and he grabs my cheeks with his other hand and holds my face in place. His grip is hard and he’s hurting me. I try and move to shake him off, but I can’t. He presses his lips hard against mine. I squirm and whimper fighting against his kiss. He’s now straddling me and has both of my hands in his. “Kiss me back,” he demands.
I shake my head and he squeezes both my face and wrists. Fuck, it hurts. Tears prick my eyes and his tongue enters my mouth. I gasp in repulsion, giving him access to deepen the kiss. He tastes disgusting, and if I had any way to fight him off of me, I would. I know I can’t, so I have no choice, but to let his snakelike tongue invade me. Finally, he stops and stands up looking down at me. “We’re not finished.” he growls, his voice low and menacing.
I sit back into the couch, frozen, watching the demon of a man I once thought of as my friend-turned-lover walk away from me. Once he is gone, my instincts move me to the door and I scramble to lock it. Remembering the look in his eyes – I shiver.
Going into my room, I grab my phone and call Lex. She answers, “Hel—”
I cut her off. “Are you home?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Can I come over?”
“Of course. Are you okay?”
“Just stay on the phone with me, I’ll explain everything when I get there.”
Grabbing my purse I look out the kitchen window and don’t see David’s car, so I lock up and head straight for my car.
“Talk to me, Bridge, you’re scaring me.”
Getting in, I lock the doors and take off as soon as it starts. “Sorry, I had to get out of my house. I’m on my way over now.”
“What happened?”
“David happened. I ended things with him. Let’s just say he didn’t take it very well and he scared the shit out of me. The look in his eyes was…it was like he was possessed.”
“Take deep breaths, sweetie, and get here safely. Vince is here so we’ll be safe. Please focus on driving. I’ll stay on the line, okay?”
“Okay,” I say, checking my rearview mirror to ensure he’s not behind me. I never in a million years thought David would react the way he did. Why can’t he just accept that my feelings have changed and let me go? I’ve never had a break-up go so wrong. Most of my break-ups have been amicable, so there were no worries with having an ex. I don’t know what is wrong with David, but I call bullshit that nothing is going on with him.
I wake gasping for air. It was only a dream. Thank God, it was only a dream. I was back in my living room with David, only this time he was holding my neck instead of my face and I couldn’t breathe. Looking around Alexa and Vincent’s spare room, I’m safe. He’s not here and doesn’t know where I am. I have to keep reminding myself of that. It’s crazy how quickly I’ve changed from a confident, brave woman to one that is hiding out at her sister’s because I’m terrified that my ex will come back.
Grabbing my cell phone I check the time. It’s four in the morning and way too early to be awake. Closing my eyes I try desperately to fall back asleep. Thankfully this time when I close them my thoughts are flooded with images of Troy. God, he’s so fucking sexy, with his messy, brown hair and thin stubble that I want to drag my tongue across.
Going against my better judgment, I grab my phone and text him. I hope you’re feeling okay. I’m sorry again for not being honest with you. If I could only go back and change things, I would.
Laying my phone against my chest, I take a deep breath and pray he responds. After another thirty minutes of unsuccessful sleep and no response from Troy, I get up. Walking into the kitchen, I’m surprised to see Vincent sitting at the island. He’s on his laptop sipping a cup of coffee.
“Hey, you’re up early,” he says.
“I could say the same about you.”
“I’m up because of work. What’s your excuse?”
“I had a dream that woke me. After David kept calling me last night, over and over, my
I shake my head and he squeezes both my face and wrists. Fuck, it hurts. Tears prick my eyes and his tongue enters my mouth. I gasp in repulsion, giving him access to deepen the kiss. He tastes disgusting, and if I had any way to fight him off of me, I would. I know I can’t, so I have no choice, but to let his snakelike tongue invade me. Finally, he stops and stands up looking down at me. “We’re not finished.” he growls, his voice low and menacing.
I sit back into the couch, frozen, watching the demon of a man I once thought of as my friend-turned-lover walk away from me. Once he is gone, my instincts move me to the door and I scramble to lock it. Remembering the look in his eyes – I shiver.
Going into my room, I grab my phone and call Lex. She answers, “Hel—”
I cut her off. “Are you home?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Can I come over?”
“Of course. Are you okay?”
“Just stay on the phone with me, I’ll explain everything when I get there.”
Grabbing my purse I look out the kitchen window and don’t see David’s car, so I lock up and head straight for my car.
“Talk to me, Bridge, you’re scaring me.”
Getting in, I lock the doors and take off as soon as it starts. “Sorry, I had to get out of my house. I’m on my way over now.”
“What happened?”
“David happened. I ended things with him. Let’s just say he didn’t take it very well and he scared the shit out of me. The look in his eyes was…it was like he was possessed.”
“Take deep breaths, sweetie, and get here safely. Vince is here so we’ll be safe. Please focus on driving. I’ll stay on the line, okay?”
“Okay,” I say, checking my rearview mirror to ensure he’s not behind me. I never in a million years thought David would react the way he did. Why can’t he just accept that my feelings have changed and let me go? I’ve never had a break-up go so wrong. Most of my break-ups have been amicable, so there were no worries with having an ex. I don’t know what is wrong with David, but I call bullshit that nothing is going on with him.
I wake gasping for air. It was only a dream. Thank God, it was only a dream. I was back in my living room with David, only this time he was holding my neck instead of my face and I couldn’t breathe. Looking around Alexa and Vincent’s spare room, I’m safe. He’s not here and doesn’t know where I am. I have to keep reminding myself of that. It’s crazy how quickly I’ve changed from a confident, brave woman to one that is hiding out at her sister’s because I’m terrified that my ex will come back.
Grabbing my cell phone I check the time. It’s four in the morning and way too early to be awake. Closing my eyes I try desperately to fall back asleep. Thankfully this time when I close them my thoughts are flooded with images of Troy. God, he’s so fucking sexy, with his messy, brown hair and thin stubble that I want to drag my tongue across.
Going against my better judgment, I grab my phone and text him. I hope you’re feeling okay. I’m sorry again for not being honest with you. If I could only go back and change things, I would.
Laying my phone against my chest, I take a deep breath and pray he responds. After another thirty minutes of unsuccessful sleep and no response from Troy, I get up. Walking into the kitchen, I’m surprised to see Vincent sitting at the island. He’s on his laptop sipping a cup of coffee.
“Hey, you’re up early,” he says.
“I could say the same about you.”
“I’m up because of work. What’s your excuse?”
“I had a dream that woke me. After David kept calling me last night, over and over, my
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