FIC: Taking Back My Love (2/??)
Title: Taking Back My Love (2/??)
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Martin Skrtel
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: nothing is real!
Summary: Martin was in an abusive relationship. This is a AU fic!
Chapter 2
Liverpool always does look better at night.
I sigh dramatically. Here I am again, back to where I started.
"I told you to turn right." Fernando slaps David upside the head.
"God almighty, do not make me strangle you!" David screams with feigned fury. We're lost, it doesn't help that we're driving around in the middle of the night and our house is quite a distance from the airport.
"Okay, let me see the map." I hold out my hand and roll my eyes. I've never really been to this side of the city before and it has been three years. I stare down at the map. "You idiots, we missed our turn two streets ago."
"Oh." Fernando and I stare at each other and shake our heads. David glares and throws a fit. After two hours, all we did was drive around in circles. It would have helped if a tree didn't block the signpost where we were supposed to turn and we would not have found out until morning if I did not look over the map.
We break down on the coaches that first night and didn't bother to check the rooms. We were too exhausted. We found ourselves laid on the floor the day after. Only God knows how we came to that position, but David's leg was on my chest, Fernando's arm was over my neck, and his leg dangling over David. I screamed, they screamed, we all screamed.
"RAPE!!!" I screamed out on purpose and all of a sudden they are on their feet, scanning, looking, screaming, a pen for a sword with David and a shoe as a shield for Fernando. I get up and run upstairs where I know a bathroom is located and they are too late to realize my antic. They run after me with murderous threats but the door is locked and I am victorious. They're such fools sometimes that I can't help to be cruel.
At least our first day wasn't so bad, it was actually good. We decided to spoil ourselves silly. We ransacked the mall, Fernando has this thing with designer clothes and so does David. Lavishing ourselves with material is more of a high for us. I mean, why not? Work is going to start in four days and we might as well enjoy our break. But still, I get this sick feeling that I might bump into him.
He might be right across the city but who knows, maybe he'll decided to shop this side of town, but fortunately, I was lucky. After shopping senselessly, we crashed down at a café we thought would be a favorite of ours, cozy place, really.
As for now, I feel as though I'm taking care of twin boys, two year olds to be exact. They're such brats sometimes. I remind them that I am not their father and then they turn to me with glares and remind me that they know I'm not their father and I shouldn't act like one.
"You're too young to be a father." David grumbled. I groan and tell him that I know I'm too young to be a father and then he retorts back and tells me not to mock him. I wasn't mocking; Psychiatrists are just plain weird, too analytic at times. So for two hours, we sat on our asses, drinking coffee and fighting over who gets the master bedroom. In the end, it was decided that we do have five bedrooms and no one should take the master bedroom because that wouldn't be fair and so it became the office. The fifth room would be the guestroom.
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Two months since my arrival and not a sign of Daniel Agger anywhere. I begin to get comfortable in this environment. Daniel must have moved elsewhere, I should have seen him by now but I saw not a wisp of his hair, I'm relieved for one thing, but on the other hand, deep down, I truly wanted to see him.
When I do, I would look at him and pretend that I never saw him in my whole life and walk past him like nothing ever happened between us. These are just fantasies I've come to entertain myself with.
That one day I'll meet him again and he'll be so shocked to see me and how I've grown into myself.
But what I truly want is to make him fall in love with me, to manipulate him until I am his complete world and then shatter his heart like he did mine.
No, I will not break his body.I will break something far more precious than just a shell.
I'll break his soul.
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Four months rolled by slowly. I hate snow, I hate the cold, I hate anything that has to do with snow or rain or ice. My scarf is drawn around my neck as I fish for my keys. Damn keys. I wasn't thinking when I went out to work today, I should have worn gloves. I ring the doorbell instead and David answers with a frown.
"Oh, it's just the grump." He yells over his shoulder and I hit him upside the head, he pulls on my scarf and almost chokes me to death. He runs behind Fernando and uses him as a shield while I try to loosen my scarf. I'm tired, grumpy, and I want gloves. David needs to die.
"I'm going to the mall." I declare. They both stare at me. Fernando's beautiful chocolate eyes sparkles and runs to me, knocking me back to the ground as he kisses me full on the lips and runs up the stairs to get ready.
"That's what you call a shopaholic." David shakes his head.
"Aren't you coming?"
"Yeah I guess. Don't want to be caught playing with myself now do I?"
"You're disgusting." I roll my eyes as I try to get the blood flowing back to my numb fingers.
