Page 43 of In Ruins
“Please stop,” I beg, blood dripping down my face.
“Who the hell did you spread your legs for?!” he screams, aiming another kick for me. I curl myself into a ball, and he catches me on the thigh. I’m trying my hardest to keep my bump covered and away from this madman. “When did you leave this house to go out and spread your whore legs?”
He grabs my hair, his hand fisted tightly as he drags me up and hits me in the face again. “Fucking answer me!”
I’m in so much pain, my eyes already feel like they’re swollen, and my entire jaw hurts, along with my back and legs from where he kicked me. I couldn’t answer even if I wanted to.
“S-stop,” I eventually manage to get out and beg. He lets go of my hair and shoves me back like he’s disgusted to even touch me.
“Did you know about this?” he questions, turning to Giana.
“N-no,” I manage to gasp out through the pain. “She didn’t have anything to do with this. I um… I snuck out and went to one of the clubs a few towns over a couple of months ago by myself.”
“Fucking traitorous bitch!” he yells as he kicks me again, this one landing on my chest. I had to dodge the asshole because he was aiming for my stomach. Tears instantly form in my eyes because hell, it feels like my entire body is on fire now. “After everything I’ve done for you, you ungrateful, filthy little slut! You have been nothing but a disgrace to this family since the day you were born! How dare you fucking embarrass me like this! Do you have any idea what this betrayal could do to my relationship with Salvatore?” he screams.
“I told you I didn’t want to marry that creep,” I manage to gasp out through the pain.
“Please don’t! You could kill her!” Giana tells him when he moves to no doubt hit me again.
“I don’t fucking care. I should kill this bitch for what she’s done! Who is the father of this bastard?” he seethes. I’m slumped on the floor in front of my bed, barely managing to keep myself upright. I’m having trouble seeing him through eyes that are already starting to swell.
“I-I?—”
“Fucking answer me!” he screams into my face, having kneeled down in front of me. He grabs me by the throat and squeezes for a few seconds before letting go. I choke and gasp for air before a coughing fit takes over. “Answer me before I kill you.”
“I-I don’t know,” I choke out. I’d rather have him believe I don’t know, instead of telling him that Enzo Andretti is the father of my baby. He’d really kill me in a fit of rage then.
“So, you were just out there spreading your legs like a goddamn bitch in heat for just any random man, knowing you were engaged to Salvatore?!” he roars.
“I—”
“Shut the fuck up! You don’t get to speak! I don’t want to hear any of your goddamn lies! From this moment on, you are nothing to me! I will no longer acknowledge you as my daughter, you filthy fucking cunt! I know exactly what I’m going to do with you!” he sneers.
“Wh-what do you mean?” I stutter out, tears flowing down my face. I can’t hold it in any longer because of all the pain.
“Pack your shit. I’m sending you to a convent, and you’ll stay in your fucking room without leaving until I get it arranged.”
“Y-you can’t do that.”
“Oh, I assure you, I can. And do you want to know what I’m going to do to you after?”
“What?” I ask, wearily.
“I’m going to wait until you give birth to the bastard, and then I’m going to take it and raise it as my property. Maybe this one will turn out better than you ever were. And don’t think you’re getting away from marrying Salvatore, as I assume that was your plan all along,” he tells me, sneering.
“What are you talking about?”
“What? Did you think getting yourself pregnant would alleviate you from your duties to this family?” I look at him without answering. “I’m betting you did. Not to worry, though. I’m going to tell Salvatore that you’ve come down with a sudden illness that you’ll be needing intensive treatment for at a hospital out of state, and once you’re cured, the wedding will take place.”
“How is your master plan going to work once I have the baby?”
“I’m going to wait until after you give birth to tell him you’re cured, obviously, and then I’m going to take it away from you,” he says sinisterly.What a fucking asshole!
“What do you mean you’re going to take the baby away from me?”
“Exactly as I just said. What, are you stupid now, too?”
“No. Not as much as you!” I snap. “How are you going to explain a newborn baby to all your friends?”
