Spitfire

13. I Can't Deal With This

Warning: This chapter does contain some violence

Stacy

"Long time no see Red."

No! No! No! This can't be happening. Not now, not ever.

I blink and the bastard is still here, I'm frozen in place.

"D-Dominic."

His eyes roam over my body, I want to scream and run away. But nothing is working correctly, it's like I'm back to being that sixteen year old again.

Flashback

"Come on Spitfire you know you want to hang out with us today. We haven't hung out in so long."

Chris gives me that puppy dog eye look that is hard to resist. I pull my hair behind my ear and sigh.

"I know and I'm sorry. It's just I have been hanging out with Dom a lot."

"Yeah I know."

We get interrupted by the man himself. He smiles at me and then stares daggers at Chris. He balls his hands into fists and I know this is not a good sign.

"I'm sorry Chris. I really got to go."

I start walking away but he grabs my wrist. His touch burns my skin but not in a bad way. I shake that feeling away.

"I can't prove it, but I know he's done something. You're not the same after you are around him. He's not good for you."

I yank my hand away from him. I'm furious not with him but myself.

"You don't know shit Chris! Just stay out of it."

"C'mon Red let's go!"

I walk away from Chris as fast as I can. When I get to Dom grabs my wrist hard and I wince in pain.

"I thought I told you to stay away from him."

"I did...I am. He came up to me."

"Get in the car, we will discuss it later." He snarls at me and I am actually scared. He speeds off and I can see Chris still standing there looking at us with my friends walking towards him.

I'm sorry Chris

We get to my house and as soon as we are inside he slams me up against the wall and puts his hand around my throat.

"I see the way he looks at you. How they all look at you. "

"That's not true."

"Liar!" He slams the back of my head into the wall again. "You're mine you stupid bitch!"

"P-please you're hurting me."

He gets right in my face and the look on his face is pure evil.

"Oh I haven't begun to hurt you... yet."

One hand let's go of my throat and I gasp for air as his other hand lands a blow to my stomach. I bend over trying to catch my breath and he yanks on my hair.

"You're mine!...Say it!" He screams in my face. "I-I'm y-yours." I cry out as he shoves me to the ground. I try to crawl away from him but he grabs my leg and brings me back to him. When he twists my arm I hear a snap and try to scream but he covers my mouth.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson now and show you who you belong to. We haven't had sex in awhile and I'm thinking you owe me that."

Oh God no this isn't happening. We've only had sex a couple of times and I don't want to, it hurt so much the times before.