Ah the noise of thousands of people shopping. Fernando just glued himself on my arm and cuddled his cheek on my shoulder like a cat in heat. "You're the greatest." He tells me.
"Fernando, dear cousin. It's just a mall." I tell him and he glares at me.
"Malls are wonderful places, they have stores, bookstores and yada yada yada."
"Yes, yada yada yada shut it!" David shakes his head as he walks in front of us. It was originally planned that whenever we go out, Fernando would play to be my boyfriend in case he happens to be around. He was doing a good job at it without trying.
"Let's go shop for me." He smiles and if I wasn't used to his seductive tone, I would have complied but see, I'm immune.
"No, we came here to get gloves, good gloves that will keep the cold out." I said this with hand movements as if he was stupid and he stops and punches me on the arm. I laugh at him as he pouts playfully and pretends to be angry as he threw his nose up in the air and walked with a humph. I shake my head, laughing. David throws a wink at me as Fernando passed him and rolled his eyes. We share the joke.
"I would say that cousin of yours is PMSing." He whispers. I nod and laugh.
"Oh yeah, that time of the month is something we both need to avoid."
"I think it's the lack of sex, he's probably frustrated." He contemplates and the prospect of Fernando masturbating was too hilarious and we both laugh. Fernando glared at us and we stop, giggling only when he turned away.
"Maybe he needs a tampon."
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I got my gloves and I'm happy. We still had an hour before the mall closed so we decided to split for fifteen minutes, Fernando would meet me at the bookstore while he gets a snack and David goes to some designer store. He promised to buy something for Fernando and me so Fernando lets him go.
The bookstore was huge, which only added to my delight. One third of its contents were in English and I ransacked that area. Once I found a book that I was actually interested in, I sit down on one of the fluffy coaches and begin to read the acknowledgment. It was boring so I skip to the first chapter. Before I came back to reality, twenty minutes had past.
"Shit!!!" I get up from the comfy coach and hurried toward the counter while at the same time reading the interesting section of the chapter and fishing for my cell phone in my trench coat. I've managed to knock two books off a table while I read, fumbled for my phone, and held my small shopping bag.
People were probably staring at me but I didn't care, I was in a hurry and anyway, that's why they hire people to work at bookstores, to organize books. My hand came around my cell phone and my attention is back to the book and I glance quickly at the counter to see if I was on the right direction. I spot the counter and pull my phone out of my coat pocket, looked for Fernando's number as I began to trot and was met with a hard, stiff chest.
My phone is flung from my hand and so is my book and I cursed in annoyance as I push myself off the floor. "Watch where you're going Jackass, can't you see people are walking!?" I say quite irritably as I dust myself off and search the floor for my things. He bends down and picks up my book, his hand is pale and my heart began to pound into my head.
Those hands, I know those hands.
My body breaks out in a cold sweat but I manage to pull a calm façade. I also bend down and pick up my phone to hide my shaking hands. We both straightened at the same time and our eyes locked. I raised a brow; I know I looked calm and confident, almost arrogant. I noticed the set line of his lips, he was as shocked as I am but manages to hide it as well, although it was too late, I noticed the little twitch of his temple.
He looked different, almost sadder yet still disciplined and controlled. God, he was beautiful.
More beautiful than before.
His dark eyes searched mine, as if asking if I was Martin, I snatched my book out of his hands and walk past him.
"Thanks for nothing." I growl and glare at him as I make my way to the counter and slam the book down and dialed Fernando's number, I could feel his eyes on me. Fernando picked up. How I managed to act like he was a complete stranger is a mystery to me.
"Fernando, he's here." I whispered and I could hear Fernando gasp and five seconds later, my body was thrown sideways with the force of his body as he threw his arms around me and his lips came in full contact with mine, kissing me deep and passionate, my arms came around him and I pull away, faking a laugh.
"Baby…" he says breathlessly with eyes sparkling, everyone would have thought we were in love but I saw past the sparkle in Fernando's eyes. He was worried and I felt it in the tension of his body. David followed and gave me a whack upside the head for not renting a room and he said it loud enough for a particular someone to hear. His eyes said something other than concern, anger.
From the very beginning, he wanted Daniel Agger dead, and now he had the opportunity and I believe he would have taken it until a man with luminous eyes and silky shoulder length hair appeared and cleared his throat quite loudly. His lips were the juicy.
"You're stalling the line." He said annoyed. David gave him a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"Oh, do forgive us, the youth these days just wants to have a bit of fun." David states with an air of defense while he steps to the side and lets the man pass.
"Jackass." He grumbles and the man turns to him.
