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Me: Just finished packing up and going to head out.
Me: What happened to your knee?
It was only seconds before Ryan replied.
Ryan: Con was in a shit mood.
Ryan: He had me in a leg submission and held it too long.
Ryan: Fucking asshole!
With that, I threw my phone back in my purse and had the manager walk me to my car. I was home in no time exhausted and looking forward to dropping into my bed and falling asleep. As soon as I entered my apartment, I whipped my shoes off and threw them to the side of the sofa, and made my way to my room to change and wash up. I figured I would text Ryan once I got into bed maybe even call him to wish him good night.
As I was washing my face to remove the little makeup, I had on I heard a faint knock on my door. I smiled immediately.
Ryan is here!
I quickly wiped my face with a hand towel throwing it on the vanity as I turned with a hop skip and jump to answer the door.
I opened the door quickly ready to throw myself into Ryan’s arms. As soon as the door opened, and I saw the person standing on the other side, I quickly grabbed at the handle to shut the door. But before I could, I was shoved inside.
“Did you really think you could leave me?” Brad growled in anger.
I tried to get by him and out the door, but Brad grabbed hold of my arms and pulled me back.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he growled once more.
He held one of my arms tight, and he used his other hand to slam the door shut and lock it.
I swallowed the rising bile and seethed. “How did you know where I was?”
Looking into his evil angry eyes, I started to put it together. Feeling watched at my performance and then I remembered there was a Real Estate convention being held there.
I stared, unblinking. “You were at the hotel . . . You followed me home!”
It wasn’t a question because I already knew it was true.
Brad didn’t say anything for a moment, then as he pulled me further into my apartment, he slammed me hard against the wall. So hard, the back of my head hit the wall from the force. It took a minute for me to shake out the stars that I was seeing.
Fear was starting to take over me, but I did my best to maintain eye contact and show Brad no fear. Still holding my arms pushed against the wall, he leaned into my face.
“Did you actually think you could just walk out and leave me?” he spoke in the angriest tone I’d ever heard come out of his mouth.
I stayed silent but maintained eye contact.
His hands squeezed my arms tighter, almost bringing tears to my eyes.
“Answer me,” he whispered inches from my face, his tone icy.
I’d seen Brad angry and violent before, but the anger he had now was utterly terrifying. Even though he frightened me, I was determined to fight. Too many times in the past, I had coward in fear, but not this time.
“Fuck you,” I snapped back, practically spitting the words in his face.
My head slammed into the wall once more, this time from the force of the punch that hit me in my face. Immediately, a wave of dizziness washed over me, followed by a sharp tingling pain right below my eye.
A liquidy warmth ran down my cheek—blood.
“Fuck you.” I wasn’t sure what had come over me, but again, I practically spit in his face “Did you hear me, fuck you!”
