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“I didn’t cheat on you.” I’m so tired of him accusing me of cheating on him every second of the day. Scott is that good-looking next-door neighbor my mother would have always wanted me to go out with. He even looks the part: a little over six feet, sandy-blonde hair, and a middle management job that he complains about.
“That’s what you say. Oddly, there are no pictures and no receipts of where you were. It’s like you have a burner phone to hide your other men.”
He’s not wrong. It is odd that there aren’t any pictures, but my phone ran out of battery, and I was camping, so I couldn’t charge it until I got back. “I don’t have a burner phone, and there are no other men.” I sigh. “Why don’t we go to dinner tonight? There’s that new restaurant…?”
“Fine,” he says, cutting me off as if I’m doing him a big favor. “I guess I’ll see that movie with someone else.”
“Thanks,” I don’t know why, but lately, I dread the idea of movie theaters.
“I’ll pick you up around seven. Wear something nice.”
He ends the call. I look at my phone and feel like I’m on the cusp of remembering something, but then it fades. I pick up my book and continue reading, escaping my world for the fantasy world for a while.
* * *
After we’ve eaten, Scott insists on paying the bill, and then we walk to his car. “Thanks for dinner,” I say.
“Do you want to go back to my place and watch a movie?” he suggests, and I agree. Scott shares a house with three other men about the same age, mid-twenties, so I don’t think much about it.
When we arrive at the house, we are the only ones home. “Where are your roommates?”
“They went away for the weekend.”
“You didn’t want to join them?”
“No, I don’t like camping, and besides, we had a date,” he says as he ushers me into the living room and turns on the television. We choose a movie to watch and settle in. Fifteen minutes into the movie, he has his hand on my leg, which is fine, but I don’t want this to turn into sex. I’m not feeling it.
As his hand moves to my breast, I scoot away a little. I don’t say anything. I told him a few weeks ago that I didn’t want to be intimate right away. I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt that he’s just forgotten.
The movie continues; Scott moves his body closer to mine and then touches me again.
“Please, Scott. I want to wait until we know each other better.”
He kisses me instead of answering my question and thrusts his tongue into my mouth. I try to push him off, but he’s too strong. He’s holding my hands back by the wrists with one of his hands.
When he stops kissing me, I say, “No.”
“Stop playing hard to get. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want this.”
“No. I wanted to spend time with you,” I say as I try to wiggle out of his grip and kick, but his weight on my legs is too much.
He tightens his grip on my wrists and begins stripping my clothes off with another. Unfortunately, I’m only wearing a sundress, so there’s not much between my naked body and his greedy hands. Once he’s removed my underwear, he undoes his pants, and his small erect penis pops out.
I scream, “No!” and try and kick and buck him away from my exposed body, but it’s no use. Scott holds me down and enters my dry vagina. It hurts. “Stop. Stop. Stop.”
“Let me in,” he commands in my ear, and I try to spit on him.
“Stop!”
“I know you want this.”
Over the next few minutes, he painfully gets his fill of me. I stare at the white ceiling and wish it to end quickly. Finally, he pushes off of me and says calmly, “I don’t know why you had to be so difficult. I know you wanted it just as much as I did. You just laid there.”
Shivering from shock, I pick up my torn underwear and try to button my sundress as best as I can. I’m so shaken I can hardly keep ahold of my things. Once I’m outside his house and a few doors down on the sidewalk, with trembling hands, I call Scarlett. I tell her everything without taking a breath, finishing with, “Please come and get me.”
“I’m already walking out the door.”
Scarlett arrives, driving like a madwoman down the residential road, and before she can undo her seatbelt, I’m inside her car from the passenger side. “Let’s go.”