"What did you say?"
Fernando pulls at David and pushes him behind him. His innocent aura fills the space around him, letting the man drinks in his seductive eyes and sensuous lips. He smiles and pats David's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, we didn't mean to stall." He says and I could have sworn everyone said 'aw' and forgave him on the spot. I wish I was that seductive, at least I could have any man wrapped around my finger like this fool who believed Fernando’s innocent.
The man smiles, "It's okay." He tells Fernando yet glares at David. Fernando smiles at him and says thank you as he pulls me away with a giggle and glues himself on my arm. I wrap my free arm around his lithe waist, from the side of my eyes, I see him staring at me, fallowing me with his dark gaze as I exited the bookstore.
Fernando and David carried me up the stairs and into my bedroom. I was too weak to move, my sobs wracked my chest until it hurt and I couldn't even breathe. I had always had a problem breathing ever since that incident. My rib punctured my lung and sometimes, blood would leak into the air pockets and prevent oxygen from circulating through my body. Only when I cried like this did it happen, only when I spilt my heart out.
I could hear Fernando and David talking to each other in hushed tones, as if afraid that I might overhear them. I didn't care; I was in too much pain to care for anything. A jolt of pain pierced through my chest and I arched my back on the bed and screamed. David was by my side. He knew what was happening to my body, knew that these injuries never fully heal. My temple began to throb and a buzzing began in my head, it felt like tiny needles were boring into my skull. My hands clamp on my hair and I pull at the strands.
David restrains my hands while Fernando rushed out of the room and comes back in with a black metallic box. He opens it and white smoke spread, it must be some sort of freezing compartment.
"Where?" he asks frantically.
"On his arm." David instructs.
"Just one millimeter, right?"
"Yes, hurry!"
I felt a sharp prick on my arm and see the needle imbedded in my skin and then pulled out again. Within seconds, I begin to feel the effect of the drug coursing through my body. I was addicted to this, it began to calm my breathing, slow the tiny needles in my head, and I was floating on a cloud, everything a hazy slur.
I felt warm water embrace me and gentle hands rub against my body. Daniel's hazel eyes staring down at me and I feel the building of hate all over again, the pain of seeing him, how he looked at me. Everything hurt but I didn't care anymore.
I was safe.
Fernando and David were here with me.
Pairing: Daniel Agger/Martin Skrtel
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: nothing is real!
Summary: Martin was in an abusive relationship. This is a AU fic!
Chapter 2
Liverpool always does look better at night.
I sigh dramatically. Here I am again, back to where I started.
"I told you to turn right." Fernando slaps David upside the head.
"God almighty, do not make me strangle you!" David screams with feigned fury. We're lost, it doesn't help that we're driving around in the middle of the night and our house is quite a distance from the airport.
"Okay, let me see the map." I hold out my hand and roll my eyes. I've never really been to this side of the city before and it has been three years. I stare down at the map. "You idiots, we missed our turn two streets ago."
"Oh." Fernando and I stare at each other and shake our heads. David glares and throws a fit. After two hours, all we did was drive around in circles. It would have helped if a tree didn't block the signpost where we were supposed to turn and we would not have found out until morning if I did not look over the map.
We break down on the coaches that first night and didn't bother to check the rooms. We were too exhausted. We found ourselves laid on the floor the day after. Only God knows how we came to that position, but David's leg was on my chest, Fernando's arm was over my neck, and his leg dangling over David. I screamed, they screamed, we all screamed.
"RAPE!!!" I screamed out on purpose and all of a sudden they are on their feet, scanning, looking, screaming, a pen for a sword with David and a shoe as a shield for Fernando. I get up and run upstairs where I know a bathroom is located and they are too late to realize my antic. They run after me with murderous threats but the door is locked and I am victorious. They're such fools sometimes that I can't help to be cruel.
At least our first day wasn't so bad, it was actually good. We decided to spoil ourselves silly. We ransacked the mall, Fernando has this thing with designer clothes and so does David. Lavishing ourselves with material is more of a high for us. I mean, why not? Work is going to start in four days and we might as well enjoy our break. But still, I get this sick feeling that I might bump into him.
He might be right across the city but who knows, maybe he'll decided to shop this side of town, but fortunately, I was lucky. After shopping senselessly, we crashed down at a café we thought would be a favorite of ours, cozy place, really.
As for now, I feel as though I'm taking care of twin boys, two year olds to be exact. They're such brats sometimes. I remind them that I am not their father and then they turn to me with glares and remind me that they know I'm not their father and I shouldn't act like one.
