Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

"Alex... I...can't ..mmmffffff"

I tighten my grip.

I'm so fucking angry, I can feel the blood boiling in my veins like acid. My pulse is pounding in my ears, drowning out everything and painting everything red.

Her nails dig into my wrist, but it's useless. I don't loosen my grip.

She kicks harder now, making strangled sounds like a dying animal. Her eyes are wild, mascara running down her face as the panic sets in.

I lean in close, my lips by her ear.

"Did you think you were going to walk away clean? Surely you can't be that delusional or are you?"

She shakes her head, or tries to.

Her hands slap weakly at my chest.

"If I have to ask you one more fucking time to confess what you did, I'll shred you to pieces."

I drop her.

She crumples like a ragdoll, coughing and gasping, her hand flying to her neck. She looks up at me through smeared makeup and horror-stricken eyes. "You..." she wheezes, her voice broken. "You could've loved me..."

"You should've chosen me!" she screams suddenly, pounding a fist against the tiles her sweat covered hair sticking to her face like a mad woman.

"I did all of this for you! If you'd just looked at me, just once! I love you, Alex!"

I crouch down in front of her, and the look in my eyes shuts her up instantly.

"You don't know what love is," I say quietly, my voice as sharp as a blade against her throat. "Fuck, neither do I but we both know what you did, Is sick and you'll pay for it."

Tears roll down her cheeks.

she sobs. "I would've been a good mother if you let me. If you gave

one more word about my son, Leah." I growl, and her

over her, and coldly button the sleeves of my shirt like I didn't just nearly strangle the life

with the back of her shaking hand, but the madness in her eyes flickers back to life like she's

That little doctor who plays perfect? You think she will love the twisted side of you?

"Shut the fuck up!"

one step forward, "I asked you to confess what you did not spew nonsense or do you

She freezes.

my son and Athena. Trying to

and not

anger boils over making me

that

door opens and Athena steps

I say, slow and deliberate.

"...Athena does."

into the room like a damn storm, composed, beautiful,

speak. She

right up to Leah and

Hard.

room. It's the kind of slap that silences a

lungs

her hair disheveled, and her cheek blooming red with a thin trickle of

down at her with

she says softly,

by the hair and hits her against the wall, the doors open and

kill you myself." My voice snarls, making everyone halt their steps like they

She picks her up from

disgust as she fixes her black coat and

This woman is dangerous.

And I like it.

in the chair?"

shakes her head. "I want her