Prologue
"LEAVE MY FUCKING HOUSE." Benjamin came in shouting.
"Babe, what's wrong?" I asked but he just started laughing, I would always joke about saying babe to him. But today his so different.
"I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING LEAVE." He shouting again, glaring at me.
"Please Benjamin, don't hurt me." I couldn't help but remember my past when my step-father abused me.
"JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE SOFIA." He said taking a threatening step and grabbing my hand.
"What did I do to you?" He asked pausing for a minute. "I stopped everything for you"
"Nothing, I swear Ben." I was so shocked. What did I do to him to make him hurt me like that? "Please calm down." I pleaded and started crying even harder and louder.
"Acting like you didn't do anything when you went Stripping for my friends." He took a long pause as I was about to explain myself he cut me off "YOU FUCKING CHEATER. YOU CHEATED ON ME." He said dangerously his eyes turned black.
They say you can run from the truth but you can never hide.
It always finds a way to catch up with you.
I believe the past is the same.
You may always run away
But it will catch up with you
When you least expect it.
Sofia's POV.
"Elijah come back here or I swear to god I will kill you this time." I shouted for the hundredth time. Elijah never listens, Anette and him both just love playing outside not giving a shit about life. It's been three years and six months since I last saw Benjamin.
The love of my life.
The guy I thought was going to be the one that will always have my back, but life proved me wrong. My mom was right. I'm a slut, a whore no one cares about. And she was right once again. I never had friends no one wanted to be my friend. Until the day I moved to New York, the city that never sleeps.
"I'm here mommy." He said after taking his time, I'm very happy that I made two friends that have a daughter.
"Hey, why you looking at me like that Eli?" I asked him. Today he finally turned three but honestly, I believe his clever than any three years old.
"No mommy. I love momma." He answered.
The person I love most in this world just told me that. I'm so happy don't get me wrong but I know he either wants something or he did something.
"What did you do, Eli?" I looked at him in the eye but he just smiled.
"Sofia Valentines, I swear to god I'll kill you and your son." Anna came shouting from outside. Shit, what did Elijah do to her this time?
Anna Coetzee Kingston Hendricks is my best friend, she and her husband were the first friends I made when I moved here. They are happily married and have a three-year-old daughter named Annette which if I'm not wrong is the one Elijah did something too.
"What's wrong Anna?" I asked knowing that Elijah did something again.
"He painted Anette's face. Are you sure that he is only three years old today." Anna was shouting and she didn't notice that Elijah was hiding behind me because he was pretending to be scared of her.
When I was pregnant I almost gave Elijah up for adoption, but Anna and Marko helped me keep him. Anna is like a mother to him and she is definitely going to be taking care of him if something ever happens to me.
Because life is always unpredictable.
"Sorry, Anna but it is his" Before I could finish talking Elijah cut me off.
"It's my birthday." Elijah mumbled, making Anna angry but she just started laughing and kissed him on the forehead.
"You both such cute babies." She said cleaning Annette's face.
"I'm not a baby. Tell her momma." Elijah was trying so hard to act angry he even rolled his eyes when he heard Anna say, 'my cute babies.'
"Of course you not Anna's cute baby." I told Elijah and he smiled until I added " You are my cute baby boy." He rolled his eyes and looked both Anna and me, thinking of a comeback until he heard Marko's voice.
"Where's my big birthday boy?" Marko shouted as he came in.
"Uncle Mark yay. I wasI missed you." Elijah was so excited that he forgot how to actually speak right. Anna and I both started laughing because we know he is going to tell Marko everything.
"Uncle Mark Mommy called me baby." Elijah said. I wouldn't have liked Elijah telling Marko or any other guy what I say to him, but it's actually not his fault that his father is gone and Marko is the only thing he has close to a father.
"Don't worry I'll punish Aunty and your dad" Marko paused. What the fuck was he even thinking saying that today of all the days.
Your dad! Seriously?
"Where is daddy?" Shit, I hate you Marko Hendricks I hate you so much right now.
"Dad is going to be here soon baby his just umm, very busy right now." I always knew his going to be asking about his father. But what can I do if he doesn't exist for me anymore? Every time he asks this question it's going to be a reminder of my past. I left London for one reason. And that is to forget everything and everyone there.
But how can I when Elijah is a reminder!
"But mommy" Before he finished the sentences I cut him off.
"No buts Eli, let's go." As I picked Elijah up, both Anna and Marko mouthed 'We so sorry.' And I just smiled at then giving them to assure them that it's fine and I kissed Annette before I left.
"Elijah come bath right now." I called him again.
This kid will be the death of me one day.
"I'm coming Mommy." I can't believe I believed him say that to me a thousand times for the last ten minutes. So I walked to his room and I found him already in bed sleeping. Didn't he just tell me his coming? God, his just like him.
flashback
"Sofia Valentines Carson let's leave." Benjamin started shouting again.
"I'm coming Benji Carson. No need to tell me a million times." I told him coming downstairs "Benji let's leave I'm ready." I said after a few minutes. He was shouting at me so we could leave but now where the hell is here.
"I'm coming Fia." He said.
"I'm coming to get you, Benji. You better be ready because I don't want you to blame me again." I quickly went back upstairs and just like that he was already in bed. Hell, we won't be going anymore.
End of flashback
"Mommy let's go let's go." Elijah jumped on my bed and just like every other morning he always gets up before me and wakes me up.
"Elijah baby what's wrong? It's not eight yet it's Sunday, my boy. Come sleep with me."
