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His bruises hurt. Griff’s didn’t.

“What do you want, David?” I said.

“You.”

I took my glasses off and used my shirt to clean the lenses, more out of nervousness than necessity. I slipped them back on, but now I didn’t have anything else to do with my hands, so I gripped them tight behind me.

“You had me,” I said. “Then you threw me away.”

“No, we had a fight. Couples fight all the time.”

“You told me to leave.”

“I told you to leave all the time. I didn’t mean it.”

“Well, the black eye you gave me that night meant it. I did exactly what you wanted. You have a new boy toy, so why don’t you leave me alone?”

“Because the other night when I ran into you, I realized I wasn’t nearly done with you yet.” He took a step forward, so I took one back.

“Don’t.”

His nostrils flared. I could tell he was getting excited just by me telling him no. That always got him off the most. The times I said no, he took anyway while I felt powerless to do anything about it. My no had meant nothing to him. My safewords hadn’t either. But Griff, he listened. He understood me more in the short time we’d been together than this narcissistic ass who I’d been with for years.

“I saw you suck that man’s dick that night,” he said. “And I remembered just how good you were at it. I’ve tried to duplicate you with other boys, Scott, but they always fall short because no one else was as genuine as you.”

“You mean genuinely afraid of you?”

“It was more than that. You worshiped the ground I walked on.”

I huffed a breath. “And I don’t anymore. I’ve moved on. From now on, please pretend you don’t know me if we run into each other.”

“I want to fuck you, Scott.” He lowered his voice. “Remember the fun we used to have?”

“Good-bye, David. I guess it was too much to hope you were going to apologize.”

“Apologize? I’m telling you, Scott, if you don’t show up at my place tonight, your friend over there will get a tip that I caught his best friend sucking his dad’s dick. He doesn’t know, does he? If I recall correctly, he hates his dad.”

“What are you talking about?” I bluffed.

“I put two and two together. Checked with the prison you used to write to, and he’s been released. Wasn’t hard to find his mugshot. I’ll keep your secret if you give me what I want.”

“The statute of limitations for sexual assault is twenty years, David.”

“It’s your word against mine.”

“Listen to me, you worthless prick!” I snapped, my heart thumping in my chest. Tears popped in my eyes, and I couldn’t get the words out. About how much he’d damaged me—not just my body but also my self-esteem. “Fuck you. Fuck you to hell and back. No, not back. Just stay the fuck in fucking hell where you fucking belong!”

The look of shock on David’s face was priceless. His mouth hung open. Where was a big, nasty fly when you needed one?

A rush of silence filled my ears. A silence so unsettling I glanced around me. David wasn’t the only one staring at me. Shucks. What had I done? I’d screamed at him in a public space.

Oh god!

I ran. Fled from the store, ignoring Jay calling my name. I didn’t know where I went. I kept sprinting until I found myself at the back of a building, alone. Tremors racked my body. Sobbing, I sat on the ground with my feet pulled up into my chest, wheezing.

My phone rang. Jay? I needed to let him know I was fine. I took out my phone and stared at the screen. It was Griff. I couldn’t talk to him. Then he would know I was upset and would pry the truth about today out of me. If he knew what David had said to me, he would confront my ex, and I couldn’t let that happen. I loved Griff too much.

I loved him.

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