YVO'S POV

THE moment I opened the door, Angelus push me towards his room.
Yes, the same room we shared months ago.

"What are you doing?" I tried to push him but he's so strong and in my tired state I can't do it.

"So the times I am avoiding you, you are flirting huh." His voice laced with accusations.

My eyes squinted at him.
"How dare you?"

"Is that the reason why you deliberately lose our baby so you can be back to the old you? Carefree, model, architect.. Name it!"

I snapped at him. Loosing my patience, I push him off of me and he fell on the floor.

"How dare you accused me that.. You don't know what I felt bastard!"

He chuckled like I said an unbelievable thing.

"I can see it Yvo, you're enjoying yourself while I am hurting. I can't even handle the company, shit! Fuck it for making me this miserable." he pointed me.

"So it's my fault now that I chose to fixed myself after what happened? What do you want? I will rot in this condo? You didn't even spare me a glance the whole month! You always come home drunk! Then you will be mad at me. What should I do huh Angelus?"

I'm loosing my patience, really.

He slowly walk closer to me, afraid.. I step back until my back was pinned on the wall.

"How about serving me as you always did?"

I scoofed.
"So you need a bed warmer and a hole to fuck now that's why you're here? You won't get me with that asshole. Move away."

This close, I can smell his manly scent, and perfume mixed with alcohol, he's drunk again.

"I won't accept no for an answer." He gripped my chin, claiming my lips with force.

I pursed my lips close so his tongue cannot enter mine.

He's rough at me, I felt my lips teared.

He cupped my face and kissed me again, forcefully opening my mouth.

I felt bad, this man kissing me now is far different from the man I love who was always gentle on me.

A sob escape my throat and I unintentionally open my mouth, he smirk in between his kisses and slid his tongue inside me, while his hands roaming all over my body.

His movements was rough, I felt weak..

I keep on telling myself that this man is Angelus, the man I love since I was 14.

I didn't move when he push me to the bed, I waited.

He undresses me, I stay stilled.

"I miss you." He murmurs, very low that he might thought that I didn't heard him.

"But I am mad at you." He added and I squint my eyes, accepting his kisses.

I respond, I love him. And if giving my body to him again will be the key for us to be back to normal, I will oblige.

I wrap my hands on his nape, pulling him closer.

"I miss you." I love you so much.. I want to add, but my pride won't let me.

He smirk again while he lean down to kiss my neck.

Angelus was rough, no hints of gentleness.

His shaft pushing in and out of me gives me no pleasure but pain.

I give him what he wants. I didn't push him, until he was done and contented, filling me with his seeds.

I won't get pregnant anymore. I won't be surprised if Angelus will finally let me go soon.

He's sleeping beside me, I caress his face with my finger.
Slowly, not wanting to wake him up.

Seeing his heavy and calm breathing, he's deep asleep.

"Until when you will make me suffer like this daddy? Until when will you be contented on hurting me? I want the old you.. Come back please.. I want to see you smile at me again.. I want to hear you says how much you care and love me.. I wish that we will be back to the way we were used to be.. I want my old Angelus to be back.. I love you so much." My tears fell even more, afraid to wake him up, I slowly move.

My body was assaulted with pain when I manage to get up.

Angelus' cum splurt out of my ass.
Fuck, he didn't clean me like he used to.
He didn't really care about me now.

I walk our of his room, leaving him without looking back.

I took shower on my room and change into comfortable clothes.

I called Aya, hoping he's still awake.

"Aya..."

"Yvo? Oh my God. How are you?"

I didn't call them for the past month, I close everything. Even our parents. Adi tried many times to talk to me but I always declined.

Even Angelus' parents. Infact, I just wrote my schedule and I just opened my laptop to pass the designs or I will personally hand them over once finished. And my phone is always off.

I understand the worry of my twin.

"Can you meet me?" My soft voice made my twin worry even more.

"When and Where?" He eagerly asked.

I told him the location and he agreed to see me after 30 minutes.

I fix my things good for a couple of days and left the condo. I'll be back to get the rest once I will be able to talk to Angelus.

I'll find myself first.