69: The Day We Attack with our Voices
Biya's POV
My hands shook and my knees went weak as I watched her cry her eyes out. She crouched down and covered her face with both hands, shaking violently as her cries rang painfully in the room.
"You were paid to do it?" My voice gave away what I tried to keep for myself. I felt horrified, angry and devastated that people would go through lengths just to destroy me and Emil. I wanted to strangle her and shake the truth out of her. I wanted to scream at her. I clenched my hands into fists, trying to stop myself from slapping her. How can she do this? How can she accept money from someone and ruin lives?
"How do you even sleep at night?" My voice waivered as the pain in my heart continued to hold me like a tight vine. She sobbed and tried to wipe her tears but it only smudged her make-up.
"I had to do it. I-I was paid to do it."
"You're a fucking grown woman! You know better. You can say no and move on but what did you do? Don't act so innocent on me now, Stephanie. I fucking know you wanted it too. You enjoyed it. I saw you that night. You were fucking smiling. Do you know how many nights I fucking cried remembering that day? It was a nightmare to see you smiling while he slept on the bed next to you. You fucking drugged him. You-you-" My emotions burst out like a damn and it pushed me to raised my hand on her and slap her cheek.
"You're dumb to even think I will forgive you with what you did. Stop acting stupid! Now fucking tell me. Did they blackmail you? Huh?! Give me one damn good reason I am not going to slap you again for all the shit you did." I shouted and she cried like a baby.
"N-no." She shook her head as she held her hands in the air and begged for forgiveness. Well, no! I won't forgive her. Not that easily.
"Then what did he have that you don't?!"
"My career! He promised me to put me in bigger projects. I'm sorry. I am a bitch, okay! I am! I only wanted to be-"
"To be what?! Popular?! You can try building your career without being a fucking leech and a bitch! Stephanie, we are both women and you should have known better how painful it is to have someone rip you to pieces. You should have known better not to let another woman go through shit but you did! Big time!"
"I'm sorry!!!"
"Your apology is not accepted. You are an adult! You can make your own choices and you chose this. Not only did you let yourself fall into a paid messed-up scheme, you ruined me and you have hurt people. You hurt me and most of all, you hurt Emil. Rape is rape no matter what you see from it. You took advantage of him and I know deep in my heart he is suffering from it because not everyone would listen to a man tell a story about rape! Shame on you, Stephanie!"
"Please. Please no. Forgive me please. Help me please. I'm ruined if he knows I went to look for you. My career... Everything I worked hard for..."
"Well, you should have thought of those before you decided to ruin lives. It's over. Ronaldo?" My bodyguard automatically came to my side.
"Call the police. It's time we speak our truth. No more silence from us." He quickly pulled out his phone as I watched the bitch in front of me go in hysterics. Just then, the door slammed open and revealed a breathless Emil and an equally worried Blaze.
"What the fuck happened? Who is she?" My boss came rushing to the woman crying like a banshee. Emil instantly recognized her. I saw the way his jaw tick. His eyes landed to me and with big strides, he silently reached me.
"Did she hurt you?" His voice was low and the underlying threat can be heard by the low growl in his voice. His hand came snaking around my waist and pulled me close to him. His eyes searched for mine. I felt his thumb wiping my tears away. Oh... I can't even process everything anymore... I was still crying. I drew out a shaky breath and put most of my weight against him. It felt like my energy got drained and I wanted to faint. I wanted this to be over. I cannot take it. My heart and my mind were both screaming for me to get her out of here. She was like a toxic gas I wanted to get away from.
"Amore? Are you hurt?" He cupped my cheek and brought those pretty sapphire eyes to me. I bit my lip and shook my head. Worry was evident on his face and I wanted to soften his furrowed brows. My lips shook as a sob escaped from me.
"Let's get out of here." He said. Ronaldo, secure the exits. Marcus is waiting outside." He began to order but I stopped him with a pat on the chest.
"We need to stay."
"Why? I don't want you to be near her." He glanced at Stephanie who is being guarded by Blaze. She was silently sobbing now and she had kept her face low, unable for me to see her completely. I studied him for a second as he looked at her. There was hate and regret striking emotions in his eyes. His gaze lowered to mine.
"I-I..."
"Breathe, Biya." He stroke my hair slowly.
"I made Ronaldo call the police." He grew alarmed at what I told him and his eyes went up and down my body checking me.
"Did she hurt you?!"
"No. Not anymore. Emil? Don't you think it's time we speak for ourselves? Don't you think it's time we fight? Not just in silence. Let's speak. Let yourself speak. What happened to us... it's not completely your fault. You know that. It pains me to see you regret what happened that day every single day. I know it's your nightmare. Let's chase your nightmares away." I softly spoke to him. Caressing his cheek, he stared at me for a few seconds before I spotted him swallow nervously.
"No one would believe me, Biya..."