"You're too young to be a father." David grumbled. I groan and tell him that I know I'm too young to be a father and then he retorts back and tells me not to mock him. I wasn't mocking; Psychiatrists are just plain weird, too analytic at times. So for two hours, we sat on our asses, drinking coffee and fighting over who gets the master bedroom. In the end, it was decided that we do have five bedrooms and no one should take the master bedroom because that wouldn't be fair and so it became the office. The fifth room would be the guestroom.
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Two months since my arrival and not a sign of Daniel Agger anywhere. I begin to get comfortable in this environment. Daniel must have moved elsewhere, I should have seen him by now but I saw not a wisp of his hair, I'm relieved for one thing, but on the other hand, deep down, I truly wanted to see him.
When I do, I would look at him and pretend that I never saw him in my whole life and walk past him like nothing ever happened between us. These are just fantasies I've come to entertain myself with.
That one day I'll meet him again and he'll be so shocked to see me and how I've grown into myself.
But what I truly want is to make him fall in love with me, to manipulate him until I am his complete world and then shatter his heart like he did mine.
No, I will not break his body.I will break something far more precious than just a shell.
I'll break his soul.
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Four months rolled by slowly. I hate snow, I hate the cold, I hate anything that has to do with snow or rain or ice. My scarf is drawn around my neck as I fish for my keys. Damn keys. I wasn't thinking when I went out to work today, I should have worn gloves. I ring the doorbell instead and David answers with a frown.
"Oh, it's just the grump." He yells over his shoulder and I hit him upside the head, he pulls on my scarf and almost chokes me to death. He runs behind Fernando and uses him as a shield while I try to loosen my scarf. I'm tired, grumpy, and I want gloves. David needs to die.
"I'm going to the mall." I declare. They both stare at me. Fernando's beautiful chocolate eyes sparkles and runs to me, knocking me back to the ground as he kisses me full on the lips and runs up the stairs to get ready.
"That's what you call a shopaholic." David shakes his head.
"Aren't you coming?"
"Yeah I guess. Don't want to be caught playing with myself now do I?"
"You're disgusting." I roll my eyes as I try to get the blood flowing back to my numb fingers.
Ah the noise of thousands of people shopping. Fernando just glued himself on my arm and cuddled his cheek on my shoulder like a cat in heat. "You're the greatest." He tells me.
"Fernando, dear cousin. It's just a mall." I tell him and he glares at me.
"Malls are wonderful places, they have stores, bookstores and yada yada yada."
"Yes, yada yada yada shut it!" David shakes his head as he walks in front of us. It was originally planned that whenever we go out, Fernando would play to be my boyfriend in case he happens to be around. He was doing a good job at it without trying.
"Let's go shop for me." He smiles and if I wasn't used to his seductive tone, I would have complied but see, I'm immune.
"No, we came here to get gloves, good gloves that will keep the cold out." I said this with hand movements as if he was stupid and he stops and punches me on the arm. I laugh at him as he pouts playfully and pretends to be angry as he threw his nose up in the air and walked with a humph. I shake my head, laughing. David throws a wink at me as Fernando passed him and rolled his eyes. We share the joke.
"I would say that cousin of yours is PMSing." He whispers. I nod and laugh.
"Oh yeah, that time of the month is something we both need to avoid."
"I think it's the lack of sex, he's probably frustrated." He contemplates and the prospect of Fernando masturbating was too hilarious and we both laugh. Fernando glared at us and we stop, giggling only when he turned away.
"Maybe he needs a tampon."
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I got my gloves and I'm happy. We still had an hour before the mall closed so we decided to split for fifteen minutes, Fernando would meet me at the bookstore while he gets a snack and David goes to some designer store. He promised to buy something for Fernando and me so Fernando lets him go.
The bookstore was huge, which only added to my delight. One third of its contents were in English and I ransacked that area. Once I found a book that I was actually interested in, I sit down on one of the fluffy coaches and begin to read the acknowledgment. It was boring so I skip to the first chapter. Before I came back to reality, twenty minutes had past.
"Shit!!!" I get up from the comfy coach and hurried toward the counter while at the same time reading the interesting section of the chapter and fishing for my cell phone in my trench coat. I've managed to knock two books off a table while I read, fumbled for my phone, and held my small shopping bag.
People were probably staring at me but I didn't care, I was in a hurry and anyway, that's why they hire people to work at bookstores, to organize books. My hand came around my cell phone and my attention is back to the book and I glance quickly at the counter to see if I was on the right direction. I spot the counter and pull my phone out of my coat pocket, looked for Fernando's number as I began to trot and was met with a hard, stiff chest.
