Chapter fifty eight

Eden wanted to say something but then he saw my fiery gaze and stance ready to start a full-fledged argument he helplessly closed his mouth , his hand tightening on the wheel.
Then without warning ,he swerved he car violently , not an effort to avoid hitting a car but to park the car to the side. I was thrown backward then toward from the momentum but thankfully didn't suffer a whiplash- though I would have possibly banged my face somewhere if my seatbelt wasn't holding me back.
"Do you want to murder me?" I screamed at him when my brain regained functions again. "What in the world was he thinking?
" I'm sorry, he apologized . I didn't mean to I was just distracted ."
"Perhaps the next time you have me in your car ,that is if there would be a next time you give your undivided attention to the road and not stick your nose to other peoples Private matters.
"I chidded with a deadpanned expression."
It seems my words really touched him this time cause for a complete minute , he just kept starring at me, mouth agape with diverse emotions flashing across his face or so I thought.
"You look incredibly hot when you are angry."
He muttered and all my anger dessipated , and a new form of emotion called disbelief grew.
I face palm, like really face palm mentally , were all of males from that family like that. How in the world do I look cute or hot while angry?
Though I haven't stared at myself in the mirror while angry but I could guess I looked like hulk probably with dishevelled hair, nose emitting hot steam and laser eyes.That is literally.
Eden took a deep breath , "Iam sorry for fooling around with your life."he said and then added , " But you still can't marry Archer.




Maya.
The apartment was cold and dark . it was never really home, I had taken the time to hang up paintings and buy little knick knacks buy it didn't have that lived in feel to it. It was like a show home that real estate agents used to make a bad apartment look appealing. The furniture was too clean , the sink was dry and spotless.
The counters were bare and the carpet looked like it was just rolled out .Archers house felt lived in. He stomped up and down the stairs leaving a trail on the carpet . Even the kitchen had character He gave my world substance and color. Every day was another adventure , another chance to feel my stomach flutter.
I woke up excited ready to work just so I could get to the end of the day and feel the goosebumps rise up my arms while I waited for his driver to pick me up. I remembered sitting on the couch mindlessly flipping from channel to channel hoping that laura didn't burn down the kitchen while I was gone . my life was hell and I hated it. I pulled a duffel bag from the closet and shuffled through my clothes. They were old, mostly things I had Vought to cover up my body with . I dressed for comfort , not style . I didn't see the point of looking good. I was not looking for a man anyways.
Now I felt like going to the spa and grinding my pores just to look amazing for him. It was not about hating myself, exposing my flaws or easing into my insecurities. I was happy wit myself , I just wanted to make sure that he was happy with me too. I just wanted him to see me at my best because that's what he deserved.
My phone started vibrating, I reached to my bag and reached down to my pocket and picked it up.
"Hello."
" How are you Maya?"laura sounded exhausted.
"I'm alright, "
" How's the bakery, "
"its okay , I have just been making batch after batch of chocolate chip cookies." I head her take a puff of cigarette.
"How was the morning rush?"
" Busy, Archers crew ordered half the store. I think they are having some sort of party for this new item they are selling."
"What was it?"
"I didn't pay attention to it ,it had some weird name though.Paladin or something, I'm not sure , I wish you could come and help me make the cookies . I don't think I can stand for any longer ."
"No, I've decided that you'll be alone today , its good for you . Have you gotten any blisters yet?"
"You are just paying me back for convincing you that Archer was wrong for you ."
"How do you even know I got back with him?"
"You would have been here by now."
"I'm happy, please be happy for me ."
"No" she pouted "I don't trust it, we've been through all of the reasons over and over . why wouldn't you give it up?"
"Why should I exactly."
"Because he lost control when he was with Mr. Beetle ."
"In time you'll understand ." I laid down on my bed.
"He's giving and loving and he has this way to sparking me up . I've never felt anything like it before .
" There is one word in your mind right now and it makes me want to puke."
"What word is that?"
"It rhymes with dove."
"I really like him Laura , I don't know what this is ,but he makes me happy a lot happy and you should be okay with it."
