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“Academically? If I was being honest with myself, I’d have to admit you have me there but I just don’t care.
“The only thing I didn’t want you to have was the university life you held in such esteem. You rattled on and on about it, constantly wafting it in front of my face.
“It’s not fair that you got a full ride when you barely earned it. I saw how little you studied for your exams this year, tediously preoccupied with the girl and all, while I worked myself to the bone trying to earn a friggin’ D and yet, as always, you ended up with your perfect scores.
“Then, you had the gall to accuse me of slacking off. Granted,” he laughed, “I was preoccupied myself with most of the girls volleyball team this semester but how dare you accuse me of slacking off when you barely spent a few minutes with me at all! What kind of friend does that make you?
“You’ve completely ignored me since your experience with her that first day and I gotta’ tell you, it really rubbed me the wrong way. You knew I wanted her, you even threw the fact that you were on to me in my face. That ticked me off but I thought, ‘it’s Elliott. Get a hold of yourself. He’ll come back around, you’ll see’ but I was wrong wasn’t I? You never did. You grabbed hold of the nonsense that she was your Julia and ran with it, leaving me to cough and choke on the remnants of your dust.”
I knew the guy had a selective memory but to be so insane as to make stuff up and convince yourself of the validity?
“You pretended like Julia was so special. Like she was more than a good roll in the hay but I know what she really is. She’s nothing but dirt underneath my fingernails, o nly good for one thing.”
I was struggling with the extreme anger surging through my muscles. I drew my bottom lip through my teeth, despite the excruciating pain, to keep from charging him and getting myself killed before I could save Jules. I needed to get my bat, badly.
I regretted hesitating earlier and should have grabbed it before he could regain control of his gun. He continued with the retelling of his cruelty but was totally unaware of the building wrath that I would descend upon him with every single word he spoke. I wore a mask of calm and let the storm erupt within me waiting for the perfect moment to unleash it.
“Let’s see.........Oh! And her stomach! Smooth and flat. Not one ounce of fat, yet still as soft as I’ve ever felt. I must say, I didn’t anticipate liking her body so much.
“You know, I claimed earlier that she wasn’t as good as some I’ve brought in here but I only said that because she struggled so mightily and I could barely control her.
“I’d like to retract that statement,” he said, pinching his lower lip between his thumb and forefinger. “No, in fact, I think she’s the best. I think I enjoyed it all the more because of the fight. It’s too bad you’ll never get to have her. I’m sure you would have found her as incredible as I will.” He sighed, apparently approaching the end of his speech and shrugged his shoulders.
“I had so much more I wanted to say to you Elliott but I just can’t remember now. I just can’t seem to get Julia out of my head, sort of anti-climactic.”
He snorted.
“You know when you’ve been looking forward to something for a long time and then when the time comes you sort of lose interest? No matter, Julia will more than make up for it. Won’t you Julia?”
He kept the gun pointed at my shoulder and carefully walked over to Jules, then with his free hand wrapped her hair around his fist. He yanked her head backward and she squealed in pain. He aggressively pulled down her gag. I reigned in the rage once more. Soon, I promised myself. He pulled her up to him and she stood, trembling. He pushed her head to his and kissed her.
“Gotta’ get the taste of him out of your mouth. You will never taste him again, you hear me?”
She watched him.
“Acknowledge me!” He yelled.
Her body tightened in response before she nodded.
He kissed her again, harder. It was painful to her because she began to groan but that only served to spur him on and he kissed her even more harshly. When he pulled his face away from hers, their mouths were covered in her blood. Jules wailed and spit the blood toward the stone to keep from choking.
o;I’ve waited for a long time for you to find us here,” he said, his eyes briefly darting to mine before refocusing them on Jules’. “You know Julia? You aren’t the only girl I’ve brought down here.”
My eyes widened in fear, anticipating what he’d say next.
“She’s not exactly the best I’ve had down here Elliott but she had her moments. I do think I could have enjoyed it more if you had been here to watch but I relish the fact I can recount it to you in front of her.” He closed his eyes. “Her scream, when I can get her to, I must say Elliott, is phenomenal; involuntarily gravelly I’m happy to say.”
Jules’ eyes began to water and she shook her head violently, trying to keep me from doing something stupid and getting us both killed. My knuckles tightened in fury, the whites of them brightened with a hungry need to hit him.
“Oh calm down, Elliott,” he threatened. “Don’t act so surprised. I told you that I wanted her.” He smiled at some private thought before continuing on, “It’s your fault, you know. If you had just stepped aside as I had told you, it wouldn’t have to be so painful for her.” He raised his red eyes my direction and emphatically insisted with the gun, “You did that to her!”
Jules broke down into sobs as she shook her head from side to side, telling me it wasn’t true. I made a move toward her to comfort her. I didn’t care what he did to me. I needed only to touch her and both our fears, our anxieties, our pain, would dissipate into nothing.
Surprisingly, he made no move to stop me, only stepped further back putting the fire he made between himself and us but kept the gun aimed at Jules.
I touched Jules and it was as if nothing else mattered. Our shared current emanated through our bodies and we were one. I had never felt it pulse so powerfully through us and in that moment I understood that it had been our heightened sense of longing that caused it.
The desperation for the other was never as frantic as it was in that second. Our bodies somehow knew it was the last time our touch would be a reality and were instinctively getting their fill before they extinguished forever. The sensation was more powerful than before, although no less pleasurable. It calmed me yet simultaneously frightened me. It was a sign. A sign that our gift anticipated this was to be the end of our time together.
