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“And how long have you been screwing him?” he stated sliding a hand up around her throat. “How long?” he repeated, squeezing this time.
“Never, I swear.”
“It’d better stay that way,” he said moving his hand from her throat down her body to her breast. He squeezed one painfully and leaned his head down towards her as he added, “If not these just might get cut off.”
“Woops…get a room you two,” Dan laughed, and she bit down on her tongue as she turned her head away. “Yo get your hands off my sister; we’re at the parents for Pete’s sake.”
“She’s my wife; I’ll put my hands wherever I want them whenever I want,” Scott stated turning towards her brother.
“He didn’t mean anything by it Scott. Come on…let’s just get the cake,” she said keeping her voice calm as her heart raced with worry.
“Sure,” he said easily but the look in his eyes as he stepped back told her she was going to find out how mad he was later.
“What took you so long?” Jess asked with a grin as they got back outside telling her that Dan had informed them about it already.
“Nothing Sis.”
“So, Scott how’s work going?” Dan questioned. “Anything interesting going on?”
“Just the usual scumbag trying to get away with murder,” he replied.
“No cool cases?” her brother prodded, he was the ultimate true crime fanatic, and she hated it.
“Dan, I don’t like hearing about the cases so can we find another topic?” she asked glancing at him. She didn’t want to hear about who had died and how. Hell, she already figured she knew how her own death would happen, she didn’t need to hear Scott describe how he’d be able to get away with it.
“Sorry Sis,” he said kissing the top of her head as he walked by.
By the time they got out of there, she was barely holding it together. The act was too hard anymore and she didn’t want to think or pretend to be happy. As they pulled into the driveway, she saw his hands grip the steering wheel tighter. It sent her gaze out the window as her fear rose and she whispered a quick prayer for something to stop him, keep him from hurting her again.
She knew better than to say anything as she unloaded the car. She’d made that mistake once after visiting her parents and ended up with a broken wrist. That had been harder to lie her way through, but she’d done it and now she almost wished she hadn’t. If she’d simply said something to the doctor who’d looked at the x-ray to confirm the idea that Scott had caused it maybe she wouldn’t be here now trying not to think of what he might do.
She found out the moment she’d finished loading the dishwasher exactly what it was and spent the next hour mopping up the floor where the broken glass and her blood were.
The next morning as she took a shower she discovered the uncontrollably abusive man was gone when he stepped in behind her and gently washed her skin as she tried not to let her disgust for him show. She didn’t bother to let herself get comfortable because she knew this version of him didn’t stick around for long. He was the regular Mr. Hyde right now, coming nowhere close to the Dr. Jekyll that he’d been at first when they met. Now he fluctuated between being Hyde and Eviler Hyde.
She made it to work right on time and spent the better part of the morning avoiding Will. The last thing she wanted was to think about what Scott said yesterday or last night about him. He meant too much to her to risk his safety. Will was family, even if not by blood, meant more to her than Scott for certain and she would never put him in that position.
If Scott knew how she’d felt about Will years ago, how the majority of her still felt about him, he’d murder him without hesitation. He’d only keep her alive long enough for her to watch it happen, and then she’d be next. But only after using her yet again, she was sure. That was one of his favorite abuses, using her body for sex. She couldn’t even bring herself to admit what it really was, it was too awful to begin to say it.
The next few weeks slipped past them, and she wondered when Scott was going to snap again. Sure, he’d smacked her a few times, but she was able to stop wearing high necks as the bruises faded. Her birthday was the next week, and she knew he’d find fault with her thanks to his well-planned gift. Quickly she discovered she was right as Eviler Hyde reappeared when she didn’t properly thank him for the lingerie set and necklace by instantly putting them on for him to view.
She got home Thursday evening, her heart pounding with panic seeing Jess’ car in the drive along with his. If he touched Jess at all after what he’d done to her last night, she’d kill him and she’d gladly spend the rest of her life in jail for it.
As she walked into the house, she saw them sitting at the kitchen counter, Jess smiling brightly with a tiny cake meant for two. She gave her a smile as she glanced over at Scott then headed to hug her. It hurt to do it, but she pushed it aside and asked her, “What are you doing here?”
“Coming to see my favorite sister. Scott was telling me about the present he got you. I can’t believe the clasp on the thing broke when you tried to put it on,” she said shaking her head. “They can’t make anything decent anymore can they?”
“Seems not,” she commented knowing the real reason the clasp broke was because he’d jerked it off her neck after using her body.
“Well, I just wanted to say Happy Birthday. The big two-six…you’re just getting so old aren’t you, Sis?”
“Hush Pip…” she teased back.
“I was hoping you would come with me Sunday night, sort of a birthday slash sister’s night. I’ve got tickets to this play on campus, and it’s supposed to be really good.”
“Sunday night? What do you think Scott? You can do a guys’ night of poker,” she said watching him for a reaction to ensure she didn’t need to step between him and Jess.
“Sounds good…you staying for dinner Jessica,” he asked looking at her in a way Olivia didn’t like.
