She didn't dare to look into his eyes.
Instead, Gabrielle kept her gaze fixed onto the solid timber floor, determined not to let him notice the tears that were threatening to spill.
She sensed his frosty fingers gradually lift her chin. Her heartbeat quickened; pounding frantically against her chest.
"Look at me, Gabrielle." His voice was smooth and treacherous. Each word sent shivers down her spine making her feel frail and vulnerable.
"Look at me." He repeated. A bead of sweat trickled down Gabrielle's neck. She tried to keep her ragged breathing under control while she raised her eyes and met his.
Dark, intriguing, evil incarnated...and dangerously beautiful; Gabrielle couldn't help but be lured into his little web. It was as if it were a deranged routine she had learnt off by heart, beginning with his abhorrence and disgust, his blind covetousness to the pain caused by the break-up...and finally concluded with his reconciliation and promises of never hurting her again.
But even Gabrielle knew he was lying.
She watched his lips form into a lethal smirk. He knew that once again; he had won.
His icy fingers brushed against her busted lip; Gabrielle tried not to wince at the pain. His expression softened; showing the least bit signs of regret for what he had done.
"Forgive me, Gabrielle?" His eyes burned into hers, it was almost as if he was challenging her. She let a tear fall down her scathed cheek. She did what he knew she would do.
He grinned, for he knew that underneath all the hate she had for him, she still loved him, and he took pleasure in manipulating that knowledge.
He turned around and walked towards the door, the sound of shattered glass crunched beneath his shoes with each step he took. With his hand on the handle, he gazed at his young, tormented wife. His smile was so deceiving, so sinful and devilish...it made Gabrielle feel insignificant. Without another word, he walked off, locking the door behind him.
Gabrielle had never felt so trapped and alone.
She collapsed to the ground and through her teary eyes; she could make out the millions of stars illuminating the night sky outside her window. She remembered the times her husband made her feel special, telling her that her eyes glistened so brightly, it brought all the stars to shame. She remembered the days where he would enliven her with fables...the days where brutal words and threats did not exist.
She gently opened the glass window and stepped outside into the wintry, boisterous night. Her bare feet felt cool against the tiles of the roof. Gabrielle dared herself to look down at the vivacious city below her.
She took off her golden ring, the one he'd given her to denote their never ending love for one other... before stepping off the roof and inviting the darkness to overcome her.
Gabrielle only hoped he would think of her every time he'd look up at the stars above.
A/N - My first completed short story, ever.
1 in 3 women experience an abusive relationship, but no one deserves to go through what Gabrielle did, or be driven to the point to make suicide the last alternative.
Inspired by the amazing song on the right --->
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