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With you till the end

(WARNING:this novel talks about depression,anxiety and ptsd,it also has violence and sexual assault.If you are triggered by any of these things i don't recommend you read.) Layla Griffin,a girl coming from an abusive past and now struggling with anxiety,depression and PTSD. Jacob Santiago,a boy who’s father is a mafia lord and wants him to take over the family business once he is of age. He's helping her get over her past and she's helping him take control over his life. Are they destined to be?Or will this be another tragic love story...

Tt_A · Adolescente
Classificações insuficientes
44 Chs

Hate

Layla's side:

I woke up in Jacob's arms the next morning, with the sweet smell of his soft hair. I was playing with his hair as he was sleeping when he suddenly snapped awake.

L -"I- good morning"

J -"Where you playing with my hair?"

L -"*Cough cough* Yes"

J -"*Laughs*"

L -"You look cute when you're sleeping, i couldn't help myself"

J -"Cute?"

L -"Yes, C-U-T-E...CUTE"

J -"And you're S-E-X-Y...SEXY"

L -"Oh shut up!"*Nudges*

I got out of bed to get ready for the day when Jacob pulled me backwards.

J -"No, don't leave..."

L -"We already slept in enough, it's time to get ready!"

J -"Aww fine..."

He yawned as he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I got dressed and made the bed, before we went to have our late breakfast. His brothers seemed to have finished their breakfast already, because they weren't at the table.

I heard Jacob's father talking to a familiar voice in a nearby room, the door opened to reveal him and...My Father?! What the hell is he doing here?!

I spit out my food in shock as i open my mouth to speak.

L -"Dad?"

J -"Wait, dad?"

My hands were in fists under the table as i tried to control my anger.

"Is this girl your daughter?"Jacob's dad asked

"Y-yes sir"

Is my dad scared of him? Pathetic!

"I thought you said you had no children"

His father gave me an icy cold glare, my throat tightened and i gulped. He had a murderous look in his eyes, why does he hate me so much?!

"M.Griffin come with me"

He led my father back into the room without hesitation.

Father's side:

"You still owe me my money M.Griffin"

"I-i know sir i just- i don't have it right now"

"You been saying that for the past few months! Either you hand it over now or i'll have to deal with you myself!"

"P-please! Spare me! H-how about my daughter, take her! Please!"

"You said the same words last time and look what happened to your wife! You have to be punished for your mistakes, how will you learn your lesson otherwise?!"

"I- I promise it won't happen again! I swear! Please i'm begging you! Take her instead!"

"This is your last chance! Disrespect me one more time and you're done for!"

Layla's side:

J -"That was your dad?"

L -"I- Yes, but what the hell is that bastard doing here?"

J -"Bastard?"

L -"My father is more than a bastard, i was being generous"

J -"I don't like any of this...Why would my father be talking to your dad?"

Our conversation was interrupted by my father bolting through the door of the room and out of the house in fear.

"Guards!"

Two huge men wearing black suits approached me and grabbed my arms.

L -"What's going on?!"

They ignored my words and proceeded to drag me out of the house, and into the backyard as i screamed for help.

L -"GET OFF OF ME! HELP!"

J -"DON'T TOUCH HER!"

L -"JACOB! PLEASE!"

They pinned me down and the ground, tied my arms and legs, and dragged me like a dead body.

L -"LET GO OF ME! JACOB HELP!"

They shoved me in the the trunk of a car and closed it.