~A private life is a happy life~
Tobias's PoV
I watched as the medics that are on my payroll resuscitated her for the third time. "If she fucking dies, I will kill Enzo," I practically promised.
"She dies. You'll be the least of his worries," Eros piped up as he watched the scene in front of him.
"Let's just hope she doesn't die," Nicholas sighed out.
"She's stayed alive for this long," Theo added. "I don't think she'll die."
"She'll make it," Aidan spoke as he tucked his hands into his pockets.
"Hopefully," Elias breathed out just as Evangeline arrested again. The lines on the machines weren't flat but they seemed irregular as the doctors pushed her full of fluid and other stuff.
"Doubt it," I commented, backing away from the window.
Suddenly my phone rang. I let out an annoyed sigh when I saw it was Caterina. I ignored it only for her to call again and again. "What?," I snapped.
"Don't 'what' me asshole," she spoke angrily through the phone. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me about the business involving people?"
"Because it has nothing to do with you," I said in a duh tone.
"It has everything to do with me! I'm supposed to be marrying you!," she exclaimed like she was on the verge of tears.
"Your dad doesn't have an issue with it," I shrugged like I actually care what her family thinks of me and my businesses. Her family is pretty conservative which is why she isn't living with me right now. They want to wait until after the wedding for us to live together.
"But I do," she breathed out. "You're putting people to work to clear debt. Tobias, as a decent human, I just don't think I can marry you now."
"Don't be stupid," I told her sternly. "We're getting married because it's part of the deal."
"Forget the deal!," she sobbed out. "I don't want to be apart of this!"
"Caterina, we are going to get married. And when we do, I get what I want and you get what you want, freedom," I whispered harshly down the phone. I could hear her take a deep breath before she cut the call.
Hopefully, she'll get herself together.
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Evangeline's PoV
Two months later
Suddenly, all I could hear was a beeping noise. It was deafening and made me want to rip my eardrums out. My body didn't feel like mine because I wasn't connected to it. It was just my soul. I relaxed my eyes.
"MOM TELL HIM TO STOP!," I screamed out in agony as my father hit my back over and over again with his leather belt. All I could hear were the cries from my mom, the grunts from my dad and the slapping of the belt against my skin.
It was going to scar.
"Stupid bitch," I heard him repeat over and over again.
After maybe over 100 slaps from his belt, he gave up and dropped it to the floor beside me. He gave me a kick on my side before spitting on me and walking away. After 30 or 40 slaps from his belt, I stopped screaming. I got numb to the pain.
Lying here on this dirty ground, I couldn't feel my back. I cracked my eyes open to see my mother watching me with sad eyes as my father dragged her upstairs. This happens regularly.
He'll want her to go upstairs and she'll try and fight against him. He'll punch her and she'll cry so she ends up following him upstairs and then I just sit quietly while her screams and cries echo through the house.
That's how this normally goes.
Wanting to get out and away from this nightmare, I try to wake myself up. I don't know how but I try. I encourage myself to open my eyes, move a finger, anything. Suddenly, I wasn't in my head anymore. I could hear what was happening around me.
I guess this is step one to waking up?
I could hear that beeping noise more clear now. I have no idea what it is but that's really annoying. I overheard people talking. "She's not doing good," a man's voice sounded. Is he talking about me? "She's arrested a lot of times. And we've had to bring her back to life more than once. Because we shocked her a lot of times, we could've damaged her brain. We'll have to wait and see if she wakes up."
So I died? They brought me back to life and I died again? That's crazy.
"And she was heavily drugged beforehand so that also would've have contributed to the possible brain damage."
I need to wake up. I can't be stuck in my head for much longer. It's practically a death sentence.
So I'm in a hospital then, I guess.
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"Come on," someone groaned out making me wanna kill them. "Wake the fuck up." I really would prefer it if they wouldn't swear but we all can't get what we want, I guess. "Wake the fuck up before I kill you." He wouldn't kill me. "I'll kill you, resuscitate you, then kill you again. Oh shit, wait, that already happened to you." I'm like a survivor now. I mean, I would be if I actually woke up. "By the way, this is Aidan." I couldn't have guessed.
"Woah! Did you just see that!," he exclaimed in shock making me wonder what he did. "I held her hand and the heart monitor spiked!"
Really? I can't even feel my hand.
I wonder what made my heart rate increase then.
"I told you motherfuckers she won't die!," he exclaimed happily as I imagined him jabbing his finger at each of them.
They all assumed I would die then?
"Shut the fuck up," someone else spoke up, silencing him.
"Aha!," Aidan exclaimed again. "Her finger just moved!"
I can't really feel my fingers.
I could hear the door open then close before a voice I didn't recognise spoke, "It's just a reflex."