"I believe in you." I countered and then, the crystal clear tear ran down his cheek. I quickly wipe his tear away.
"Speak and let's live in peace, Emil. It's our battle I'm willing to fight with you." I hugged him after that. I rested my face against his chest to hear his heart beat so fast.
"For you, I will fight any war that comes between us." He kissed my forehead at that and held me tight. Between Stephanie's sobs, I ironically found my solace. The strength of our trust for each other grew and it bound us now as one. I could feel it in my heart.
"Stephanie, we will see you in court." He spoke in such confidence and it held promise that this would be over soon. He was stripped bare in this room without even talking much but I knew everyone understood the message. He silently pulled away, took my hand and pulled me out of the room.
"Ronaldo, notify me the moment the police arrives."
"Of course, Sir." He said. We left the room still hearing the actress cry her regrets away.
I slumped down on the couch in Blaze's office the moment Emil closed the door. I watched my fingers shake and I tried controlling my breaths. Did I do it right? Did I face her right? Did I... Did I fight for what I wanted to fight? My mind was getting wrecked by my own thoughts.
"Here, love. Please drink." He came to my side with a glass of water. My hands shook badly as I drank. When I was done, he carefully took the glass away from me, placed it on the coffee table and knelt in front of me.
"You fought for my own battle. I should be the one doing that. I should be the one protecting you." Emil softly spoke. His eyes held emotions I couldn't read and more tears flowed from me.
"I-I can fight for you too. It's not just you. You have been taking care of me for so long, Emil. I want to fight for you. I want to be your voice when you can't speak. I want to be there for you when no one else is."
"This is a serious matter, Biya. You called the police. The world will watch every move from us starting today."
"I am ready for that. Are you scared, Emil? Are you ready for this? We can still back out if you want." I asked as he looked at me with fear in his eyes.
"I would be lying if I tell you I am not scared. But I am more scared for you." I smiled at him. He is still thinking about my own well-being than his. Caressing his cheek, I kissed him.
"Not everyone will listen to my story, Biya. All they thought about me was I slept around even though I have not since you came into my life... I-If... If Stephanie had not..." He looked away at that and lowered his head, guilty again of what had happened.
"That's why we're going to do our best to win this fight. I will be with you every step of the way. We need to have justice. I am angry that you are silent of what has happened to you and I understand what you are coming from. But you need to speak. It's time for people to hear your side of your story. We have been flocked by the media when we broke up. We have been called names but here we are, stronger than ever, Emil. We can do this. I love you-" He didn't let me finish as his lips landed on mine on a harsh kiss. More tears ran down my cheeks as my emotions overflowed. My love for him was so painful that I felt like I would burn from its passion. I let him take the lead and closed my eyes. Tongues clashed and our lips danced in a rushed, violent way. My hands went up to his hair, running my hands through his silky hair. Tugging his hair, I pulled away breathless.
"Whatever happens, I will do my best to protect you." His dilated eyes locked with mine.
"And I will do my best to support you." I replied. He tipped my chin down and kissed my forehead.
"Stay here. I will talk to the police." He said before standing up and leaving the office. I was left alone for a minute or two before a man wearing the same suit uniform like Ronaldo came in with a knock on the door. He looked familiar.
"Hello miss. I'm Jasper. Remember me? So I'll be your temporary bodyguard while Ronaldo speaks to the police." He introduced himself. Oh yes. The guy who helped me when Zeke assaulted me.
"Of course. Have a seat, Jasper." I offered and he smiled.
"It's okay, miss. I'm good here." He replied before standing by the door. I sighed and let him be. Closing my eyes, I let myself rest. I was beyond exhausted. First, the surgery we performed and now this. Now that silence entered the room, I felt drowsy. My eyes felt heavy and before I knew it, I let the darkness embrace me.
I was being shaken lightly. That I noticed as I emerged from my sleep-induced state. Blinking, Emil came to my view. I stretched as he gave me space. Noticing my environment, I was covered by a hospital blanket and I have been laid on the couch. I fell asleep sitting. Who moved me?
"I moved you if that's alright." He answered my thought.
"What happened? How long have I been asleep?"
"Only 30 minutes. My lawyer is talking to the police now. Ronaldo has given his statement and Stephanie will be taken to prison. Can you talk to the police tomorrow? They want to ask you some questions."
"Of course. It's not a problem." I replied before I got out the couch. I was folding the blanket when I noticed Emil on the side deep in thought.
"What's wrong?" I approached him.
"Something doesn't add up. It's impossible for her to know where you are at the exact moment she needed to talk to you. Someone knows your schedule and someone let her in the hospital..."
"Well, all of us in the team were in the operating room. A staff member perhaps?" Silence fell for a second before his eyes snapped at me as if he realized something.
"Does Zeke still have access to everything in the hospital?" He asked.
"Uhm... I don't know."
"Jasper, go sweep the whole hospital." He ordered and the man ran out of the room.
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