Keep You In My Arms

𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌

"Am home!" I shouted once I entered into me and my fiancé's house, Jordan.

He proposed to me a week ago and we've been so excited to get married. The wedding was in two months so we started to make plans for the decorations and how we wanted things to play out. I just came from my maid of honor's house,

she was my close friend. We were getting the reservations and invitations ready together, I couldn't wait to tell Jordan.

"Babe!" I shouted once more but there was no reply. I saw his Lamborghini in the front so I know he's home.

I walked up the stairs to our room and started to hear his voice. He sounded like he was talking with someone on the phone, the person was on speaker so I could hear what the person was saying out loud. The more I walked closer to the door, the more the person's voice became clear. It was his father's voice, it sounded like a deep conversation about his business at first but when I walked in the room Jordan started to talk about our wedding. Once the sound of my heels hit the floor he turned around and hung up the phone.

"Baby!" Jordan smiled widely as he came to give me a hug.

"Hey, who are you on the phone with?" I asked. I already know who he was on the phone with.

"It was a friend of mine," So were lying now.

"Okay, I ordered some food it should be on the way." I wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Thank you," He said. "Andddd, I made the reservations and invitations today!" I squealed making him giggle.

"That's cool, baby. I am so excited about the wedding." He kissed me on the forehead.

"I know me too. The wedding will be glamorous," I said as we looked out enjoying the view.

"Babe?" Jordan called out snapping me out of my imaginations. "Yeah?" I said.

"When are we going to have a baby?" He asked I turned around with a confused look on my face.

"When I settle down with my job, you know we talked about this." I cupped his cheek.

"Why don't you want to have the baby, right now?" He asked more eagerly.

"Because like I said before the last time we talked about having kids, we were going to settle down after two years of our marriage then we will have a baby," I said in a concerned voice.

Why was he asking about this all of a sudden?

"So you don't love me?" He stepped back away from me with hurt in his eyes.

"No, baby. What's wrong-

"You don't want to have a baby with me because of work?" He cut me off as he walked out of our bedroom, I followed behind him.

"What are you talking about?" I asked and I didn't get a reply.

"Babe?... Jordan, talk to me." I grabbed his arm trying to make him look at me but he snatched his arm away aggressively.

"If you touch me again, I will hurt you." He said making me step away from him in disbelief.

"Why would you say that to me? Jordan, what's wrong with you today?" I asked as I tried to cup his cheeks but he pushed me to the ground then got on top of me.

"Listen to me nice and clear," He starts to choke me. "THIS IS MY HOUSE, I DON'T HAVE TO TALK TO YOU, I DO WHAT I WANT TO DO. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?" He asked and I nodded my head quickly before he let me go. I started to cough as he got off me, I have never been so scared in my life.

"Now, we are going to have a baby together whether you like it or not," He walked to the kitchen and poured himself a drink.

"Before the wedding? What if-

"There are no if's. You keep speaking your mind, you will be in trouble with me," He said before taking his drink to the head. I finally stood up and started to walk up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" He asked making me turn around to look at him from the kitchen.

"I am going to take a shower," I said trying to hold in the tears.

"Okay, don't be too long. I don't want to eat dinner alone." He nods before pouring another glass of Vodka.

I continued to walk upstairs and closed the door behind me as soon as I walked into our bedroom. The tears started to fall down my cheeks, I fell to the ground and started to weep but not too loud so he won't hear. I got off the floor and walked into the bathroom. I took off my clothes as I cried and connected my phone to the Bluetooth speakers in my room and started to play music.

I couldn't believe Jordan put his hands on me, I was so scared of what he might he do next. I can't believe this was the person I am getting married to in two months. Maybe he didn't mean to choke me, but what if he did? What if he planned on hurting me and just waited for the right moment for me to piss him off? I had all these thoughts and questions, I just didn't feel safe in the house with him. When I was done taking a shower, I put lotion on my body. I went to my drawers to throw on a pair of panties and a bra. I found my white silk robe that stopped at my knees behind the door and threw that on too.

