Page 51 of The Filth Kings

“FUCKING BITCH!” My heart stalled at hearing Monni’s voice.

I stood in the bathroom frozen for a minute too long then snapped out of it when he hurled something at the bathroom door.This asshole in there fucking up everything that I put thought in care into!I thought as my fear quickly got replaced with anger. I stomped across the bathroom floor almost busting my ass in the process. I pushed the door open and the sight in front of me, made my heart skip a beat, then race in fury.How could he be so insane!

“Monster! What the fuck is wrong with you!” I yelled at his back.

Everything was destroyed, including the mirror that was attached to the dresser, down to the skull lamps that cost a lot of money.

“I want you…” He paused.

He picked up the small framed photo of him and the girl that I placed on the bookshelf and looked at it for a couple of seconds. His other hand balled into a tight fist as he cleared his throat.

“I want you to take that large suitcase…” He turned toward me.

The way his dark eyes penetrated mine, chilled me to the bone.

“G-go fill that suitcase up with the money I promised.” He struggled to get the words out.

As bad as I wanted to curse him out, something stalled in me to hold back what I was getting ready to say. He looked like he was about to have a break down. His face went through several emotions before it finally went emotionless. I watched his jaws clench as his eyes grew darker. Monni gripped the framed photo so tightly the glass started to crack.

“Monni—I?—”

“I WANT YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE, BITCH!” He roared.

“I don’t understand! I decorated, you said that it was okay to?—”

“Get the fuck out before I kill you, Natavi. You are triggering the fuck out of me right now. You want to challenge me and try to control me. THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN!” His words reverberated through the space like an explosion

I looked down at the framed photo again and realized that the picture was dear to him. It triggered something inside of him, and I had violated without noticing it. I just wanted to do something special for him and I fucked that up. Seeing the look in his eyes told me that I had fucked up in a major way.

“Monni—”

“Monster.” He gritted.

The correction to the nickname that he told me to call him crushed me.

“This is mine!” He held the frame up high.

“You think you can just come in here—and touch what the fuck belongs to me? You been snooping through my shit! Disrespect comes with a price. You better leave before you pay.” His voice lowered dangerously low.

I took another step as I held my arms out. He needed a hug, he needed to feel me. I wanted him to feel and know that I would never disrespect him to hurt him.

“Stop!” His face twisted in anger as his free hand balled back into a fist.

“This- is all I have left of—” His voice shook.

His voice no longer held rage but sounded broken. I could see sadness as it unraveled before me. His hurt radiated off of him painfully. I could feel it, it made my heart crack in half for him.I just want to hold you and love on you. Let me pour into you, Monni.I thought as I swallowed down a painful lump.

“Monn—Monster…How will I understand if you don’t open up to me and talk to me. I didn’t know, I just wanted to do something special for you. You gave me a lot of money. That’s a blessing for me, a new start. I didn’t touch it to disrespect or overstep. I-I did it to make you happy, to do something to show that I care.” I explained.

“A lot of men give you money!” He spat.

Tears rolled down my face. What he said was like a punch to the gut although his words were true. It sounded shitty coming from his mouth, I thought he was starting to see me in a different light.

“It’s not how much you gave! You gave me enough to start over and you are still offering more. You want to be evil so bad…” I stopped talking for a couple of seconds to shake my head at his strong attempt to push me away.

“Your actions show the opposite! If I’m nothing but a prostitute to you then why did you give me your card to shop freely with! Why do you want me in your bed instead of the guest room! You trust me in this house alone, with millions of dollars tucked in a fuckin’ basement! You care, Monster, I know you do! A huge part of you trusts me as well. You just try to convince yourself that you don’t.” I took another step but his unwavering icy look, stopped me in my tracks.

I could feel the fury that burned from his orbs.

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