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“You... can’t... askthat.”

I’m absolutely gob-smacked, completely caught off guard by his aggressive tone and the derogatory words spewing from his mouth. The sheer intensity of it all leaves me practically shell-shocked, struggling to process the verbal onslaught.

No, no, no. This is not how I expected tonight to go.

Scrap what I said earlier. This is not nice at all.

“I want to go,” I say.

“We haven’t even got drinks yet, Ava,” Luke mutters.

Why did I let this happen? Why did I agree to this?

“I said I want to go, okay?”

“You want me to drive you home?” he asks.

“No,” I reply, my voice quivering. “I can get back by myself.”

“Well, how are you gonna get home?” he asks me. “If you’re not going to let me drive you. There’ll be no taxis around now, you know that.”

I inhale another long, deep breath, my chest tightening as I teeter on the brink of tears. The weight of the moment threatens to spill over, and I can sense the emotion welling up, just waiting for the chance to escape.

Please don’t make a scene here, Ava. Please don’t cry in front of your ex. Not him.

“Okay, just drive me home,” I finally splutter. “Don’t talk to me, just get me home. I want to go home. I want to go back to the dorm.”

We silently walk out of the restaurant, but not together. I’m way ahead of Luke. I don’t even bother holding the front door open for him. He follows me, still. I don’t look behind, but I can feel his intimidating presence behind me all the way to his car.

It is so dark outside. I feel so very alone.

I reach for the car door handle, but it’s still locked. Luke hasn’t even pulled out his keys yet.

Instead of unlocking the vehicle, Luke grabs my outstretched wrist.

“You’re disgusting for allowing that Penmayne to fuck you,” he snarls at me under his breath.

Thisis what he’s been thinking all night.Thisis what he’s been wanting to tell me.Thisis the sole reason he invited me out tonight, to smear those words into my face in the dark.

I want to break free from his grip, but he is holding me tight.

Those tears I’ve been holding back so valiantly start to bubble up to the surface. I’m going to lose my cool any second...

“Please let me go, Luke.”

“You really let him fuck you, didn’t you?”

“Please... let me go...”

But, deep down, I know he won’t let me free.

Oh no.

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AVA

It’sat this moment when I am at my most vulnerable with Luke’s tight grip around my wrist and I feel at my most frightened, that the most unexpected thing happens.

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