My phone is flung from my hand and so is my book and I cursed in annoyance as I push myself off the floor. "Watch where you're going Jackass, can't you see people are walking!?" I say quite irritably as I dust myself off and search the floor for my things. He bends down and picks up my book, his hand is pale and my heart began to pound into my head.
Those hands, I know those hands.
My body breaks out in a cold sweat but I manage to pull a calm façade. I also bend down and pick up my phone to hide my shaking hands. We both straightened at the same time and our eyes locked. I raised a brow; I know I looked calm and confident, almost arrogant. I noticed the set line of his lips, he was as shocked as I am but manages to hide it as well, although it was too late, I noticed the little twitch of his temple.
He looked different, almost sadder yet still disciplined and controlled. God, he was beautiful.
More beautiful than before.
His dark eyes searched mine, as if asking if I was Martin, I snatched my book out of his hands and walk past him.
"Thanks for nothing." I growl and glare at him as I make my way to the counter and slam the book down and dialed Fernando's number, I could feel his eyes on me. Fernando picked up. How I managed to act like he was a complete stranger is a mystery to me.
"Fernando, he's here." I whispered and I could hear Fernando gasp and five seconds later, my body was thrown sideways with the force of his body as he threw his arms around me and his lips came in full contact with mine, kissing me deep and passionate, my arms came around him and I pull away, faking a laugh.
"Baby…" he says breathlessly with eyes sparkling, everyone would have thought we were in love but I saw past the sparkle in Fernando's eyes. He was worried and I felt it in the tension of his body. David followed and gave me a whack upside the head for not renting a room and he said it loud enough for a particular someone to hear. His eyes said something other than concern, anger.
From the very beginning, he wanted Daniel Agger dead, and now he had the opportunity and I believe he would have taken it until a man with luminous eyes and silky shoulder length hair appeared and cleared his throat quite loudly. His lips were the juicy.
"You're stalling the line." He said annoyed. David gave him a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"Oh, do forgive us, the youth these days just wants to have a bit of fun." David states with an air of defense while he steps to the side and lets the man pass.
"Jackass." He grumbles and the man turns to him.
"What did you say?"
Fernando pulls at David and pushes him behind him. His innocent aura fills the space around him, letting the man drinks in his seductive eyes and sensuous lips. He smiles and pats David's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, we didn't mean to stall." He says and I could have sworn everyone said 'aw' and forgave him on the spot. I wish I was that seductive, at least I could have any man wrapped around my finger like this fool who believed Fernando’s innocent.
The man smiles, "It's okay." He tells Fernando yet glares at David. Fernando smiles at him and says thank you as he pulls me away with a giggle and glues himself on my arm. I wrap my free arm around his lithe waist, from the side of my eyes, I see him staring at me, fallowing me with his dark gaze as I exited the bookstore.
Fernando and David carried me up the stairs and into my bedroom. I was too weak to move, my sobs wracked my chest until it hurt and I couldn't even breathe. I had always had a problem breathing ever since that incident. My rib punctured my lung and sometimes, blood would leak into the air pockets and prevent oxygen from circulating through my body. Only when I cried like this did it happen, only when I spilt my heart out.
I could hear Fernando and David talking to each other in hushed tones, as if afraid that I might overhear them. I didn't care; I was in too much pain to care for anything. A jolt of pain pierced through my chest and I arched my back on the bed and screamed. David was by my side. He knew what was happening to my body, knew that these injuries never fully heal. My temple began to throb and a buzzing began in my head, it felt like tiny needles were boring into my skull. My hands clamp on my hair and I pull at the strands.
David restrains my hands while Fernando rushed out of the room and comes back in with a black metallic box. He opens it and white smoke spread, it must be some sort of freezing compartment.
"Where?" he asks frantically.
"On his arm." David instructs.
"Just one millimeter, right?"
"Yes, hurry!"
I felt a sharp prick on my arm and see the needle imbedded in my skin and then pulled out again. Within seconds, I begin to feel the effect of the drug coursing through my body. I was addicted to this, it began to calm my breathing, slow the tiny needles in my head, and I was floating on a cloud, everything a hazy slur.
I felt warm water embrace me and gentle hands rub against my body. Daniel's hazel eyes staring down at me and I feel the building of hate all over again, the pain of seeing him, how he looked at me. Everything hurt but I didn't care anymore.
I was safe.
Fernando and David were here with me.