FIC: Taking Back My Love (7/??)
Title: Taking Back My Love (7/??)
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Martin Skrtel, David Villa, Fernando Torres/ Sergio Ramos (later)
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Please know this before you continue to read. This story is about an abusive relationship. The plot was created because I thought it would be an interesting topic to write about. If you ever find yourself in an abusive relationship, please seek for help and report it to your local officials.
Summary: Martin was in an abusive relationship. This is a AU fic!
Chapter 7
Martin's Point of View
It seemed as if all I'd been doing lately was cry. I cried myself to sleep and when I woke, I would cry at how my fingers could not feel and how my lungs constricted and twinge with pain as I sat up from my bed. I cried at the memory of not having to have dealt with these morning pains, once upon a time, when I was still healthy and whole, not having to be held together by metal and wires.
I cried at how pathetic I was, how I sat there wallowing in self-pity. It had been a routine now, for two weeks. I should never have come back to this place, should never have believed that I could deal with seeing Daniel again. I didn't have to abide by the contract I signed with my uncle, there was an easy solution to that, but I took it anyway.
I am a fool; it would have been easier to have lived my life in L.A. It would have been so much more comforting to know that I never would have to deal with him again. Soon, Fernando will enter my room and take me in his arms. He would remind me that I was stronger now, and I had a plan. That the tears I shed were not worth shedding over a heartless bastard.
My plan was becoming dim to me, it was no longer vivid in my mind, I no longer knew the steps to take, it was vague and clouded. I wanted to hurt him so much, I wanted to make him feel the pain that I have felt. But how can I accomplish this when all I feel was old pain and the grief that I thought I had long buried came back to life? How can I hurt him the way I want to? Whenever I think of him, I am reminded of his cruelty, of my stupidity as a youth, to have fallen in love with a sadistic monster. A monster that loved to have toyed with my heart and when that no longer amused him, my body.
It would have been so much easier.
I've asked myself countless of times of why Daniel had hurt me, other than him being the sadistic bastard that he was. I don't believe that it was because he believed me to have ever cheated on him; he knew perfectly well that I was not able to go out without him. That he was my only means of transport; he knew that I was loyal to him. I adored him, as I've said; he was a God to me. I would have willingly followed him to the portals of hell if he wanted me to.
I've asked myself why it was that I was still attracted to him. It disgusted me to see him and it made me feel sick, but still, I could not deny myself the fact that if he would take me in his arms and kindly press himself against me, I would allow him to. Kindly. I scoff at the idea of that word; it must not have existed in his vocabulary. Only for the first five months of our relationship anyway. He had been kind that period of time, he had been loving, he had shown me what it was like to be loved so powerfully that I almost suffocated.
Had he been insecure? No, he had been confident in himself, too confident that it might have sometimes crossed arrogance. I knew he did not trust me, why else would he have accused me? I had been the idiot who put up with his abuse, I was the idiot who kept throwing myself at him and practically begged him to beat and abuse me. I laugh at my situation now only because of how pathetic I am. If only I was stronger then, I would have escaped him before I landed to what I am now. An invalid.
But people do change, and so I have. I can control what happens to me now, not like before, when he had influenced my every thought and action. Not like before, when all I did was because and for him.
Now, I control myself.
He can no longer rule me; he can no longer hurt me because I will never allow him to, ever again. I will turn the tables this time; I will replace his world with what had been mine.
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I didn't think that Sergio would actually waylay me at my office but when I arrived there, he was sitting on a chair, looking at the pictures on my desk. It had pictures of me from the previous year, nothing older than that. It held pictures of me, Fernando, and David, getting drunk and high on weed. He was staring at a picture of Fernando sprawled on the lawn, he passed out. David and I had placed him in quite an offensive pose. He had his left hand on his crotch and a beer bottle on the other while David placed a joint between his lips. It was taken at such an odd angle that you'd think he wanted to jack off but was too drunk to do so. We were on the background laughing our asses off. It was a masterpiece; I have three copies of that picture in case Fernando decides to get rid of it.
"Interesting." Sergio said to himself rather than to anyone. I took the frame and placed it back on my desk.
"The hell do you want?" I sat down casually and surveyed him. Brown wispy hair, large luminous eyes, his lips were luscious, and for some reason, I thought them attractive. But he was still an ugly bastard.
"I'm here to propose an arrangement."
"No thank you."
"No, it's a personal arrangement." He said, his eyes narrowing which told me that I should listen rather than dismiss him so easily.
"Alright, I'm listening."
"This arrangement would be to your benefit, financially anyway."
"If you haven't noticed, I'm doing well enough." I scoffed. "And anyway, do you think I need money?"
"No, but let's just say that I'm running out of options." He smirks; I see the mirth in his eyes, directed at himself and not at me. "You might as well hear what I have to say."
"Alright." I shrug casually and allow him to speak.
"A dear friend of mine had taken a liking in you. He finds you attractive." He pauses and allowed me the time to absorb what he said.
"That's nice but I have someone."
He scoffs. "Yes, I know you do, seeing as how that man…” He points at the picture of Fernando, "...keeps clinging to you like a lovesick puppy."
"You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous. I bet you'd like to have Fernando for yourself, wouldn't you?" his nostrils flare in anger and his eyes narrow dangerously. Yet he says nothing. "So, go on."
"I will pay you with whatever amount you will ask, if you agree to this arrangement."
"How can I agree when I don't even know what this arrangement is, and as a business man, what's in it for me, other than money that I don't need." He looks angry, judging from his reaction, this was a person who was used to getting what he wanted.
