Prisoner 4-0-9 novel Chapter 40

I spent the rest of my afternoon, curled up on my couch. Tissues on the table, an empty bottle of wine on the floor, and a tub of ice cream wrapped around my hands.

I didn't bother turning on the lights when darkness fell and the TV had been on Teen Wolf for the past 6 hours.

The doorbell rang and I eye it for a few moments before huffing and turning back to the TV. It rang again and I quickly stood and stomped towards the door, ripping it open.

My blood boiled as I noticed Trevor standing before me.

"I thought I told you-"

"Wait!" He interrupts me and I impatiently lean against my door.

He had a small gift bag in his hands, he handed it to me.

"I don't want anything from you."

"Just take it, I bought this way before we got together." Hesitantly, I take the package from his hands and avert my eyes.

"Thank you."

"I hope you'll accept these too." He waves over an invisible person and I furrowed my eyebrows until four men carrying two shopping carts tried to roll them into my apartment. The carts were filled with bags labeled Gucci, Chanel, D&G, Prada, Pink, my eyes widen at the sight.

"Are you crazy? I can't take this."

"We're not going to see each other anymore Ocean, I won't be able to take care of you," he smiles down at me, but I gulp at the sadness in his eyes, slowly stepping away so they could enter my apartment.

"I hope you don't expect anything in return."

"You should know me better than that." He says.

"I don't think I know you at all." I fold my arms over my chest, staring at the floor as we stood outside.

"You should know that I love you."

My breath hitches in my throat, but I refuse to look up at him.

"You love me? Is that what you tell yourself?"

"It's what I know."

"You killed two inno-"

"I've killed more than two men Ocean," he snaps and I let out a harsh breath, arms still crossed tightly around my chest. "But that was before I went to prison. I was ready to change and then I met you. Smart, beautiful but fragile, Ocean Devila. You were my therapist, and yet the only one who seemed to need support between the two of us was you. And then you told me that you were being abused."

I quickly wipe the tears that had fallen avoiding the eyes of the men who were now leaving my apartment.

"He beat you Ocean. And he raped you."

"Shut up." I gasp for air as he reopened old wounds.

"He raped you, and he made you lose your child," my eyes widen, as I bring my hand up to slap Trevor but he grabs it. "Dain was a terrible man, disgusting and-"

"And you're any better?"

"Maybe not, but I would've never hurt you." I rip my hand from his grip.

"And Rasco? What excuse are you going to make for him huh?"

I truly hope that you find happiness... Even if it isn't with me.

I'll love you,

Now and forever.

Trevor.

By the end of the note, I was full-on sobbing on my kitchen stool. I felt like an emotional wreck.

Hiccupping, I open up the pretty white box and indeed there were three keys.

Maybe cars?

I don't torture myself trying to figure it out, instead I decide to open one of the designer packages.

There was first, a shoe from Gucci, but when I opened the book, and screamed and flew it across the room.

Almost ten bands of money fell out of it.

"What the hell?" I whisper to myself.

I take up another bag, and inside it was a smaller bag, a black shirt at the bottom. I lifted it, and it unraveled, four more bands falling from it.

My eyes widen as I stared at all of the boxes in the room, my mouth dropping open in realization.

"Oh shit."