Luck, Lust and Lana

There's Always Room For Dessert

I get off the bed to open the door and look through the peep hole. It's room service --that was fast! The employee rolls in a cart with a bottle of white wine in ice, chilled strawberries, a can of whipped cream, and melted dark chocolate. I tip him a few bucks and he leaves. As I'm waiting for Lana, I'm twiddling my fingers and looking for things to spruce the room up. I notice that also on the cart are candles. I laugh - they totally know why I had this sent up to the room. I mean, I guess it makes sense. Why else would someone order all of this at 1 AM?! I scatter the candles around the room, light them, and then pour myself a glass of wine. I lay on the bed listening to the slow hums of the jazz music and steadily drift off to sleep.

I'm woken from my nap by a knock on the door. I'm a bit frazzled since I didn't mean to fall asleep. I set the glass down and glance at the clock -- 2:18 AM. Damn, what took her this long? I mean, he was already passed out when we came home so it shouldn't have taken that long. I quickly walk over to the door and open it. To my surprise I find Lana, but her cheeks and eyes are tear stained and she is in a robe instead of the dress she was in earlier. She gazes into my eyes with a desperate doe-eyed look.

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you okay?!" I ask pulling her in a hug. She just collapses into my chest and quietly sobs. What is wrong with her? She was fine an hour ago. I pull her into the room and shut the door. I walk her over to the bed and sit her down. "You can talk to me, Lana. I hate to see you like this," I say while brushing her hair behind her ear. Seeing her this upset hurts me. She clears her throat, "Um...Well...When we got back to the room, Fran got really handsy and horny. At first he was just joking but then he got more aggressive." As she said this, more tears filled her eyes. I wrapped my arms around her in anticipation for the worse.

"I said no...I told him I was supposed to go and see you but he didn't care. He shoved me on the bed and took his clothes off...I tried to get up, but he kept pushing me back down. Then he tried taking my clothes off and I started fighting him and getting more stern, but he still didn't listen. I told him I didn't want to and he kept say 'You want it baby, I know you do'. He got on top of me and...put himself inside of me... While he was thrusting inside of me I kept punching him trying to get him off, but that didn't work. So I bit his lip really hard until I drew blood. He immediately stopped and asked me why I was playing hard to get. I told him I didn't love him anymore. Then he hit me. Hard. And I started sobbing. He started yelling really mean things at me...things like 'no one else will love you like I do' and 'I'm the best you can do honey'. I got up and put my clothes back on and he pushed me against the wall with his hand around my neck so tightly I could barely breathe. He said, 'If I can't have you no one can' and his grip was becoming harder. I thought he was going to kill me...so I told him I was just role playing and that I was sorry I lied to him and that I would do whatever he wanted...so he made me do things. I mean, we've done them before, but he was different and it was different. He used the whip on me and it really hurt and he used a gag...I was fucking terrified, Cait. After he finished, he passed out a little while later. I went and took a shower to get everything off of me...I feel so gross and violated."

I'm stunned. I'm heart broken for her, but fucking livid at him. How dare he do that to her. He will fucking pay, but right now the focus doesn't need to be on him -- it's on Lana. "Lana, honey, I'm so sorry. You don't deserve this, any of this. Don't believe a word he says, you are so much better than that piece of trash. I shouldn't have left you alone with him," I say regretfully. She picks up my chin to look her in the eyes. "Baby no! None of this is your fault...he's just sick. I mean we've had instances before, but nothing like this." I rub her back as she plays with my fingers. "You want to know the part that hurt the most? I wanted to be with you the entire time, but couldn't get to you. I don't know why, but that broke my fucking heart. I was worried about you...I care a lot about you," Lana says gazing into my eyes. A tear starts to fall from her left eye. I softly wipe it away and lean in slowly kissing her. "I care about you too, Lana. So much. Don't worry about me; I'm only okay if you're okay." I say. She gives me a soft smile. "I don't want to talk or think about it anymore...I'm with you and that's all I need to make me happy right now," she says pulling me into a hug.