SELENA "Pedro, stop!" I yelled, my voice shrill with panic. I ran after him, watching in horror as he dragged my son, who was sobbing and struggling to get free. I was terrified, my heart racing as I saw them heading towards a car parked on the street. I had to stop him before it was too late. I sprinted as fast as I could, my lungs burning, and my legs aching. I wasn't sure if I could catch up to them, but I had to try. I couldn't let him take my son. No never. “I’m begging you, please,” Tears streamed down my face as I ran after Pedro, my vision blurred by my tears. I begged and pleaded with him to stop, but he just kept running, my son's cries echoing in my ears. I was desperate, willing my legs to move faster, to catch up to him. But he was too far ahead, and I was losing ground. The panic was rising in my chest, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I couldn't lose him, I couldn't lose my son. I had to keep going, no matter what. "Mommy!" Liam's cries were high-pitched and panick
SELENA “Fuck. The living room?!” I scrambled to my feet, running towards the door.I ran to the living room, my heart pounding in my chest. My eyes fell on Pedro, who was sitting at the dining table, feeding Liam. I stopped short, my breath catching in my throat. I felt like I was going to lose my mind."Good job, buddy!" Pedro exclaimed, high-fiving Liam as he took another bite of spaghetti. The little boy giggled, his face covered in sauce. I watched the scene play out in front of me, my mind still reeling from the strange turn of events."That bastard!" I muttered under my breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I stormed into the dining room. I was so angry, I could barely see straight. My mind was spinning, and I wasn't sure what I was going to do next. But I knew I had to confront Pedro, to get some answers.Pedro sensed my footsteps, he stopped feeding Liam and turned to stare at me.As he spoke, I noticed the charming curve of his smile, but my anger was too strong to let me
SELENA "You scoundrel!" I yelled, my hands clutching his neck in a death grip. He let out a surprised grunt, his eyes wide with shock. I was beyond angry, and I couldn't control my fury. I wanted to hurt him, to make him feel the pain he had caused me. But then I remembered my son, who was watching this all unfold. I forced myself to take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I couldn't let my emotions get the best of me, not in front of him. It was like Pedro had stripped away my carefully constructed armour, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. My secrets, my pain, and my deepest fears were all laid bare before him. I trembled with the weight of it all, my hands shaking against his neck. I was suddenly hyper-aware of my heart, pounding wildly in my chest. I could feel it in my ears, my throat, my head. It felt like it might burst out of my body at any moment. I took another deep breath, trying to centre myself. But it was difficult, with Pedro lying beneath me, watching me
PEDRO My palms rested on the steering wheel as I stared warmly at Selena. Her cheeks flushed and cleared her throat when she caught me staring back at her, but heck, I didn't move my gaze away from her. I couldn't bring myself to do that.“Thank you,” she smiled, her hands went to the button and was about to unlock the door. “Don’t,” I grunted, grabbed her hand and pulled her gaze back at me. Slightly shaking my head for her to stop.“Don’t go yet.” my lips parted into a short smile. “Hmm?” she tilted her head, glaring playfully at me. “This weekend?” I asked, stick out my tongue and licked the corner of my lips. Selena's brows furrowed, face lit up in a bright smile. “Yeah?” “Will you be available this weekend? For um, our date?” I asked, my heart beating at a slow pace. Not knowing what she was going to say.I watched her lips pressed into a thin line as she slowly shook her head. Her gaze moved to the sweet little boy at the backseat. Shaking her head as if the little boy was
SELENAMy smile faltered when I opened the door and saw Christopher standing in the middle of the living room with his phone pressed to his ear. A sly smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he slowly dropped his hand down to his side.I swallowed hard, watching his Adam's apple move up and down in a gulp. “Hi, Chrissy—”“Uncle!” Liam beamed, giggling happily as he jumped up and down in my arms. That seemed to calm Christopher down a little. The frown between his eyebrows disappeared as he plastered a fake smile on his face.He moved closer, his body inches from mine. He seemed to be oblivious to my presence as he reached out to Liam, who was clearly overjoyed to see him. The smile on my son's face was enough to break my heart. He looked at Christopher with such adoration, such love. It was as if he was the most important person in the world to him. I felt a lump forming in my throat, and a bitter taste in my mouth.“Come here, my boy.” Christopher let out a smile that didn't reach
SELENA Christopher's grip on my neck tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh like talons. My eyes widened in shock and horror as he shoved me against the wall. The impact sent a wave of pain through my body. I struggled to breathe, my vision starting to blur. I clawed at his hands, trying to break free, but his grip was like iron. I felt trapped, completely trapped at his mercy. Christopher growled and pushed my hands away, pinning them above my head with one hand. I felt trapped, helpless. I could barely breathe, my heart racing in my chest. I tried to look into his eyes, to find some trace of the man I had known, but all I saw was a stranger. His face was contorted with anger, his eyes cold and hard. I felt a wave of terror wash over me, knowing that I was completely at his mercy. "Chris—" I tried to say, but the words were caught in my throat, choked off by the pain in my neck. I trembled under his grip, my body shaking with fear. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I c
SELENA"I'm sorry," Christopher whispered, his breath hot against my hair. I felt my stomach churn, my throat tightening as I struggled to hold back the bile rising in my throat. I had believed his apology the first time, accepting that it was a mistake. But now, hearing him say those words again, I couldn't help but feel sick. I could no longer bring myself to believe him."Sorry" had become a dirty word to me, one that left a bitter taste in my mouth. Every time I heard it, I felt a stab of pain in my heart. It was a word that had lost all meaning, a hollow gesture that couldn't fix what was broken. I wished I could erase it from my vocabulary, erase it from my life. I wish I could lose my hearing so I would stopped hearing that word."I swear, I didn't mean to hurt you," he said, his voice thick with emotion. But I wasn't having it. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him away from me, unable to stomach his excuses any longer. I couldn't let him off the hook, couldn't let him
SELENA“See,” I sniffed, pulled away from him and flashed him a sad smile. “Mommy is okay now.”Liam nodded once, a lone tear dropped from his left eye and I chuckled, wiping his face with my thumb.“It’s okay, baby, stop crying.” I leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.“Mommy,” Liam yawned, rubbing his eyes lazily. “I want to sleep.”“Alright,” I stood up from the floor, hissed when I felt a throb in the cut on my jaw. I grabbed my baby's hand and pulled him up from the floor and took him in my arms.Liam wrapped his hands around my arm and rested his head on my chest as I carried him to my bed and placed him on the mattress.“Sleep here in mommy's room, okay?” I whispered, pulled the duvet and rolled it up to his middle.Liam nodded and shut his lids. “I love you, mommy.”“I love you too, baby.” a warm smile found its way to my face as I watched my baby drifted off to sleep.I strolled towards my dresser and pulled out the stool. Grabbed the first-aid kit to dress my