessly.

"She's not going anywhere!" Arnold shouted entering from the door.

"She will stay with me. And she will also come to tonight's party." He said to mom. His mom, I mean.

"Arnold seriously? Did you forget what she made you go through? Did you forget how depressed and lifeless you were for years because of her disloyalty? I remember your tears and sufferings. It was so painful to see you that way. Just listen to my advice. Please don't make the mistake of trusting her again. That's so foolish. Please." She told Arnold and not gonna lie, it hurts. I really wished she trusted me a little but yeah.

"I can't live without her. I have tried everything. But my soul belongs to her. And only her. I love her so much mom. I just can't stay alive without her. I forgave her for her immorality. I expect you to do the same. Please. " he said to his mom who seemed to melt.

Did I melt too? I'd be lying if I said I didn't.

I still love him and I always will. I hate myself for being so weak. How pathetic of me that his empty I love you's are making me want to be his forever ignoring my self respect.

"I am leaving." His upset mom said before leaving the house.

Am I a burden for everybody?

Why does everyone hate me?

Steve and his family always made me feel respected and worthy. But my heart never seemed to belong there.

And I feel like home around this lovely woman who called me a whore and his crazy son who suddenly wants me back after throwing me out of his life. And they both accuse me of cheating which I didn't.

"Hey, I am sorry. I didn't know she was going to come." He said cupping my face which is being tear washed right now. Why am I such a cry baby?

"I am sorry you were hurt all these years. " I said while crying. Not like I am responsible. And totally not like I was being happy living my best life but him being hurt hurts me.

"That was past. Forget it. I love you, flower." He said while touching my forehead with his and holding my hand. And I can stay in this position forever.

"I didn't cheat on you. Please trust me." I said looking into his eyes.

"We have an important party to attend tonight. Go get ready. You have 20 minutes. This is the dress which you're going to wear. " He said while his guard was handing me a bag.

He doesn't trust me.

I am very foolish to fall for him all over again.

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I got ready. The car ride was silent. It's clear that he doesn't want to trust me.

We are at the party. I hate to be here. I have always hated parties.

We got stares and people were murmuring. Slut shaming me and gossiping about me. He abandoned me and left. Maybe he's ashamed of me too.

I am stuck here in a weird party. I don't even know what it is about. I am here with my ex-husband who doesn't trust me.

I want to run away but I can't. He has blackmailed me. I can't risk my parents life to stay in my comfort zone.

I roam around to search for him. I want to tell him that I want to go back.

I searched everywhere. He wasn't anywhere. There were couples going into bedrooms. Crazy wife swapping business rituals for business deals. Makes me vomit.

I see Arnold with a woman going into one of those bedrooms.

I know well what happens inside those rooms. The woman locked the door from the inside.

My heart shattered into a billion pieces.

His empty claims of loving me and wanting me were absolutely bullshit. The truth is what I see right here.

He abandoned me at a party he brought me into and he's now sleeping with another woman.

My brain is about to explode and my life seems no less than a circus at this point.

I go to the bar and start drinking. I never drank alcohol before but today, I need it.

I drank 17 glasses. "One more." I said.

"Ma'am, I think you should stop, your condition seems-" the bartender urged while stuttering.

"Shut the fuck up and do your goddamn job!" I shouted at him.

I drank many more glasses for hours. I start roaming around again to find him and tell him how big of a hypocrite he is. I am not into my senses right now. I can't think or feel. I am filled with so much rage that I will not hesitate to kill.

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The next morning:

"Get the fuck up bitch." Arnold shouted. Sir I should be the one cursing. My head hurts. I can't remember anything about last night after drinking and roaming around.

I look around. I am on the ground of his house. I collect myself and stand up, my knees weak and shaky making me fall.

"Why did you murder my mom?" He said with red tearful eyes. Wanting to murder me.

What.

"Why?!!" He shouted again which made me flinch.

"I did no-" I say as he slaps me.

"She was right. I shouldn't have trusted you again." He said as he slapped me again.

"Wh- what- i- i- i don't remember anything." I said as he slapped me hard once again.

He grabbed my throat and pressed it mercilessly.

I have seen the camera recordings of you murdering her stabbing her with a knife multiple times right on her chest so don't you fucking dare lie this time!" He shouted.

Did I?

I am scared of myself.

Mom is dead? I killed her? I hate myself.

"Speak!!" He shouted dangerously again. I wasn't able to speak or breathe on his hold. He stopped abusing my throat threatening me to speak.

"I am sorry." I managed to speak.

"Will your being sorry bring my mother back?!" He shouted again.

"No." I said. I loved her too. I am sad too.

"I am going to make your life a living hell now. Even worse. I won't involve the police because I will punish you myself. You will be treated like nothing except my fuck toy. You will get spoiled food once a week and water one sip a day. You will always stay naked. No clothes for you. No electricity for you. You will be locked in 1 room with just a floor forever. You will never be treated like a human being again from this day on." He said holding my hair painfully.

Fair enough.