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His large eyes looked like he had nothing but crazy thoughts behind them, his dark hair that always looked like he had been running in the wind.
"I don't know," I replied with an attitude, trying to conceal the truth. The truth that my heart jumped in my chest, but I tried to calm myself down.
Darius was somebody I should be weary of any day, any time. But he was someone that I would never let him see through me enough to see my fear because he feeds off things like that, and I would know. I had first-hand experience of that.
I knew better than anyone that he was a crazy psychopath.
"What do you want?" I asked him.
"That is no way to talk to an old friend."
"Old friend? We are not friends, Darius."
"I get it that we had our misunderstandings and shortcomings, but I think we got along just fine and I'd like to put that behind us. Let us move on, you know, water under the bridge."
"I've told you not to come near me ever again." I lowered my tone, pointing at him. "Next time you see me, act like you didn't. If you come near me, I will go to the police and I will report you. I will file a restraining order against you."
"How did that work out last time?" He smirked.
"I know that you did something. I know that you have connections and you have power to you, but trust me, I am not the woman that I was and I will bring you down if you try to come at me again," I said to him before turning and walking away.
I didn't put my earplugs back in because with Darius, you never know what to expect. He was not the kind of man that you should turn your back on.
Seeing him ruined my mood. I knew that I was done grocery shopping for the day. I pushed my cart to the checkpoint, my mind scattered and disheveled and my heart still racing all over the place.
I wanted to get away and I wanted to do it quickly. I tried to fight back the tears. The last thing that I wanted to do was to be seen crying in public by strangers.
I tried to fight back the memories, to fight back the images of my experience with Darius.
We used to work together in the same company, but things ended badly. Initially when I got to the company, he was very friendly. He was one of the first people that spoke to me. I thought that he was a nice guy, that he was a good person.
He eased me into work, made things easy for me to get me accustomed with the way of the company, but that slowly started to change. His hands started to linger on me. He would try to come onto me.
One night when we were alone in the office together, just me and him, he put his hands on me, all over me, touching my breasts and in between my legs. I wasn't strong enough to overpower him.
He didn't rape me, but he stroked himself enough to cum, his semen spilling on my skirt.
No one would believe me because he was one of the high ranking people in the office. He had the power to silence the case without anyone knowing and then I got fired.
That was the reason why I was in a rut. That was the reason why I was looking for a job before I got the offer with Lily's dad.
It was an experience that I didn’t want again. I can't help but beat myself up because I knew when things started to change, when he started looking at me differently, but I just thought that it was harmless because growing up I've always had instances where guys would mistake my niceness for affection.
They would come on to me, and usually when I tell them to back off, they do. Darius was different and when I saw him in the store, I remembered the look in his eyes. I knew that he was in love with me, borderline obsessed, but I'm not the quiet girl that I was.
He can't take advantage of me twice. I would not allow it, not anymore. I carried my bags out of the grocery store and made my way back home.
Normally I called Lily in situations like this, but I didn't want to bother her. It was crazy how one person and a few minutes could ruin the rest of your day.
* * *
I triedto busy myself for the rest of the day, but my thoughts were quickly taken over by Darius. His effect on me apparently was more powerful than that of George.
Darius was an animal in human skin and I just wished that people would see that. I remember when I reported him to my boss, and all the bastard had to say was that I wasn't raped, so I don't have a point.
They worked with Darius to cover things up. That was why I left Revolution. I couldn't stand to work there any longer.
But the thoughts that whenever Penelope comes back, I might be out of job again also added to the agitation that I felt. I guess that I had to do a really good job while she was away so that when she came back, I could negotiate getting another job at the company or maybe assisting her with George or something.
