Chapter 3 Layla

CHAPTER 3: Bad And Rebellious

Layla's POV

Daven sitting leisurely on the couch when I came through the door. He had the remote control in his hand and was flipping through the TV channels in a relaxed manner. How could he be so relaxed after destroying my life?! I cried internally.

At the sound of my voice, Daisy returned to the room.

"Ah she's back." She said as she moved to sit beside Daven. "I take it you went to visit Mom and Dad."

I kept quiet. Hearing her voice only added to suffering. The sister I loved wholeheartedly. The girl I thought had died all those years ago and had lived with the guilt for years, the same girl was here in the flesh and for some stupid and untrue reasons was ready to end my life.

Daven rose from the couch and retrieved the divorce papers from the table. He approached me with an evil glint in his eyes. I reached out to collect the divorce papers, the papers that would put an end to the complicated marriage we had going on for 5 years, the papers that would put an end to Mrs. Kruger. Just before I could take the papers, Daven let them slip from his hands to the floor.

"Whoops." Daven smirked. Daisy laughed, taking so much glee in my humiliation but I held back tears as I reached down and picked the papers up.

I quickly signed through the papers with my eyes blurry with the tears that had accumulated there. I would not let them fall! I would not give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry! I tried as best as I could to hold back my tears as he snatched the papers from me.

"I... I need to get my things." I stammered.

"What things?" Daven demanded harshly. "There..." He pointed towards the corner of the room where a suitcase was packed and placed, leaning on the wall. "Those are your belongings. Another thing you bought here with my money will remain under my roof!"

That wasn't true! Most of my personal stuff couldn't even fit into that one suitcase and those were things I bought with my own money too!

"Are you gonna cry to Mom and Dad like a sniveling wee baby?" Daisy mocked. "Oh wait, you don't have a mom or dad!" They both roared in laughter.

I slowly grabbed the suitcase and began to drag it to the exit. I couldn't stand the shame, I couldn't stand the taunts from them. Daisy moved closer to Daven and they both engaged in a fierce kissing, an act that was meant to upset me.

I left the room and into the night. Where would I go? What would I do? I never thought that my life would suddenly end today. I was hopeless and helpless with nowhere to go but one thing was certain, I had to distance myself from that place!

"Watch her go. That little do-gooder!" I heard the maids discussing again.

"She thought she was too and would get everything she wanted? No Damn way!"

"Do you think she knows what she's carrying in that suitcase?"

The girls giggled.

I suddenly stopped and threw the suitcase open. My stomach immediately twisted at the sight of what lay within. A few of my clothes that were packed here were mutilated with a scissors, torn and soiled!

I couldn't hold back any longer! This was the last straw that broke the camel's back! The tears fell silently from my eyes as I got up and walked away empty-handed from the house while the girls laughed.

I hit the streets and just kept walking. What had I done to merit this? What exactly was my crime? I looked up, staring blankly at the moon overhead. Was I just a form of entertainment for the moon goddess? Why had she allowed me to go through all this pain?!

Tears continued to fall from my eyes as I walked on and on silently wishing I had died. I had nothing, no one to mourn my passing, nothing to live for, I was the definition of broken and shattered.

"Watch where you're going, bitch!" Someone bumped into me, prompting me to focus on my surroundings, that's when I realized that I was walking past a pub.

I paid no heed to the drunken man as he staggered away but an idea suddenly came into my mind. All my life I had tried to be good, I had played by the rules, always the kind and soft-spoken daughter! Today however all my efforts had gone down the drain for what? Just because Daisy's parents saw me as a threat to their only child?

Tonight would be different for me. I wouldn't be that goody two shoes I've always been. I would be the bad girl everyone had painted me to be and I'd end my miserable life after that!

I sniffed, wiping the tears from my eyes and then pushed into the noisy pub.

Immediately I got in, I noticed a man sitting by himself in one corner. He saw me and then did a double take and stared. He was actually the only one who was even looking at me. I frowned and moved towards the counter and ordered a bottle of whiskey.

"Are you sure you can handle that?" A man slipped onto a stool beside me. It was the same man who was staring at me earlier!

I chose silence as I angrily descended on the whiskey. I gulped a gulp until the bottle was empty. I pushed it aside and asked for another one.

"Wow." He whispered. "I guess I was wrong to underestimate you. That's quite something isn't it? For someone like you."

What the hell did he mean by someone like me? I turned around to tell him off but then I met those electric blue eyes and that strong masculine jawline and my words faltered. I felt a small sensation wash over me as I met his eyes. His grin only made my heartbeat quicken for reasons I couldn't really explain.

I took another drink and then forced the words out of my mouth, only they were not the words I thought I'd say.

"You want to have sex?" I asked.

The man seemed surprised and then his initial surprise gave way to a charming smile that exposed his dazzling teeth. He looked around with raised brows.

"You mean here?" He asked and then laughed. "I'm only kidding. I have a hotel room next street if you want." He whispered.

Was it the booze? Was it my rebellious nature kicking in? Or was it something else? I was suddenly aroused and wanted to quench that abrupt thirst and hunger. For years I had been loyal and faithful to Daven when he wouldn't do much as look at me. Tonight however, I would give up myself to this stranger, I'd give up the dignity I had always carried for Daven. What was the point of maintaining that dignity, I'd be dead soon!

Moments later, I followed the man back to his hotel room. I was completely aroused when we finally reached the room and with eager hands, I fell on him, kissing and ripping off clothes.

"Whoah, easy tiger." He tried to say but I wouldn't let him calm me. Not today, not tonight.

Soon enough, we fell into the bed and I turned immediately, pinning him down and straddling him with my legs. The night was a night I wouldn't ever forget if I would live past that point. The passion, the pleasures I felwerere satisfying, almost as if I was being compensated for the pain I had gone through that day.

***

The voices woke me up the next morning. I slowly looked around the room and it took a while before the pain of the previous day came flooding back in a painful wave and then the recollection of last night.

I quickly looked around but realized that the man wasn't in the bedroom. The voices I heard came from the parlor. Gathering the bedsheets around my body, I tiptoed to the door. I cracked the door a little and saw the man standing there shirtless but with a pair of trousers on. He gave instructions to a few Servants and maids and they bowed before walking off.

Who was he? Why was he ordering Servants and maids? I wondered in silence.

Another man walked into the parlor and handed a file to the man. As I watched, he opened it and looked at the contents for a while.

"Layla? Are you sure?" The man asked suddenly.

"PPositive Alpha." The newcomer replied.

I suddenly stepped back with my heart thumping frantically within my ribs. What was going on? He was an Alpha?!! Why were they discussing me?!

I realized immediately that I had made a mistake! I needed to get out of here at once. I turned quickly and grabbed my clothes putting them on, hastily. I couldn't take the door or else they'd see me so I turned towards the window. I would make my escape there!

I reached the window and I had barely thrown the windows open when a hand grasped my wrist.

I screamed...