I took a deep breath before I opened the door and walked back downstairs. I looked outside and the skies were turning from red and orange to purple and blue. I must have been in the shower for a minute. Once my feet hit the floor, Jordan's head popped up from the couch and he turned around to see me. He had no facial expression on his face, I couldn't tell if he was still mad at me anymore. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge doors to find something to drink.

"Eve, come here." He said softly. My heart stopped, I didn't know what he was going to do to me.

I slowly closed the fridge doors and walked over to the living room where he was watching tv on the couch. I stopped by the wall and he motions for me to come here with his fingers so I walked even closer to him until I was in front of him. I was so scared, I probably was shaking at this point.

"Baby, I am so" He grabs my hand before continuing. "So sorry for what I did to you. You are an amazing and beautiful woman in my life. I didn't mean to do you harm. Will you forgive me?" Jordan apologized. Everything in my body was telling me to say yes but my mind was saying something else. It sounded like he didn't mean to hurt me but it also sounded like a lie. He kept looking into my eyes for an answer then he started to kiss my arm up to my neck and cheek. It felt so good to be in his embrace, I really love Jordan. Maybe he won't do this again, I can trust him.

"I forgive you," I whispered but loud enough for him to hear then he cupped my cheeks and started to kiss me.

Little did I know that after that night, he was going to hit me more and more. Weeks went by and he started to become more aggressive with me and say hurtful things. One night he got drunk and came home, he smelt like he was at a strip club but I didn't want to believe that he was at a club. When I tried to help him get into bed he slapped me and called me a whore for not sleeping with him anymore. He kept saying I was cheating on him but the real reason why I didn't want to have sex with him was that I didn't want a kid. Especially with him being this abusive, I wasn't going to do that to my unborn babies. So once he finally started to calm down he asked to make him a drink and not in a kind way either. I went to the kitchen and drugged his cup that he likes to drink in the middle of the night to get some water and gave it to him. I stayed in bed until he went into a deep sleep and got dressed to go to my family's house.

I was safe for a little while until now.

𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆

"Wake up, Eve. We are going to be home soon." A voice called out making me wake up.

"Hassan," I said as I rubbed my eyes then I saw it was Jordan in front of me. I jumped a little at the sight of him and he started to chuckle. I leaned up against the headboard and saw that I was dressed in pajamas.

"You kept saying that in your sleep. Who is Hassan? Someone that you slept with or a little boyfriend that you had in India?" Jordan questioned and I wasn't putting up with it.

"Screw you, Jordan. This is not about him, this is about us. WHY AM I HERE?!" I shouted feeling my anger rise. He closed his eyes for a moment then he gave me strong a backhand. I held my cheek as I looked at him.

"I don't like it when you- I slapped him across his face cutting him off in the middle of his sentence. I know he was pissed and I wanted him to be.

"Eve, you don't that and I will kill you," Jordan said sternly.

"Then you should just kill me because I might do it again," I said with tears in my eyes. He looked shocked that I said that and honestly, I was shocked too.

"I would never kill you, Eve. I can't live without you, I just want to keep you in my arms." Jordan tried to hold my hand but I snatched it away not believing one word he said.

"What if your arms don't me make feel safe? What if you go and hurt me again?" I asked. He sat back and looked down at the floor.

"You have no choice but to come with me to Nigeria so we can get married." He looked into my eyes. I was confused at this point.

"Why on earth would I get married to you?" I crossed my arms.

"Because I have your parents." My heart dropped. Why would he have my parents? He is such a bastard, why would he bring my parents into this?

"You're a heartless man," I shook my head.

"A heartless man that you're about to get married to once we make it home. It's going to be just like old times." Jordan said as he got off the bed. Before I was going to say anything he walked out the bedroom door leaving me on the bed to my thoughts.

𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙃𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙬.