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“Shut the fuck up!” he roared too close to my face, making me jump. “It’s okay, baby, I’m not going to hurt you. Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone. It’s not warm when she’s away.” He spun me out then roughly pulled me back into his chest, our bodies colliding together like we were slow dancing. I had never seen him so fucking drunk before.
He suddenly let me go.
"Turn around, I can't stand the sight of your fucking face right now."
I slowly moved on shaking legs. He watched my every move. I felt his hands go to my thighs, slowly working their way up my sides. Singing the words of the song to me. He abruptly stopped, removing them from my body. Standing there, I could still feel his stare on the back of my head. I don't know how much time went by before I looked behind me only to find predatory eyes on me. I instantly turned and started running up the stairs as fast as I could go.
“Where are you going? The fun’s just getting started!” he laughed, grabbing my ankle.
I fell face first onto the steps, but I didn’t falter. I couldn’t. I flipped over and kicked him in the stomach.
He barely wavered, making my escape nearly impossible. His eyes lit up like a goddamn Christmas tree. He gripped my ankle once again, tugging me toward him, slamming my body down the stairs. I kicked and screamed bloody murder.
“Well, lookie, lookie here, someone’s been a busy little cunt!” he shouted, slapping me across the face and tearing open my robe.
“No! No! No!” I violently shook my head
“Baby, I want you to fucking beg,” he gritted out, gripping onto my chin, making me look at him. Eye to eye with nothing but evil in his and fear in mine.
He spit in my face and smeared it all over like he was branding me.
“You’re mine! You’re fucking mine! Do you hear me, you little whore? No one leaves me, get that through your fucking head.”
He grabbed my shoulders, lifted me up and connected my head with the stairs. My vision blurred.
When he roughly placed his hand over my throat, my eyes widened. Pure panic coursed through my body as he ripped my shirt open and then tore off my panties, squeezing my throat harder when I tried to resist.
Jeremy had always been a bastard, but he never tried to rape me.
I closed my eyes. I was reliving the first time I thought I died. I couldn’t go through that again. I wouldn’t survive it this time. As if reading my mind, he took his hand off my throat. I took a few steady breaths, trying to regain any composure I could muster.
“Open your eyes. Open your goddamn eyes.”
I did, my teeth chattering and my body shaking.
He deliberately roamed his hands from my neck down my stomach.
“You don’t have to do this,” I pleaded in a tone I didn’t recognize.
It was like I was there, but I wasn’t. I watched everything unfold in front of me as if I was having an out-of-body experience.
He cocked his head to the side and narrowed his glossy eyes at me.
“I don’t?”
I shook my head, trying to form words. “No. You don’t.”
“And, why is that?”
“Because you love me,” I reminded, hoping that it would grant me some mercy.
“Mmm…” he groaned, causing me to internally cringe.
“What about you, Aubrey, do you love me? Or are you just using me like a fucking whore would do?”
I choked back the tears. “Of course I love you.”
He smiled and for a second I thought everything was going to be okay, for a moment I thought this nightmare might be over.
