The Affair

Chapter One

8 Years Later-

Danielle awoke with a start, causing her to shoot up straight in bed.

Her t-shirt was plastered to her thin frame and some of her hair fell wildly around her face. She breathed hard, looking around the room. It took her a second to calm down and realize that her dream had not followed her into reality.

She glanced over at the empty pillow beside her. Zack was still not in. What a surprise.

She threw the covers off of herself and layed back down on her pillow.

The dream had been too real for her liking. She had had freaky dreams before but this one had been different.

Danielle struggled to keep the image of the sturdy man standing above her bloody body out of her mind. He had been haunting her dreams ever since... She had gotten married.

She sighed at that thought and quickly swung her legs out bed. She knew sleep was not going to come to her again and besides that she was about to burn up.

She walked over to her dresser where she pulled out a tank top. After changing quickly she slipped on a pair of slippers and opened the bedroom door.

She checked the hallway for anything out of place and then made her way downstairs to the to the kitchen.

She immediately began making coffee, something to keep herself distracted.

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Once a nice steaming pot had been brewed she poured herself a cup and sat down on one of the stools by the bar. She warmed her hands on the mug, just now starting to realize the actual cold bite the air had in the early morning time. She must have really been tossing and turning to become that hot.

She had only been sitting there for a few minutes when the sound of a hand smacking against the doorframe to the kitchen startled her. She jumped from her seat, spilling coffee as she went.

She looked over at the door to see Zack leaned up against it, a cold look on his face.

"Why are you up?" he demanded, his eyes piercing into hers. She could tell by the way he pronounced his words he had been drinking.

"I-I had a bad dream.. I couldn't go back to sleep so I came down here to calm down." She replied sheepishly.

He stood there, just watching her for a few seconds before slowly starting to walk towards her.

"So explain why you have a tank top on? Were you.. Waiting on someone Danielle?" He said as her drew closer to her. She could she his fists clenching and un-clenching.

"No! I swear to you Zack! I would not do that to you! I-I love you."

He stopped in his tracks, only a few steps away from her. His scowl disappeared and his expression went blank. It was almost as if her response had taken him off guard.

His mood soon changed though as he began to slowly look her up and down, a half smile smoothly making it's way onto his face.

"Well good thing you weren't waiting on anyone in that tank top.. Cause you look damn sexy in it."

In three swift steps he was in front of her. He bent down to where his face was only inches from hers. The smell of alcohol on his breath almost gagged her.

He suddenly grabbed onto her hair and pulled her face to his. He began to roughly kiss her, the taste in his mouth making it hard for her to enjoy the kiss. He kissed down her chin line to her neck. She could feel his husky breath on her neck as he kissed every part of it.

His hands rubbed roughly all over her body and he leaned into her, causing her to have to take steps back to keep from falling down. Her back soon met the wall as he continued his search of her body with his lips and hands.

She became numb to him.. Knowing it was all fake since he only lusted for her like this when he was drunk. Other times it was the girls down at the bar he lusted after.

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