Vindicated

chapter two

A/N: ahh the first chapter got such a good response I wanted to hurry and get this chapter finished for you guys. i'm so glad you're all loving it <3

Trigger warning: the following chapter contains violence, blood, and sexual assault. If these topics trigger you, skip until you see the dotted line. 

-

-

-

-

I gulped as I looked at the figure behind me. Kaleb was leaning against the bathroom door, blocking my only exit.  

"What do you want?" I demanded, my voice icy. 

Kaleb's eyes narrowed. "That's no way to talk to the man you love now, is it?" 

I rolled my eyes, unable to help myself. "Please, the man I love? You cheated on me and I left you. I haven't loved you for a long time." 

Kaleb stood up and started walking towards me. I backed up, trying to figure out the best way to get out of the situation. I settled on go for the balls and run. 

"I know you're lying," He growled, getting closer and closer to me. "I know you still love me, you were always playing hard to get." 

I was trying to prepare myself to kick him. Timing was everything. If he was ready for me, I'm toast. 

"You're insane. I don't still love you and I never will." 

He was in my face at this point, breath hot against my cheek. His breath reeked, it smelled like the inside of a whiskey bottle. Before I could move, he grabbed my face and shoved his lips into mine. I panicked and slapped him across the face. The sound echoed through the bathroom, bouncing off the walls. He turned to look at me, eyes flashing with anger as my red hand print appeared on his cheek. 

"You stupid fucking bitch!" He yelled, grabbing my wrists before I could move. "You really think you're that special huh? I'll show you just how worthless you are." 

Kaleb grabbed my arms and twisted them behind my back and I shouted out in pain. I heard a click and felt a cool, sharp blade press against my throat. 

"If you struggle or scream in any way, I slit your throat." He hissed in my ear. 

Fuck. 

With one hand holding my arms and the other pressing the blade to my neck, Kaleb dragged me out of the bathroom, down the hall, and out into a dark side alley. I recognized his car parked by the door. I felt sick. He pushed me up against the hood of his car, knife still against my neck. I heard the clink of his belt unbuckling and froze.

No fucking way. 

I got my right arm free and jolted it back, hitting him right in the face but he didn't let go of me like I had hoped. 

"Fuck!" He yelled. He grabbed my arms again, this time tying them with his belt so I couldn't use them. He pushed my head onto the hood and I saw everything go fuzzy as a warm, sticky substance coated the side of my head. Blood. 

I screamed. I screamed as loud as I could, the world spinning as I did so. 

"I said be quiet, you stupid fucking whore." He grabbed my hair, pulling and slamming my head back down onto the hood. I cried out in pain, the knife forgotten on the ground as my vision became cloudier. I felt cold air hit my back as I realized the back of my dress was now rolled halfway up my back. I stiffened, unable to move or even stand as his body weight pinned me to the hood. I braced myself for what I knew was coming.