The Ex

Chapter 55

He was looking into my eyes. Deep deep down to where it hurts.
"Make up your mind. Or I'll do it for you." What does that mean? He wouldn't have the guts to do that. He couldn't.
"You wouldn't want to hurt me right?"
"Don't play those damn games with me. I know you love me. But you really hurt me last time Amber. I wanted to take you there and then and you ran from me like I was a monster."
"Because you are a monster!"
"Why do you say that?"
"You're holding onto me! You-" I almost spilled the beans. Telling him I knew about the basement.
"I what."
"You..you won't leave me alone." He looked away for a minute. He pushed me against the wall and held my wrists.
"You just always seem to get me off the track huh? Now, back what I want. Spit in my face Amber. I want you to spit."
"No, Ryan please."
"I like when you beg. But pucker your lips and spit." I can't believe this. Where is grace.
"Amber." He warned in a firm tone. I closed my eyes. And spit. I looked away feeling so dirty and gross and ashamed. Why was it me here? Why am I here?!
"That's a good girl. Keep still or I will punish you." He looked at me.
"Promise me you won't leave." I looked back at him. The spit was on his cheek. Ew. I wanted to puke.
"I promise." Even though I was scared to death. I had a lot of hope that we would never hurt me. He let go of my wrists and took the spit off of his cheek. Licking it off his fingers. I closed my eyes. Daring to cry.
"Mmmm...." I covered my face and fell to my knees.
"Ryan...please just leave. Let me go. I hate you. I hate you! GO TO HELL RYAN!" My voice escalating.
"Shh..." He put his finger on my lips. And started to unzip his pants. My stomach dropped and my throat was heavy. There was no way I was going to let this happen. I made a silent prayer in my head.
"Please god. Please god...don't let him do this to me..."
"Shit." He whispered under his breath.
"Shit shit shit." He pulled up his boxers. And put his pants on.
"Amber?" Said a voice from outside.
"First off. I'm not a rapist. I just want to have sex with you. Second, go answer the door. If they ask about me, tell them I'm working on something somewhere else. If you pull anything I promise you. I will hurt you. Even though I promised you my angel I wouldn't. I would now." He lifted me up, taking my hand and placing it on himself. I took it off and wiped it on my pants.
"Amber? Can you open up? Are you busy?" I think it was Michel. Our other receptionist. I walked to the door.
"Hi!" I said. Trying to be normal.
"Hi! I just wanted to say that soon there's going to be some construction in your office and you might have to evacuate tomorrow. I tried calling but nobody would pick up."
"Yeah, I guess my phone must have got unplugged. Sorry, but thanks Michel I'll keep that in mind."
"No problem!" She said. As I turned around. Ryan grabbed me. And pushed me to the floor.