"Please eat baby, please"

Rafael's voice was met by silence.

"What do you want? Anything I swear I will get it for you."

"I want you to stay away from me you sick fuck,"

"Please don't say that baby please."

"I said stay away from me you stupid asshole, I hate you." I heard a loud noise as if someone had just thrown something against the wall.

I walked faster to the scene wanting to see what was happening.

"Please don't be like that," Rafael was kneeling right next to this girl for which I had been mistaken for. She was sitting on one of the chairs from the dining table.

Out of nowhere the girl slapped Rafael and I gasped, she took her plate full of food and threw it against him. Being shocked was an understatement. Oohh she was going to get it, she was going to feel the wrath of Rafael's anger.

She continued screaming and throwing things, I could see that Rafael was getting angry and I just wanted to see how this would unfold. She was digging her own grave, I remember the first day Rafael had beat me to unconsciousness for throwing a tantrum.

Was I a bad person for not contemplating of helping her if Rafael hits her but why would I help her I am sure I was going to get my own punishment for running away.

Loala was pretty, she was skinny and tall with black shinny hair. She had good bone structure and I could see how someone could mistake me for her. We did look alike to some level, she was obviously prettier. My insides twisted with jealousy.

What happened next shocked me, Rafael didn't hit her, it seemed like all he did was beg her. My jaw dropped, if it was I who had done that I am sure that Rafael would have slapped me but no he just knelt besides his angel and asked for her to calm down but the girl didn't have it. She kept on throwing things at him, insulting him something I wouldn't dare do but why was I shocked. Rafael would never treat Loala like he treated me, she was his angel, his precious and I just felt sick to my stomach just thinking about it.

I was the trash, the mistake and she was the one. She was the one he respected, the one he loved and I had been a fool to think that he had ever loved me. Quickly I walked past the scene, tears threatening to fall. Just as I passed them Loala saw me and turned.

"Help me!" she started shouting towards me, if only she knew that I like her also needed help.

"Help me please, Get me out of here!" She screamed. If I could I would help her before he tamed and broke her like he did me, before it was too late like it was for me. I would now always be tied to Rafael because of our baby, I was ruined, marked.

I walked faster wanting to get away from this scene. I could suddenly feel Rafael's eyes burn holes on my back and I made the mistake to turn and look at him. He looked like the devil, His eyes told me that he was coming for me and I started running towards the stairs. Up I went and away from the girl's cry for help. I could not understand why he sent me to the wing with so much steps and no elevator. I knew he was whipped but couldn't he just think of his baby. I took the steps one at a time taking breaks now and again beads of sweat on my forehead my chest viciously rising up and down while I tried breathing in and out. I guess this was the exercise the doctor was talking about. I blinked back the tears feeling the strain from my muscles with no adrenaline and anger to push me through like before.

I got to my room and locked the door before leaning against it. I didn't dare move for about an hour afraid that the devil would come and knock the door down. The room was just as I left it, everything was on the floor messed up. Feeling tired I finally moved from the door and went to the undone bed, throwing myself on it. I wondered how I would survive this house, it had just turned from a fairy-tale to a nightmare. I got off the bed as I failed to sleep and started tidying up the room. I put all my clothes on the closet, did my bed and put everything where it was supposed to be before I started pacing like a crazy person.

After about four hours I heard a knock on my door and I froze in place. The knock came again and slowly I walked to the door to open it only to find a maid standing there.

"Sorry ma'am but Mr Vintage is asking for you.'' The girl said.

''Okay," I said back.

I walked out of the room and followed the girl. She took me to Rafael's study.

He sat behind his desk smoking a cigar. I couldn't help but feel scared as no one said a thing. I stood by the door as he smoked and finished with my main concern really being the smoke clouding the room as I brought my arm to cover my mouth and nose fear leaving me shaking where I stood as if my chicken legs would snap leaving me to crumble to the floor. My eyes never shifted from him wanting to know where he was at all times. I watched him get up from behind the table and slowly walk towards me.

Oohh he was angry I could see it, he was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode and I just knew I would suffer dearly. I didn't say a word, in a way I was also angry and I was afraid that if I did talk I would say something that would get me killed. I had to remind myself that I wasn't Loala and now that Loala was here who knew where I stood with Rafael.

He didn't look like the man I was with just a few days ago but he seemed like the man I had first met. If I didn't know better I would say he was bipolar or maybe he was it was just that I didn't know.

"Why can't she accept me," he finally said. "Why can't she see that I love her, why does she keep disrespecting me?" He ran his hand over his hair in frustration. You could see that he hadn't slept in days, dark marks under his eyes.

Now I understood why he was so angry, it wasn't about me at all.

"The reason you still alive right now is because of that thing." He said pointing towards my belly.

I couldn't understand, by that thing did he mean my baby, his baby? His words cut right through my heart to the core and the anger I was holding in just exploded.

"Fuck you!" I screamed at him and before I knew it I was down on the floor holding my sore cheek, tears fighting to spill out.

How dare he!

"Screw you!" I screamed again causing him to punch me on the face. I lay flat on the carpet spitting blood. My hand went around my belly as protection of some sort.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, you are nothing but a petty whore. The day you give birth to that stupid baby is the day you shall see what I'm capable of." He said before he turned around going back to sit behind his desk. I tried standing up, stumbling a few times. I opened the door and walked out only to lock eyes with grey ones. Eyes of the woman I so hated. I partly knew why Rafael was doing this, he couldn't hit his precious angel so instead he made me the target instead.

How long had I suffered because of this girl, how long will I continue suffering for her. At first I suffered because I wasn't her and now I'm suffering because she won't give in to him.

Lord have mercy on my soul.

Loala looked shocked to see me at the state I was in, she gasped and stepped aside as I passed through. Two guards were guarding her following her just like they did when I first got here. She stood there and watched me walk away. I stumbled now and then trying hard to be strong, hand on my belly. I made my way to the elevator where I leaned on the doors.

When I got to the first floor I slowly took the steps to my room knowing that I was away from prying eyes I swayed sitting on the cold floor my body slagging down tears pouring as if a hose had been open. I cried the blood seeping from my mouth down my chin. I felt my mind sway inside my head, felt as if my sanity was slipping as I wept my heart out. How could I suffer so much, wasn't there justice in this world? Who had I wronged? The darkness took me as its own as I leaned against the walls caging me in the stairs sobs wrecking through my body to the point where I could not breathe. My chest was closing in as I heaved trying but failing to catch my breath more tears spilling out panic setting in my vision getting blurry my body lowering to the floor.

I lay there in the darkness the cold seeping in my bones until I could not feel my toes. I did not want to get up, did not want to move until death claimed me yet it was no longer just my life, I had a person growing inside of me. I had a beautiful baby growing inside of me and for that reason I found myself stumbling up carrying my heavy heart and heavy body up the stairs.

It was obvious that Rafael's tolerance for me had worn out, he was blinded by his obsession with this girl that he would hurt his own child. I feared for myself and for my sanity, this was not life, this was hell. My own personal hell on earth.

I didn't see myself surviving this, I didn't see a future.