His eyes changed then. “I’ve had a long day, and I just want to let off some steam. You’re my girlfriend, Olivia, you owe me this. You owe it to me.” He forced his hands down again, breaking away from mine, and hoisted my skirt up. “Think of it as an apology for this morning.”
I didn’t have a choice. I never had a choice.
If I just let him do this, it’d be over with, and I could have my self-pitying evening.
I softened my grip and leaned back against the counter. “Fine,” I said on a breath, resigning myself.
He smiled, leaned in, and started kissing my neck. I rested my arms around his shoulders and jumped up, sliding back onto the edge of the sink and letting him step between my legs.
I found Lucy’s eyes from across the room as he shoved my underwear to the side and kept kissing my neck, his other hand squeezing my breast.
“Attack,”I wanted to say as she watched us with her ears back.“Attack, attack, attack, attack, attack,”I willed her to hear me.“Just kill him. Bite his balls off. Dosomething.”
But she just watched us, pissed off, and ready for any command that I gave her.
But I wouldn’t.
Why?
Because I was a pathetic whore who couldn’t just tell him that I wanted this to end. That I didn’t want to be with him anymore. That I was done.
He slid his cock inside of me painfully because I was as dry as a bone, and began pumping in and out of me, slow at first, and then harder. Quick, short jabs.
I felt nothing outside the slice of pain. Nothing at all. Just a horrible numbness, so I let my mind drift. Drift to the books I was writing, to the chapters I had to turn in to Katie soon, to anything and everything but what was happening in that verysecond.
It took less than 45 seconds for him to finish.
He fell over me, panting into my ear as if he had just run a marathon.
Moments passed before he finally pushed back, pulling out of me.
I quickly closed my legs and hopped down before fixing my dress.
“Thanks, baby,” he cooed, kissing my cheek. “I gotta go, but I’ll see you later. Got big things coming up for both of us.”
My brows furrowed. “Big things?” I asked, wanting nothing more than to take a long shower. “What are you talking about?”
“It’s a surprise,” he smiled. “See you later.” With that, he grabbed his keys and headed for the door.
I frowned after him. As soon as the door shut behind him, I headed for my bedroom. “I don’t know what ‘big things’ he has planned with no money,” I told Lucy as she followed me. “But I swear to God, if it has anything to do with that club, I’m going to lose it.”
I gathered my things and headed for the bathroom. “Guard,” I told Lucy, although I had my doubts that he would come back.
I needed to get some confidence. I needed to leave. Even if I didn’t actually break up with him, I could just leave. Move. Disappear from his life. It wasn’t like he had the money to find me, and even if he did, would he bother? He hated me, he had to hate me, right? With how he treated me, he had to of hated me as much as I hated me, so why not just run?
Why not justrun.
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May 14th, 2022
I straightened out the papers in my hand and glanced aroundthe living room again. Beautiful and bright, but not as open as I would have liked.
“So,” the realtor, Anne, beamed, “how are you liking it so far?”
I shrugged, turning back to the oak table she had filled with cookies, papers, and drinks for whoever wanted to come to the open house. “It’s nice.”
Her smile instantly faltered. “Oh, you don’t like it.”
