The Assistant

Scars

*Kyra's POV*

I told David about the leftover pasta and we had that and he thoroughly enjoyed it. I was a little happy because I was worried he'd want something freshly made.

After eating he poured us both some wine and we sat and talked. "I'm sorry I freaked out, I shouldn't have. I'm not sure I want children but I know you'd be a great mum so you're not the worst person to knock up" his eyes went from apologetic to showing hints of humour as he said the last part.

I was sat next to him so I leaned over a bit and pushed him a little, "don't be cheeky" I scoffed.

" I am serious though, someday I know you'll be a great mum and your children will love you unconditionally" he maintained.

I felt tears threatening to fall as I shook my head at him, " the truth is I should probably not even think about having kids, ever. I'm a horrible person who cheated on and turned her perfectly fine boyfriend into a monster who almost raped her. He's never lifted a finger towards me before, or done anything to hurt me in that way. If I hadn't been a loose slut who opened her legs for her boss, we would have been fine. I wouldn't be homeless. I wouldn't have lost the only person who actually made me feel like I was someone. Who was there for me when I had no one else. I did this to him, and to myself. All the things he called me, he was right. I pushed a good man over the edge. What kind of person does that? What kind of mother would that make me? I deserve to be alone for life. It's my curse." I finished with the tears streaming down.

David gently tilted my chin up softly and placed a soft kiss on my lips. His eyes were gentle and reassuring. He used his hand to wipe my tears away without saying a word.

The tears kept falling as I watched him attempt to comfort me. He pulled me into his chest and held me tight.

"He said you'd toss me aside when you were done with me. That I deserved what he was going to do to me. He was forcing himself on me, he regarded me that lowly that he felt that I deserved that. Last time I felt that broken was when my parents died in a car accident when I was 18 and left me all alone. When I met him I had hope for the future, and I know I wasn't in love with him anymore but when he said all those things and tried to rape me. I saw all that hope crumble. The pain consumed me. Maybe I should have let him do it. Maybe it would have made us even. And maybe I wouldn't feel so broken right now" I continued.

I felt David shake as he held me. I felt his muscles tense with every word. And suddenly he let me go and stood up. He paced around for about a minute before he walked towards the door.

I stood up and followed him. He put on a pair of trainers. And was about to walk out when I called his name.

He turned and looked at me. His eyes looked cold and angry. "Where are you going", I asked.

"To go kill that son of a bitch. He had no right. No right at all to do or say what he did to you" he spat out.

" I don't need you to fight my battles David and nothing he said wasn't already true" I said.

He walked over to me and held my face up, "don't you ever say that again. He was wrong. You're not to blame for any of his actions. Angry or not, he had no right to touch you or call you names".

"And you're kidding yourself if you think I'm letting him get away with attempting to rape you"he continued.

"He needs to pick on someone his own size. If he's really a tough guy and wants someone to blame and punish for what happened between us, then he should punish me. Let him take his frustrations out on me. Not you" he said the last part almost as if it pained him.

" So you're gonna let him beat you up" I chuckled a little even though there was no humour in my words.

He looked straight into my eyes and whispered, " he can try". Then he opened the door and walked out.

I stood there stunned and watched him drive off. I knew I should stop him, but I was completely frozen in place.

I hope he doesn't do anything on my behalf, that can get him in trouble.