Troubles Ahead

Ride to work

I was tapping my foot on the floor anxiously waiting for him to arrive

"On my way" was what he wrote eventually

I look at the window and see his nice car outside.

Can't hide in here forever, even though I'm starting to consider it.

I open the passengers door and say an awkward and barely audible "hi"

I feel the tension in the air almost immediately

"So earlier," here it goes

"You left your apartment without my permission"

I don't recall much of the conversation we had but I could swear he only said I have to let him know not ask.

My mind is blurry, after being assaulted and kissed

Could he be doing this on purpose to mess with my head? The thought felt so foreign to me

I've never met anyone who could possibly do something like that, not until now

"I um I thought I only had to let you know.. from now on I'll ask before I go I promise.. sorry"

I can't meet his eye line, it's usually an issue for me because he's so intense but he's driving and not looking in my direction anyway

"No. You have to ask before leaving your apartment." Was his cruel response

"I understand now" I fidget with my shaky hands

"Well now It's too late, I didn't see the text till you were out of the apartment and now I know you could've gone anywhere.. with anyone"

Silence.

I have no argument here because he's not going to listen or change his mind.

"Did someone go with you?"

"I was alone and came straight home" my eyes are watery already

"See, this is an issue now I have to take your word for it. And your word means absolutely shit to me"

Ouch.

I know we're not on the best of terms but why does he keep insulting me and thinking I'd risk my life or my families just for fun.

This man is senseless

"I .... um understand?"

"You will"

Were the last spoken words before arriving to work.

We made our way through the back, he has a key to that entrance

He opens his office door and before I could process a thought he forcefully grabbed me against the nearest wall, hurting my back like it usually does

I am too weak to fight a man as big as him so I just roll with the punches, literally

He's so worked up, I've been scared before but it's very different this time

I'm in tears and he only looks at me and doesn't speak, he's thinking over something

For a moment his eyes soften but I'm sure I pictured what I wanted to see

"Pl-Please stop hitting me the bruises take a while to go away.. I have low iron it doesn't help" talking to him never works but I have to try something for my own sanity

I stare quietly still tearing up

I've never paid much attention to the other doors in this place, I'm only allowed in the bathroom and the other doors are strictly forbidden

And when he starts dragging me to the one near his book case and desk I start to fight, it's no use but I still struggle against him

I mean he can't be taking me anywhere good, right?

He unlocks the door and it's a bedroom it looks normal enough but it's dark in there I don't know for sure

He throws me on the bed and climbs on top of me

I am still struggling against him, I don't like this position we're in

He's on top of my hips holding me in place and he's got both of my hands in his death grip

"Let me go Nate!" his name felt weird coming out of my mouth

I don't usually call him by his name but right now I can't think straight

After a while I stopped fighting, stopped moving I am wasting energy, this is a lost battle

When I stopped he held both of my hands with one of his and grabbed something out of his back pocket

The same or what looked to be the same rope he used on me at the farm house

I am a full blown teary mess right now why does he keep putting me through this

"Stay still" he says with so much power and sternness

I have nothing I can do, I am completely at his mercy, which is not good place to be in at all

"You can't be trusted you're messing with my head, I will figure out what you're up to!"

He's speaking these words into my mouth, we are so close once again

My hands are to my chest tangled in rope his shirt is right above them so I grab it and pull him closer

"You will figure out I have nothing plotting against you, I was an innocent by stander that you forced into this torture and if you ever kill me because of this I hope your guilt eats you alive and never lets you find comfort even in sleep ever again"

I spit out with so much venom I may be weaker than him, but I am not his punching bag anymore

We stare at each other for seconds, maybe minutes and he pecks my lips

"With you under me like this I will always find comfort. I might have to keep torturing you forever"

He laughed and climbed off me