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Once again, my head bounced off the wall, and a burning sensation formed on my lips.
After the second hit, the dizziness was too extreme. My legs could barely hold me up. If Brad’s body hadn’t pinned me against the wall, I surely would’ve fallen to the floor.
Brads hands move to my throat holding me tight but not squeezing.
This time, he followed my eyes as I tried to look away.
“Look at me, Kenna.” A nauseating pause hung in the air. “This is what’s going to happen. You’re going to pack your bag, and you are coming back with me . . . Do you understand?”
I was still dizzy from smacking my head against the wall. It was hard to focus, but I knew I had to get away.
This won’t end well.The thought brought goose-pimpled flesh to the surface of my arms.
With Brad’s hand around my throat, he was no longer holding my arms, so I gathered up all my strength, then brought my hands up. With fury I didn’t realize I possessed, I dug my fingernails into his face as hard as I possibly could and dragged them right down his cheeks, opening fissures in his skin as I went.
“What the fuck?” He immediately backed up.
Taking the small window of opportunity given, I lifted my leg as fast and as hard as I could, landing my knee right between his legs. When he bent over in pain, I took advantage of that moment to try and get away.
I turned and ran through my bedroom door. But before I could get the door all the way closed and locked, Brad kicked it in, sending me crashing to the floor from the impact. I scurried back using my feet and hands, but before I could get to my feet, Brad was standing over me.
Time ticked by so fast that before I knew what had happened, he kicked me in the ribs.
Pain radiated up and around my torso, taking my breath away. I turned away from him, moaning in pain. Knowing the worst was yet to come, I gave him my back and curled into a ball with my arms over my head—trying to make as small of a target as possible.
Once again, he proceeded to kick me. The impact was solid and followed by three more.
The pain was excruciating, but I knew I couldn’t give up. I had to fight.
“Come here.” Brad grabbed a hold of my hair and yanked me up and pushed me onto the bed.
“No. Please.” I screamed out in pain. It took all my strength to move to the other side of the bed, then get to my feet.
The pain was unbearable, making it hard to fill my lungs. Dizziness made my movements slow and sluggish, made it hard to get away from his approach.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Brad flipped me onto my back, slamming on top of the bed.
Climbing over me, he straddled my hips. He leaned forward, holding my arms down.
“Do you really think you could get away from me?” he spoke in a voice that I had never heard from him. The voice was so angry.
I knew if I didn’t continue to try and get away, I wouldn’t make it out of my apartment alive, so I struggled to get out of his grip.
“You’re fucking leaving this apartment either with me or in a body bag.”
My eyes opened wide, looking directly into his. I saw then the absolute evil in him. I turned my face away, trying to find anything that I could use to help me escape.
As my eyes quickly scanned the room, the scissors on my end table—the ones that I used to cut the tags off my pants—would give me a fighting chance.
All I needed to do was get out from under Brad, then get to the end table. At that moment, I stopped struggling.
“I will go with you,” I stated softly.
Brad instantly loosened his grip but didn’t remove himself from me. Instead, he kept my body pinned to the bed with his. Brad lowered his face to mine. Now, only inches from me, his breath blew over my face.
“That’s my girl,” he calmly whispered, and then he kissed me.
Brad kissed me hard enough to make me cry out, and the minute my lips parted in a sob, his tongue forced its way into my mouth.
