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Amari's Point of view

Halfway through the movie night; Paris fell asleep.

Her head resting on one of his knees.

She was between us, we were watching 'Shrek.'

Out of all the fucking movies in the world, Paris got Dominic watching Shrek.

For a killa to watch Strek

Mi must nah see right

The hold she has over him is something else, because she even had him laughing out. Loud.

The movie went on a good volume before he slightly turns it down.

Only the light from the Screen could be seen, as we stayed sandwich together.

White Sofas were plenty in this room; there is five. We sat on the longest one. With popcorns next to each of us, though Paris ate most of mines.

If anyone asks me what went down in the movie; I wouldn't be able to tell any of the names except Strek and that the donkey went flying when his owner tried to sell him. My mind as been distracted and I couldn't keep focused. I kept glancing at Dominic ninety-nine percent of the time.

The feelings that are starting to surface is more than just lust. He not only just look at me, he looks at me and sees me.

I'm scared of the feelings that are surfacing but, I can't seem to run fast enough from them.

A battle between my heart and mind. What I want and what Paris needs is two different things.

My mind spread like a sheet.

Meanwhile washing the plates; which I had insist to, I couldn't help but overthink.

What could be in the file?

"I'm going to put her to sleep."

I hummed and placed a finger in my mouth; bitting absent mindedly at a chipped nail.

Setting Paris's popcorns aside, he took her up."Shut it down and meet in the hall." He said.

I powered it down and exit the room. A password was to the door next on the wall; that closes it automatically.  Almost losting myself. I finally found the hall.

He was waiting on me.

His shirt was gone. His upper chest greets my eyes.

Walking towards me, he held out a the thing that has got my mind spinning. "Have a seat."

With each steps he takes, my eyes found a new spot on his body. The way his face is so perfectly made to my liking, I remembered I was naked underneath.

Bwoy, God yuh see

Mi nuh Fi a think so and a feel so bout man ino caz look weh love do mi

I ain't supposed to feel like this

Taking it from his hand, I sat and he sat next to me.

Why he  even gotta remove the damn thing?

"I wanted a shirt on around your daughter, now that we are alone....but I could go and give you space, if that's what you want." He pointed up the stairs with his thumb and I shook my head, no.

Yet stills; I crossed my legs   and scoot further away from him, into the corner of the sofa.

I thought he would follow me, and distract me with his sexuality but he didn't.

He holds a serious air around him.

Oooohkay?

He's one of those men who knows how to do things and when to do them.  Which makes me respect him more.

"Before you, open that...you should know that you didn't do anything wrong. It's not your fault, so I don't want you blaming yourself."

Successfully nervous unlocked

"I don't think I can do this."

"Give it to me," He consoles.

"Am going to tell you, but you can keep it for yourself. For future reference if you might need it."

I nodded my head and kept my eyes glued at his face.

For years, I've known Cals and now, it feels like am about to open his brain and see inside. It feels like I never really knew him and It hurts.

The picture he had painted was starting to blurr; because I can see him in a new light, See him as a liar, and a manipulator.

Maybe he wants to be good, but his true nature always drags him back down.

Did he ever loves me?

Or when did he fall out fo love with me?

If he didn't want me anymore why did he continually try to get me back?

Why did he try so hard?

He's a user

I blinked furiously, my eyes looking everywhere.

"Can I come closer?"

I nod my head and he comes close, close enough, I could feel his heat. He gives me a side hug and pressed a kiss to my head and rubs my arm.

"We can do this another time, we-"

Bracing myself against the truth, I sniffed and straighten my shoulders.

"Just get to the point. Gimmi the main points. Raw, nuh go round nothing, nuh preety up nothing," I rushed, forgetting that he was just learning Creole.

I added. "Start."

"He was watching you the whole time, it started around two years ago. It turns out that he payed a cop to keep an eye on you."

Staring ahead, I braced myself. Memories flashes throughout my head, of a familiar police car.

Dominic scoots a slight distance from me and squeezed my thigh and I nodded for him to continue.

"He had hidden cameras in your car and  he went as far as to listening to your phone calls."

My heart drops and I closed my eyes, briefly, disappointment runs through me, waiting for him to continue. He remains silent.

"Don't worry, Ashton  got it covered."

"What else are you leaving out?"

"Whatever I've left out. I think it's best you read them yourself. As you know, I'm not a saint, Amari. Am not going to say he kills someone when I know am a killer myself.  As much as he's an asshole that is something I can't hang over his head."

Turning to him, I plead with my eyes, "I don't care. I want to know. Tell me."

Maybe that's why I've been drawn to Dominic. He doesn't play mind games; he just is what he is...and that's why I can breathe around him.

"His father was abusive. That is also covered. The family doesn't know about it, except his mom."

My voice came out softly when I said, "Go on."

"He's been phycology damaged. He murdered a young lady when he was twenty, due to possession and jealousy, unfortunately the death was ruled as a suicide. I know he believes that loyalty should come through fear and manipulation, not love. Whenever you are around him, I want you to be careful, not that he would survive this time, but just to be safe."

"What? How? He's a killer? He's doctor, Dominic. He doesn't kill people. He couldn't be that bad."

Trying to convince myself for my daughter's sake, but I know convincing couldn't wipe away the truth.

"He sees you as his mother, weak and ungrateful for what he's given you." Then he rolled his eyes and mumbled,  "Whatever that is."

"What?"

"I know you've love this man. He's

given you your daughter, but you need to be wise now. He had hidden his crazy well. It doesn't matter if you are in denial."

Stretching his a hand out, he holds me by my cheek. "Look at me Prinicesspa,

You are not on the list of people I want dead. I'll protect you, you don't have to fear. So fear shouldn't stop you from doing the right thing, even if it feels wrong now."

"Why did he do all of that if he didn't want me? Why did he try?  he pled so hard to me. He remembers things about me and Oh my God."

My hands shook as I pushed my hair back, and swallowed.

"I was a fool to go with him. I was a fool to pick him up at the hospital."

He scoots closer and hugs me to him, and allowed myself to cry. "You are not a fool."

"Why did he ?" I cried.

"He's a narcissist, he takes your strength for his own. He drains your energy and then he returns for more. This is not your fault."

My cry lefts from deep within me and I cling to Dominic.

A huge silence went over us as I traveled memory lane.

We were once beautiful, but all that time I was with a damage soul. His mother knew.

No Wanda him mada see seh mi neva good and mek Paris sleep with mi

"Do you still love this man?" He asked after a sigh and my body stiffens. I pulled away from him and wipe my tears from his chest. I wiped furiously at my eyes, but the tears wouldn't stop.

"Amari? Do you still love him?"

His eye searches my own and then he looks away. I couldn't respond.

He grits his jaw and turned way from me. "You still love him, don't you?"

"He's my daughter's father," I mumbled. Gathering enough strength I held on this wrist. He suddenly looks cold and far away, needing to feel him again; I joined closer.

"Amari. Stop," And I stopped, abruptly.

"Am here. I'll always be here, but I can't go on like this. I can't watch you love someone else and be this close to you, Amari. Here's the file."

"I'll be outside. Get some sleep."

His lips formed into a thin line and the death stare I was so familiar with, returned in his eyes. He pats me on the shoulder then got up.

I watched him walked away and a heavy burden weighs me down.

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Thoughts?- Sigh. Damn.

Dominic ketch feelings from morning, ino, Oh God.

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