"Daniel Agger, you know who he is, fancies you. In other words, he's attracted to you." My heart skipped a beat.
"I'd pay you with whatever amount if you allow him to get close to you, have some form of relationship with him; it may also deal to a deeper kind of intimacy such as sexual interactions, which is encouraged. But of course, that is completely up to you."
I must have looked stunned, for I was. Here was a man who was willing to pay for something that I would do, just so I could get close to Daniel. I smile inwardly. Fool.
"I know you're a respectable man, and I know you might find it an odd arrangement but I don't want him finding out about this arrangement, if you can, learn how to fall in love with him and make him feel at least, loved."
"Is your friend that pathetic that you have to pay someone in order to have him feel wanted?"
I said exactly the wrong words.
"Listen, Martin. I have never seen him act the way he does now, only because you showed up and reminded him of a person that he claims to have loved with all his heart, a long time ago." He lets out a sigh. "I want him to be happy, even if it is just for a moment. I know that his interest in you will dwindle but for the mean time, entertain him, and if you are willing to share yourself with him, then that's fine."
I scoffed. "Do you think I'm some kind of whore? Go offer this to someone else." He sat there, gawking at me as if he couldn't believe what I was saying.
"If you're worried about your little lovebird finding out about this, I can arrange that he doesn't ever have to find out." He says. I doubt Fernando will care if he finds me sleeping around with someone else, as long as I'm willing to share. I tried to hide the mirth spreading through me.
"That's not why I'm refusing. Take in account of my morals and values Mr. Ramos, I'm offended that you should even propose such a thing to me." I saw the desperation spread through him.
"I'll give you whatever you ask for." He said desperately.
"No thank you." He suddenly looked angry.
"Only a fool would refuse my offer." He stands on his feet and glares at me.
"Then I am a fool."
"Daniel would lavish you with everything you could ask for, if only you entertain him, make him feel as if you too are attracted to him." This must me my lucky day. "He won't hurt you, I promise you that." You cannot promise me such a thing, I know what he's like. "And all you have to do is pretend."
"Pretend?" I snort, "Well, that sounds interesting." He looked hopeful as he stared at me. I lean back on my seat, trying to keep my thoughts from running wild.
"Pretend, is it?"
"Yes, just pretend, but it would be more preferable if you were actually attracted to him." hope was rising in him and I watched him breathe, he must truly be that desperate.
"Pretend? And I get to have all I want?"
"Everything that is within my power to give." He breathed.
"Everything?" I grin.
"Yes."
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I watched as my two best friends in the world stared at me stunned, especially Fernando. "And you agreed to it!?" He shrieked, his tone shrill. David pulled him back down on the couch, as I stood in front of them.
"Now now, let's try to figure this out." David, always the logical one when Fernando refuses to take that post. Fernando slapped him upside the head.
"No, he's going to get paid to... what the hell is this world turning into!!!?" he shrieked, shoving David back and screamed his head off.
"Well, Fernando, dear." David gave a nervous laugh as he tried to push Fernando off of him. "This is what Martin had always wanted to do, get close, I mean he's going to get paid doing it too. So in reality, he's the one who gains more from this."
Fernando turns to me. His eyes lethal and had a tint of demented fury in them. "ARE YOU INSANE!!!?"
I sigh. "I'M NOT SUFFERING FROM INSANITY!!!" I screamed back at him. "I'M ENJOYING EVERY MINUTE OF IT!!!"
In fact, I truly was enjoying every minute of this. I get to have what I want and get to be paid doing it. Sergio will no longer be a problem because he's the one encouraging me to do so.
When Daniel finds out about this little arrangement, it would surely break his stone heart. A grin spreads across my face, David and Fernando stare at me, they must have noticed the evil intended toward Daniel and they both shared the grin with me. Sometimes I believe that we share brain cells.
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Sergio contacted me for another two weeks and formulated a plan. I would go to some restaurant that he and Daniel were to have dinner at but for some reason or other, he can't make it and I just happen to be at the table right next to him, alone, I might add.
And there he was, sitting at a table for two, occasionally glancing at the face of his wristwatch. He was sexy in white, that's what I used to love about his dressing style, he knew how to accentuate his physique without seeming so. His dark brown hair just adding and framing those dark eyes. I felt a shiver go down my spine, this is what I wanted to do, and it's not the time to back out now.
I sit at the table next to him while the pretty waitress leads me.
"Will this be a table for two, sir? She asks prettily and I smile at her.
"No," I tell her loud enough for those close around me to hear, Daniel turns to me and I saw the slight reaction that he had allowed to escape from his body. "I'll be alone for tonight." I smile and she smiles back.
"Alright, I'll be back to take your order."
"Thank you." I nod to her and she bows to me. I ignore Daniel as if I didn't know him, although I was facing him, directly, but I covered my face with the menu and leaned back against my seat, as if on cue, his phone vibrates on top of the table and he answers it. He sounded disappointed, I knew who the phone call came from. I smirk. It's always nice to have an evil friend at your side, isn't that right, Daniel?
Soon enough, his shadow was on me. I look up at him, expressionless. He kept his own expressions controlled, he had always been a master at that.
"May I join you?" I stare at him and shrug.
"Might as well." He takes a seat, I may have looked arrogant and careless when I said it but my heart was thundering beneath my chest, He stares at me, assessing my new look, he must like it; he didn't frown like I thought he would but rather, smiled.
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