Fake love by drake. And a pic of Samuel
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I was panting. I was exhausted... And i simply looked to the clouds and prayed to the heavens that my life would just end right then and there. I couldnt breathe and i couldnt help but think that the panic attacks were coming back. Ok maybe i was overreacting just a little bit. Dont blame me though i was never the athletic type, so the fact that i even came out for a jog today is saying something.

But am not gonna give up now. Getting up from the sidewalk i brushed off any dirt that may have gotten stuck to my sweatpants and took off the hood of my black hoodie.

Just keep jogging. Just keep jogging. Thats what i kept telling myself over and over again. I couldnt go home right now because... He was there. He always seemed to find me. Even when i moved half way across the country he still followed me.

I would have to go back to the house eventually but buying myself some time would do me good. Every Time he made an appearance he always left me a sign for me to prepare for his arrival. This time around it was red roses. He always said they did match my hair. I found three roses on my coffee table this morning which he had left for me last night meaning i had 2 days left till he got there.

I was jogging passed Mrs B's flower shop when i got a siring headache on my left side causing me to land on the floor in a heap. This normally happened right before i got hit with the memories of him. This never ended well though.
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I  snuggled my head into the sheets more enjoying the warmth they provided me with. That was until i was hit with something cold..very cold. Upon opening my eyes i realized that it was a bucket of water. And he was still holding the bucket.

"Get up bitch! Where the hell is my food it was supposed to be ready 10 minutes ago and you are still here on the bed! I dont go out everyday for you to be lazy woman. Get up before i drag you myself!"he roared. This wasnt a good day to be his wife.

"Am sorry! I overslept i-it was j-just that y-you kept me up l-late yesterday thats why" i managed to mumble out. This was the part of him that i was afraid of . I could already smell the alcohol on him.

I tried to stretch my legs in order to get off my make shift bed when i felt a sudden pain in my scalp from where he grabbed at my hair.

"You cunt! If you had done you duties like a good little wife i wouldnt have had to punish you last night. Now would i? But it seems like another punishment is in order for you!"

With that i felt my face connect with the hard wood floors i winced from the pain of the contact and i was already seeing black dots in my vision.

"Samuel please! Please dont!" I whimpered i was already loosing consciousness and right before i let the darkness consume me the last thing i saw was him removing his belt. And hearing the words.

" I will show you your place in this house!"
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I woke up with a start only to find myself still on the pavement next to the flower shop. There were people on the street but nobody bothered to give me even a second glance.

Wow what a nice neighborhood at least i wont be staying here for much longer. With that thought i finally broke down into a fit of  tears. I cant believe he actually found me i thought that it was over i hadnt heard for him in two months. Cant he just leave me be?

Well technically you are still his wife. My conscious told me. I know your probably wondering why i havent divorced him yet. Well the reason is simple.

And i quote his exact words were "If you even try to divorce me or tell anybody about our relationship i will hunt the both of you down slit your throats and give you bullets for eyes!"

If that doesnt say long lasting marriage then i dont know what does. So as the "good little wife " i was, i shut my mouth up for good. Well it still didnt stop me from running away the first chance i got, but i still kept his secret. Call me crazy but its like he watches me 24/7 i can practically feel his eyes on me.

Well i am tired of running i have to leave him and i mean leave him for good i cant continue this game of cat and mouse. He always said he enjoyed chasing me, the thing is he can always find me because he implanted a chip in my neck.

You are probably wondering why i didnt pull that thing out the moment i realised it was in there. Trust me i tried, the minute he told me, in one of our "Tom and Jerry" meetings ( you know those few moments when they actually arent fighting) i ran to the first hospital around. The thing is people start to ask questions when you come to a hospital in dirty rags asking them to remove a chip from your neck so that your husband wont kill you.

They actually recommended me a really comfy looking mental institution to help my "problem". After that i put it in my head that all hospitals are shit and they would all give me the same reaction and try to see how crazy i was.

But i have to pull myself together i cant sit and cry forever. At least if he is gonna find me i should still have some of my dignity intact.

I got off the floor and decided that that is more than enough excercise than i would recquire for a year.

I decided to stop by the grocery store to get something to munch on seeing as my fridge looked more empty than a black hole. I grabbed some essentials meaning lots of snickers and some other food that wouldnt cause me to die prematurely from heart failure.

I paid the nice cashier who was this elderly man who gave me a wink and a piece of paper as i headed out. I cringed as i opened the note only to see a phone number.

Ugh pedo...

With my mood ruined i couldnt think of anyway  that my day could be any worse as i reached for the door to the apartment building.

The building wasnt anything to write home about, but i manage, seeing as i dont spend more than one week in the same place anyway.

As i opened the door i found that it was eerily silent, that was weird seeing as. Mr and Mrs Wilson are always fighting and Miss Hilary's dog always barks like a bitch but today everything was strangely quiet.

I shrugged of the bad vibe i was getting and headed upstairs to my own apartment. Afterwards i rummaged through my pocket grapping my keys and turning them then pulling the door open.

The lights were switched off which was weird seeing as i always leave my  lights on. Shrugging off the bad vibe i searched for the light switch and what i saw  made me drop even my snickers.

It was him... The devil in a black suit and he was staring right at me.

Rebecca now you know you are in real shit... But he wasnt supposed to be here for another two days!

"Hello... Rose" he said with a smirk.
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So this is it. My first chapter. Dont hate me  yet. Because i love you all. And just so you know if you hate it... I was thinking of snickers and pandas the whole time i was writing it.

Infact if  you hate it dont read the rest of the book cause everyone has a choice am not forcing anyone to read it. But if you dont trust me your gonna regret not reading it cause i have some really awesome stuff planned.

So i know that first chapters are usual shit and this one is probably shit too and has nothing to do with the description but please read.

Zeerubutu out✌🏾️

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