I look up at him, his green eyes hungry with lust, blood clinging to his shirt.
"I don't think you understand Kate." He takes a step closer to me and grabs my chin softly.
"I would do anything you ask me to." I would almost be touched if I didn't k...
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"Hey are you okay? You seem a little off." Trish asks as she drives me home. Our shifts ended around the same time so she said she'd give me a ride. Normally I would decline because I don't want to feel like a burden, but with recent events, I'm feeling a bit too paranoid to walk home alone.
"Yeah I'm okay. I've just been having a bit of a... sleeping problem." That sleeping problem being Daniel forcing himself in my house to sleep in my bed with me.
Truth be told, the problem isn't that I can't sleep. I sleep perfectly fine, better than normal actually, and that's the problem.
I think the reason I sleep better is that I know nobody will hurt me if he's there to protect me. I mean, he might harm me, but I know he won't let anyone else do anything to me.
Usually I stay up all night because I'm scared my rapist will come back. He never got caught.
"Okay, well if you ever need anything from me just let me know." She smiles sadly. I appreciate her kindness, but I won't be involving her. If the police can't do anything, then she sure as hell won't be able to.
I don't want to put her in any danger. I know she'd try to help me and I'm scared Daniel would hurt her.
Actually, I have a plan for my situation.
Daniel is exempt from the law, obviously. His money ensures his freedom, that much I know, but money can't save someone from death.
I can't lock him up, but I can hurt him, kill him if I have to. Once he's dead, he obviously can't use his money against me, so all I have to do is claim self defense. My prior report will contribute to my case, and the fact that he will be in my house when it happens. I'll say he broke in.
I obviously can't poison him, that's premeditated. I have to hit him with something, or stab him so it looks like I had to fight him off.
If worse comes to worse, my parents have a lot of money too so they can help me, it will be hard to ask them for help and they might lock me up again, but that's nothing compared to getting sent to prison for murder, right?
"We're here Kate, you can get out." She laughs. "Oh, right sorry." I smile and get out of her car, telling her goodbye before I head up to my apartment.
* * *
I'm sitting on my couch, waiting for Daniel. My knife is tucked in the crevice between the cushions. All I have to do is distract him enough to where I can stab him.
"Hey." Daniel walks in my apartment, locking the door behind him. "Did you... get a key made?" Obviously he did. "Yeah, I hope you don't mind." I do mind. "Of course I don't, come have a seat."
