The Assistant

Burned bridges

KYRA'S POV

*A/N* : Trigger Warning ( sexual assault)

"Jayden can I please sleep, I genuinely do not have the energy for this, so can you please not start right now", I pleaded.

He got of the bed and started pacing back and forth for about a minute . Then he stood still and started speaking, "Kyra I don't understand you. Lately it's like I don't even know who you are. Ever since you started that job you've been different, distant and I'm starting to think it's because of that boss of yours. Are you screwing him Kyra?"

I felt my whole body shake in anger, how dare he accuse me of that? I mean he's right. But how dare he say that about me!

I shot up and was about to deny it when suddenly I realised it was pointless. I didn't want to be with Jayden anymore. And I didn't want to lie to him anymore.

"I slept with him in London, I'm not proud of what I did but I feel you have every right to know this", I said sincerely.

He froze.

I felt so guilty but I knew that he deserved to know. I watched him watch me. I think he expected me to say I was joking. And in that moment I wished I was. He looked so hurt. He hasn't been the best boyfriend but he did not deserve this.

"Jayden, I'm really sorry. I want you to know that I never meant for any of it to happen. And I'm sorry I broke your trust. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me", I started. "I know that our relationship ended the moment I slept with someone else and I know one of us has to move out, and I think it should be me. I'll pack my bags and will be gone within a week".

We sat there in silence for 5 minutes when my phone rang and my screen lit up with a call from David.

Bad timing Coleman!!

He stared at the ringing phone, then glanced at me, then turned around and walked out of the room.

I grabbed a pillow and covered myself with it, then screamed loudly into it.
I sat there debating on what to do and thinking about how I had to start looking for a flat to live in.

The joys of moving in with your boyfriend, right!

I waited for Jayden and after an hour I decided to go shower, as I hadn't done when I got home. I had a quick one then wore my favourite baggy T-shirt. When I was done I waited a bit longer and he still didn't come back.

I fell asleep while waiting for him and decided I'd speak to him whenever he decided to come back.

I was woken up by loud fumbling noises in the room. I turned on the side lamp and saw Jayden walking from the wardrobe holding a bundle of clothes. I checked my phone and it was 3am.

OMG, are you joking?

It's the middle of the night. Where is he going to go. I sat up and cleared my throat.

"Jay-", I started speaking but he cut me off.  "Not another word from you. I want you to leave, right now. I don't care where you go, but you need to leave". He put more clothes in the suitcase he had laid on the floor. And when it was full he closed and zipped it. "I'll be damned if I spend another night in this house with a whore that thinks, spreading her legs for her boss will help her climb the ladder of success. He's going to shag you for a while and get tired of you, then he'll fire you and you'll be on the streets, selling your body like the slut that you are", he continued.

His words stung. I know I wronged him but I didn't deserve to be called that. I was good to him for so long. I felt tears threatening to come out but I held them back. I was not going to cry in front of him.

He walked over to me and yanked the covers off me. My shirt had shot up while I was sleeping and my lower body was fully exposed.

I watched the anger in his eyes get replaced by a look of desire. The last thing I wanted to do was have sex with this man, so I covered myself up.

"Oh look, miss, my legs spread for anybody with a dick is shy now. So he can fuck you but I can't. What is it you want? Money" he shouted as he pulled out a few notes from his pocket and threw them at me.

Then he walked over to me. I got off the bed and ran for the door. He caught me and pinned me against the door, while his other hand tore of my lace thong.

"Jayden please don't do this" I begged

He didn't listen and instead shoved his finger inside me and I screamed out in pain.

"Please don't do this, I'm begging you, please stop" I pleaded.

"Shut up bitch, you deserve this" he barked.

He kept his body weight on me and used one arm to hold me in place while he used the other to undo his pants. In that moment it sunk in that I was about to be raped by someone whom I once trusted more than anything.

He kept fumbling with his pants and I decided I had to get myself out of this. I pushed the back of my head into his face and head butted him and then turned and kneed him in between his legs. And for a brief moment I was free.

I opened then door, ran down the stairs. And grabbed my car keys and got out of the house into my car and I locked it and drove off.

I didn't know where I was going but I had left everything in that house. I had no money, no phone and nowhere to go.