Ripping my wrist from his grip, I stared him down. I couldn't believe that I tried to have a relationship with someone as controlling as he was. The manipulation was so plain to see, but I refused to take the red flag. Thinking that if I showed a shred of compassion towards him, that he would change. I wasn't sure why it took me so long to see that he would never change. No matter how hard I would have tried.

"What is it that you want to talk about so bad that you have to chase me like a dog?" I nearly shouted. My action only made him even more annoyed.

"Why do I feel like I'm the only one that wants to make this relationship work?" he mentioned. Making me shake my head.

Frustration was filling up with in me to the point that tears were pooling in my eyes. All I wanted was space away from him. Was that just too much to ask for?

"There is no relationship to work out, Derik," I finally said with a shaky breath, "I'm sick of it. I'm sick of all the fighting that we do. I'm sick of you constantly mistrusted me whenever I talk to David. I just want it to end."

An emotionless expression filled his face. Making it hard to figure out what he was thinking. It was probably the most terrifying thing I've seen so far with him.

"So you are just going to leave me and run to David after all?" he baited. I knew what it was he was doing. The guilt trip will come next to make me feel guilty for wanting to break up with him.

"David has nothing to do with this! Why is everything about David when it comes to you?!" I shouted. The tears freely falling from my eyes and leaving wet cold paths down my cheeks, "Has it even crossed your mind that I have not been happy once since we started dating? That I have been walking the path of doubt since you convinced me to give you a chance?"

Erik slowly walked up to us, guiding the motorcycle the whole way. He hesitated to give it to me with Derik shooting daggers at him with his eyes. I could tell that Erik wanted to stay and protect me. Part of me hoped that he would and then I wouldn't have to have this talk. But with how angry Derik was, he just placed the kick stand down before quickly waking off. Making me watch after his retreating figure.

"You want to know what I think, Derik?" I said, turning me attention back to him, "I think this was a big mistake. We never should have started in the first place."

A muscle in his jaw twitched with tension. He was clenching his teeth as anger slowly built up in him. I could see it in his dark eyes, "What are you going to do then? Break up with me and run off to David?"

"If that is what you want. You've been mentioning his name ever since the day I've met you," I responded calmly. He was like a ticking time bomb at the moment. If I said anything wrong, there was no telling what he would do.

We stood there silently as we stared each other down. Neither of us willing to make the first move. I was ready to get on the motorcycle and leave. There was no telling what he wanted to do. I was slowly learning that when angry, Seadonna boys are very hard to read and that was terrifying.

After what felt like hours, I finally moved and placed my hand on the handle of the motorcycle. The decision to leave had been made and I was going to go through with it. I was also going to end the relationship right here as well. The plan is that before I drive off, I will tell him that it was over between us. But I also have to prepare myself for things not going as planned.

"We aren't done talking," Derik mentioned through clenched teeth.

I sung my leg over the motorcycle and then looked over my shoulder at him, "Yes we are. We are done completely Derik. I'm tired of trying for you."

He didn't take that too well. As I turned back around to face forward, he grabbed onto me. Trying to pull me off of the motorcycle. I tried to push him away from me before I fell off. He was being unreasonable. This was the side that everyone tried to warn me about and I had no idea how to escape it.

Until the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the area. Making us both freeze and stop what we were doing. Both of us completely shocked about what had just happened. My eyes slowly looked into his shocked dark brown eyes. His anger suddenly gone as my cheek slowly started to tingle.

The pain gradually got worse, making me wonder if there was going to be a mark. By the look on his face, he didn't mean to hit me as hard as he did. I don't think he even planned on hitting me at all. But I guess his anger got the best of him in the moment. Now he was instantly regretting it.

"Leah?" he said in almost a whisper, "I'm so sorry. I-I-I didn't mean to."

I didn't say anything as I started the motorcycle and drove off. There was no way I was going to let him see me cry. He didn't deserve my tears, especially after hitting me like that. It made me think that if he could hit me when angry enough, what else could he do? The thought just terrified me more.

The wind blew in my face as I drove down the road. Unsure where I was going. At the moment, I just wanted to escape the pain I was feeling. Not just physically, but also emotionally. With how the day went so far, I didn't even bother to pay attention to the speed I was going.

My thoughts went to David and about how he would be scolding me for not considering my safety. He would yell at me for not even putting a helmet on. But I didn't want to stop or slow down. Not while the memory of how Derik and I ended. Just the thought made my stomach turn with regret. I didn't even want to think about the child I was carrying.

The rain began to fall the moment the tears did. It was like it knew that I didn't want anyone to see me cry. Hiding them in the drops that landed on my face as I continued to drive. My speed gradually getting faster. As if the faster I went the more I could escape from my mistakes. Escape from any regrets I was feeling at the moment.

Suddenly I remembered the dream I had right before I met David. Before my life completely changed. The image of my parents crying as if they had lost their other daughter. Not understanding why I had to die just like my sister. Not wanting to have them suffer again, I decided to slow down. But I came up with the choice too late.