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“I’m sorry I’m late. It won’t happen again.” I try stepping around him, but he grabs ahold of my wrist, stopping me.
“You said the same thing last night. It seems you haven’t learned your lesson.” His fingernails bite into my skin and I flinch.
I don’t bother pulling my arm away, I know it’ll only make it hurt worse. “I know, I fell asleep, or I would’ve been home on time.”
He pulls me against his chest, and his hot breath blows across my face. “You’ve been out whoring around with that boy, haven’t you?”
I turn my face away from him and look at the hardwood floor beneath my feet.
He lets out a small laugh. “That’s what I thought.” He pushes me suddenly, and I fall backward, landing on the stairs.
Before I can gather myself enough to get up, the belt is flying toward me. I jump from fear just as the leather connects with my thigh. Inside, I scream in pain, but I don’t dare make a sound. I know that’ll only make it worse. Instead of letting my pain known to everyone, I hold it back while I try scrambling away from him.
I push myself up to my hands and knees. But before I can stand, he uses his foot to push me back to the floor. Swinging the belt again, he lands a solid hit to my backside.
I try to crawl up the stairs, but the hits are coming faster and harder. With his foot planted firmly on my upper back, he holds me to the floor while the whipping continues. My cheek is pressed into the carpet-covered stairs, and tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to make a sound.
With every blow, I flinch and wait. Wait for him to be done delivering his punishment. As the hits begin to slow, my legs, ass, and back sting. I squeeze my eyes closed and think of Dane. His soft touches. His firm kisses. His love, is enough to get me through this.
* * *
When I wakein the morning, my eyes are swollen from the tears I cried. I sit up slowly and feel each and every hit I took. With careful steps I move to the bathroom, where I peel off my clothes from the night before and inspect my body.
I turn and study my backside in the full-length mirror. The back of my body is littered with pink welts that are turning blue and purple.
I fall to the floor, crying. I pull my knees to my chest and cry out of pain and embarrassment.
After wasting too much time on the floor, I push up and dust myself off. This isn’t anything more than what I’ve already been through. Sure, other families didn’t beat me like this, but they did hit me when they felt justified. Now, it’s just like all the hits all at once. I can survive this.
* * *
I stepfrom the shower and wrap a towel around myself, walking back into my room. Before I can dress, the phone is ringing. I walk over to the bed and take a seat to answer it.
“Hello?”
“I’m coming to get you. Be outside in five minutes,” Dane says before hanging up.
As much as I want to run to him, I don’t want him to see me like this. I wasn’t planning on seeing him today, but I know if I’m not outside when he pulls up, he’ll just walk to the door and see Ed.
Hastily, I pull on a pair of jeans, a baggy t-shirt, and shoes before rushing outside. I’m stepping up to the curb as he rounds the corner. His black mustang comes to a stop directly in front of me, and I rush to get into the passenger seat. I can’t afford to waste time. If he sees Ed, I know he’ll want to fight him for the bruises on my arms. If Ed sees Dane, who knows what’ll happen. I may be punished again later for whoring around.
He hits the gas the minute I’m in the car, and we speed away without being seen. I try to put on a brave face, so my pain isn’t seen, but I’m afraid I’m not doing a very good job. He doesn’t say anything, but questions are written all over his face.
Neither of us talks until we’re inside his room. As I sit on the bed, he paces the floor with his hands on his head. “Are you going to tell me what happened, or do I have to search for the evidence myself?”
I push my still wet hair behind my ears and slowly walk up to him. “I’m fine. Can we just be together?” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. His lips move against mine, causing a chill to run up my spine.
He places his hands on my hips and pulls me even closer against him. He starts walking me backward, toward the bed. When he pulls away only slightly, his eyes seem even darker, like I’m staring into an abyss I just want to jump into. “I love you, Alissa,” he whispers.
Something happens in my chest when I hear those words. Those words have never been said to me before. My chest tightens, and my lungs feel like they can’t get enough air. My head starts to swim, and despite all the pain I’m in, I smile at him. “I love you, too.”
His lips crash into mine while his hands tangle into my hair, pulling me to him.
The backs of my legs press against the edge of the bed. Before he lays me down across it, he breaks the kiss and pulls off his shirt.
He leans me down gently until my body is cradled by the mattress. Then he covers my body with his.
There’s so much emotion flowing through me that I’m a mess. I’m angry at Ed for hurting me. I’m angry at myself for not being able to stop it. I’m overwhelmingly happy because for the first time in my life I have someone that loves and cares for me. But I’m also nervous because now I have something to lose.