Something crashed in the kitchen and I ran out to check what it was , nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"Maya?" She asked , her voice worried.
"I'm here, "
"what was that noise?"
"I don't know, I'm checking it out ," I checked the cupboards but everything was in order . Nothing had fallen onto the floor.
"You are starting to scare me ."
"I'm just checking what it was ."
"Well I'm not hanging up until you find out."
"Its fine", a block of ice had fallen out of the ice maker into the bucket below. The cubes were fused together
"what was it?"
Just my icemaker. Please stop worrying about me."
I went back to lie down again . "Can't I just enjoy myself a little bit "
I suppose you are right .
"Mr Bettle."
"What? what are you talking about ?"
I rolled around to duck to the far end of the bed . He walked right inside and he was looking around the kitchen.
"He's here in my apartment."
I edged forward towards the closet. I could hide in there, it could by me sometime . I lifted my arm to open the door, something crashed on my head and I crumpled to the floor Something dripped down my forehead it was hot and gooey. I reached up to touch it and felt a rush roll over me , pulling me under until I lost consciousness.
My head throbbed . Something rough and scaly had dried on my cheek and nose. When I moved my mouth it broke apart . The smell of festering urine and cheap tobacco was everywhere. Mr Beetle was an inch away squinting at me through his thick glasses.
"Help!I screamed , " Help, "I reached out to Punch him but my hand wouldn't move ,something rough grated against my skin ,grinding into my skin .. I was tied to one of my dining chairs , sitting in the middle of the living room .
I thrashed around , whipping my head back and forth , desperate to catch my breath .
" Help!help!"
Me Beetle's expression remained neutral , he sat on the couch across from me and reached for dome tobacco from his pocket and a miniature bible.
He ripped a page out and folded it and pit the black mess inside . Then he sealed it up with a mud of mucus .
He lit freshly rolled cigarette and a smell of sulphur and turning ash filled the air.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
He didn't even look at me .
I jerked against my restraints . The chair wobbled off balance and I fell sideways onto the carpet and crashed sideways onto the carpet.
"Please, I sobbed ,certain he would have some sympathy for me. He was obsessed with me, wasn't he ? I heard him take a Puff off his cigarette, but that's all he did. I erupted in a roar of screams never once letting up, even when my throat was so dry it felt like it was going to collapse into a pile of dust . my vocal cords were just grating together now, making a harsh raspy sound, but I wasn't going to stop. My animal instincts had taken over. This wasn't about getting away any longer. I knew that wasn't going to happen , I was like a dog scratching on a cage that they knew they were going to get out acting on pure depression I raged myself with all the might from my body , the way the orange ropes cut into my skin, even when I felt blood slick into my wrists , it didn't matter . There was no stopping , my fingernails were chipping now raw and bloody and my voice was gone.
I was sobbing but no tears were coming out . Instead I was pit in that infuriating space when you know you have to scream and cry out but it just won't work and there was nothing I could do to make it work . I didn't get any relief whatsoever.
Bettle was running his fingers down my neck, I felt a sickening rush from his touch . His finger caught on the collar of my shirt . He held it there for a minute and then he pulled me closer to him so I could see him.
"Why are you doing this to me ?" I rasped
"You hurt me , he said as he rolled another cigarette.and scranched his face in a conical expression.
" Hurt..you?" I struggled to say those words , but I could already feel my voice coming back to me.
"Yes" he said as he rushed over to my face .
"I love you Maya, I never once tried to hurt you . I guarded your store from those men who were trying to take you away from me and I came in everyday to buy your food. But you saw that man to be more fit for you than me , right!"
"He stepped back, did you really think you would get away with that. He clicked his tongue, wagged his finger and said .
" No,no,no! "
"Please, I'm sorry , I'll be with you , we'll be together, I didn't meant to hurt you , I swear ,please!"
"You never asked me what my name was"
" you are right , I'm sorry , tel me now, tell me everything and I'll listen ."
"I'm not telling you anything, he walked back into the kitchen and took one of my steak knives.