Season 2, Episode 1
Elena POV
"No Carl! The baby is yours!" I yelled, attempting to flee from him. His poisoned gaze pierced me. I stumbled and he took this to his advantage and grabbed my foot, yanking me back. My fingernails dug into the carpet, attempting to keep him from hauling my body any further. He yanked harder, and my kneecap burned off on the carpet
"Stop." I whimpered in agony.
He swung me around and straddled me. My fingers tried to claw at his face, but they just lay there, as if they were paralyzed and unable to move. I cried as I tried again and again.
"Help me!" I yell to no one in particular. "No! Let go of me. You have the baby...Stop!" I shrieked.
He thrust the razor-sharp knife into my stomach. I cried out in pain, it felt as if a thousand pins has been pushed aggressively in my stomach.
I could feel the blood drain from my stomach. I could hear that awful sound of flesh being ripped apart as he twisted it. His menacing eyes glared down at me but I stared confused as he began to disappear into thin air.
The end of the dream,
I was startled awake at and I hastily turned on the lamp to keep my eyes from wandering into the dark. The last time I swore I saw Carlton figure at the doorway.
I scratched the sleepiness out of my eyes. Which I afterwards regretted since I didn't want to spend the night writhing and tossing in bed thinking about what had happened.
If Juan hadn't been there to save me, I know that baby wouldn't be the only thing to die that night—but a part of me died That night, the man I love and admire flipped and became something I didn't recognize. My gaze darted across the room; this place haunts me, and I was proving to myself that I could mature and face my demons. But I'm not sure I want to do it right now. I yanked on Juan's hoodie's strings. I've been wearing her hoodies since I got out of the hospital, and it's helped me sleep—but not today.
Tonight, I needed more than simply a piece of fabric wrapped around my body. I required a genuine touch.
I groaned, returning to bed but leaving the lights on. I snapped my eyes shut, and Carlton's face filled my vision, so I quickly opened them again.
"I can't do it. Not on my own." I burst into tears. As I regained my composure, I cautiously lifted the hoodie to see the scar from that night. It would be there for a very long time. It was there to serve as a reminder.
His aroma was overpowering my senses, and his visage was imprinted on my mind and dreams. I wasn't going to get over it any time soon. I'd see a therapist, but the funds are tight right now. I'll probably have to get a job.
I rolled out of bed, opened the door, and peered out to find that the hallway wasn't as gloomy as I had imagined. I shut the door and headed to the east side of the house, where Juan's room was. I stood in front of it, debating if I should bother her at all.
I didn't want to appear burdensome to her or anyone else. It wasn't Juan's responsibility. But maybe she could just cuddle me and assure me everything was fine.
"It'll only be this one time, Elena." I comforted myself. I gently knocked on her door. I rolled out of bed, opened the door, and peered out to find that the hallway wasn't as gloomy as I had imagined. I shut the door and headed to the east side of the house, where Juan's room was. I stood in front of it, debating if I should bother her at all. I didn't want to appear burdensome to her or anyone else.
It wasn't Juan's responsibility. But maybe she could just cuddle me and assure me everything was fine. "It'll only be this one time, Elena." I comforted myself. I gently knocked on her door.
She may be sleeping. It was early in the morning, approximately 1 a.m. I decided to knock once again, and the door opened to reveal a shirtless Juan.
My gaze moved across her tattooed body. Her stomach appeared firm and lovely to lic--cleared my throat. I almost forgot why I came here in the first place. She appears to have been awake as well. Her eyes—damn her eyes. They were staring at me with an unfathomable intensity.
"Are you OK, Princesa?" I shake my head, attempting not to collapse into her arms. I still don't understand why the person I despised so much ended up becoming my rock and the shoulder I cried on.
"Come here." She gripped my wrist and softly drew me inside. She closed the door and took me to her bed. I lay down with my back to her, and tears began to flow. I couldn't say anything; all I could do was cry—did I even want to say anything?
I felt the bed sag; she draped the blanket over us, and I was now completely enveloped in her scent. A smell I was beginning to fall in love with. I remember it entering my nostrils that night, and it gave me hope that I would survive. She drew me into her warm embrace. She massaged my shoulder after kissing it. I like how she wasn't pressuring me to speak.
I simply wanted it to be this calm. "Everything will be fine." My heart softened. On these occasions, she knows precisely what to say. At this moment I don't believe she was a gang leader or anything that heinous.
She was too caring for that, or maybe it was because I was the only girl she'd broken down her defenses for. I began to fall asleep slowly, but not before hearing her mutter
"I love you" in my ears. She was too caring for that, or maybe it was because I was the only girl she'd broken down her defenses for. I began to fall asleep slowly, but not before hearing her mutter "I love you" in my ears.
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