I Hate Him

I watch Nikolas go quiet maybe from seeing me mad, his eyes change a shade darker and he places his right hand on his chin, smiling in a creepy manner.

“ A person who will do anything for money, and has dealt with the cartel,” He says. I shouldn’t let him affect me this much, stay calm for the baby.

" what were you, a whore? a drug mule?" he asks, looking genuinely curious.

“ I don’t need to tell you anything or justify myself to you, I am carrying this child and as soon as it is born, you pay me and I will leave,” My voice came out small, and leave before tears spill, that stupid psychopath doesn’t have to see me cry, so he can insult me more.

I shut the door to my room and lean against it as tears start to stream down my eyes. Why did his words affect me so much? He looked at me as though I disgusted him, why would he judge me like that? He does not know me or my story.

Mario ruined me, he hurt me and I hate him for that.

“I’ll leave the city with a new identity and new life far awa