AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Shoving his hand off my shoulder and holding my head up high, I spit on his suit. He stares down at it in confusion.
“Fuck you,” I mutter angrily. “I don’t give a shit about that fucking club. I hope it burns to the ground. The only one who should be leaving Adam alone is you. I’llneverleave him. Never.”
With his brows pinched inward, he crowds me. As I try to step back, he grabs at my dress, clenching the fabric in his fists and sneering in my face.
“You’re nothing but a trashy slut. You think you’re good enough for my son? You’ll never be worthy. No one will ever accept you, and once he’s grown sick of you, he’ll throw you away, just like your mother did.”
I manage a strangled sob as I try to tear myself out of his grasp, but his hold is too strong.
“Yeah, well, I’d rather be a trashy slut than a man hated by his own children. But your sonlovesme. And he can’t fucking stand you.”
“You little bitch,” he says, spitting in my face as he makes me stumble in my retreat.
“Let me go,” I cry out, louder this time.
His drunk weight becomes too much, and I stumble on my heels, falling to the ground with a crushing impact, his heavy frame covering me.
He’s muttering something cruel, but my mind has stopped registering his words. He’s taunting me, telling me to burn in hell, wishing me death, and all I can do is fight back.
As his hands fumble their way over my body, pinching my flesh and attempting to dig their way between my legs, my stomach turns with dread. Still, I fight, kicking my legs against his assault, trying to push him off of me. Then, I scream.
To shut me up, he clamps both hands around my throat, putting his weight on my windpipe until it feels like he’s crushing me to death. Fear and panic fill my bloodstream as my vision turns hazy and black around the edges.
All I can think is that I’m going to die. And it’s going to break Adam’s heart.
My legs turn heavy and my hands can no longer find the strength to push Truett away.
I can’t move, I can’t fight, and I can’t scream.
So, I pray.
Forty
Adam
She’s taking too long.
As my brother drones on and on about his latest course load, I can’t focus. I’m still staring into the dark night, waiting for Sage to round the corner with a smile.
Caleb mentioned he saw our dad heading toward the valet at the front, but I’m too nervous to believe it.
The very thought of him finding her chills me to the bone. He wouldn’t hurt her, would he? He may be a liar and a hypocrite, but is he really a monster?
“Where’s your date?” my brother asks, taking another sip of his drink.
“She’s in the bathroom,” I reply. “But she’s been in there a while. I should go see what’s taking her so long.”
“While you’re back there, check on your father,” my mother calls from beside my brother. “He said he was going too, and I’m ready to get home.”
I’m frozen, staring at her in confusion. I assumed my father went home without my mother and she would get the driver to come back for her, but knowing he’s still here, possibly threatening or bullying Sage,mySage has my blood as cold as ice.
Without warning, I take off in a run toward the place where I just left her. My mother calls after me, the entire group of them probably alarmed to see me sprinting in such a panic for no reason.
I know she’s fine. It’s ridiculous to think he would actually hurt her, but I’ve been fooled by that man before, and every ounce of instinct inside me is telling me that she needs me.
As I turn the corner behind the main building, noticing movement on the ground in the distance, I stop. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust, and when they do, all I see is red.
My father is hovering over her, his hands around her throat and her hands weakly fighting against his grip.
