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He releases me with a shove and I nearly fall to the ground. My tears mix with the rain and I don’t think he sees them. I don’t think he’s even seeing me right now.
But I crush my murdered pride and step toward him, my chin trembling. “D-Daniel…it’s not…not…what you think… Let me…”
“What’s going on…” a brunette peeks from behind Daniel in nothing but a bra and knickers.
Without sparing me a glance, Daniel grabs her by the throat and slams his lips to hers. His eyes meet mine as he drags her inside and slams the door in my face.
I crouch in the rain and let the tears I couldn’t shed earlier loose.
Everything is over.
And it hasn’t even started yet.
22
DANIEL
PRESENT
I’m going to punch a wall.
Or a door.
Or better yet, myself.
The only thing that stops me is the way Nicole is shaking and chanting, “Please don’t hurt me…don’t hurt me, Christopher.”
That lowlifeChristopher.
The motherfucker that I should’ve nutted that first time I saw him hovering over her while she was pumped with E.
When I thought she meant to have sex with him.
Jesus fucking Christ.
What have I done?
I stare at Nicole’s tear-streaked face, at the tremor in her body and the glassy look in her light eyes. They appear lifeless. Dead.
She came back into herself earlier, cried the worst I’ve seen her, and fessed up everything as if she couldn’t stop. As if she waited her whole life to talk about that horrible experience. From the bits and pieces she told me just now, Christopher raped her in her pool house.
I told him to stop.
I begged him to stop.
That’s what she said. He hit her, too, and she recalled everything that happened to her afterward.
The pain.
The helplessness.
Everything.
All that took place when I was broken to fucking pieces after I heard from Astrid that she saw Nicole having sex with Christopher.
When, in fact, he was raping her.
When, in fact, she’d been silently screaming for help.
