Damaged Beyond Repair by Kashmira Kamat (KittyKash) (ebook reader below 3000 .txt) 📖

My phone began to ring on the dining table, as always, the privacy hater that Rowan was, he picked it up right away and barked on the phone, "Who the fuck are you?"

SHIT!

Rowan's hollow eyes turned furious, "I'm her boyfriend, don't fucking call on this number ever again."

"Rowan, who was it?"

Rowan overcame with rage, picked up the dinning chair and heaved it on the floor hard, pulling the wood apart. Grabbed for the vase and threw it across the room, "Who is the liar now?"

"Don't try to turn the tables on me here." I warned, "This is about you not me."

"Who's Gabriel?"

"My co-worker."

"And he calls you babe?"

"No, he is just a good friend."

I began to dodge him; I wanted to go back to the dorm. He grabbed for my wrist hard, making me yelp in pain and pushed me on the coach. "YOUR NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL YOU ANSWER ME."

I heard the door to Minnie's room open; she'd been standing in the passageway the whole time witnessing all this?

"MINNE, GO BACK TO SLEEP." No one was going to be spared by Rowan's fumes.

Her lip quickened as she burst into tears, I took my chances, climbed to my feet—pushed Rowan ever so lightly and picked Minnie up, "Everything is going to be alright baby."

I needed to get away from this man, I started walking towards the main door but he stood guard, staring me down, "Rowan let me go."

"You're not taking my daughter anywhere."

"Right now you're capable of doing anything and I don't want her to be near you."

I took a step backward as he took one forward, "Stay away. I'm warning you, Rowan."

"You're not going anywhere." He repeated, Minnie wailed louder in my arms.

I took two more steps back, lunged for my cellphone and bolted to Minnie's room. I was unbelievably fast. I shut the door turning the key twice.

Bang! Bang! Rowan knocked on the door, "Alana, open the door."

Minnie continued to cry, "sshush baby, please."

He pounded hard, "OPEN. THE. FUCKING. DOOR."

Bang! Bang!

The furious pounding became louder, I was so terrified, and I didn't know what to do. I knew Rowan loved Minnie and me, but at this point with all the hash and alcohol consumption for four days straight---he had turned into something entirely different.

What if he is back to how he was before? What if I'm the trigger to everything?

I pulled the child close to my chest as I waited for the noises to disappear. I heard him cough on the other side.

"ALANA, OPEN THE DOOR OR I'll BREAK IT."

I covered Minnie's ears, "We need to keep quite baby, daddy is only playing hide and seek."

She stopped crying at once, "shouldn we hide?"

"Go hide under the bed and don't come out until I tell you to."

There has to be a way to stop this.

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