Anna's Tale

The Change

The changes started small, "You look pretty, but you look better when you do this". Those tiny pokes at my self-esteem, "Are you really going to wear that, I mean you look ok, but if you put some effort into it, you would look better." Those slowing start gnawing at you. I was seventeen and a virgin, I planned to stay that way for awhile, I wasn't ready for that step in my life. Plus, I was terrified of getting pregnant. At first, Connor was cool with it but after awhile he kept pushing me to go farther. We had been dating for about a year when one day, he showed his true colors and it all went downhill from there.

"Come on, baby, it will feel so good." Connor purred in my ear while we sitting on the couch in my living room.

"Connor, I told you, I'm just not ready. I love making out with you, but sex just isn't going to happen yet, OK?" I was getting tired of him always bringing it up. I went to get up to grab a soda from the kitchen and he grabbed my wrist.

"Don't fucking walk away from me, you fucking cock tease. I have been more than patient with you but you keep giving me blue balls and baby, it ain't fun at all. So it is either sex or a blow job and I want it right fucking now." He growled at me as he yanked hard on my wrist.

"Connor, you are hurting me, stop it. I am not teasing you, I am just not ready and I am not giving you a blow job. Who the hell do you think are talking to me that way? You know what, you can just go fuck yourself." I yelled as I tried to pull away from him.

"You fucking bitch, you are nobody without me. You do as you are told or I will make you. Don't ever speak to me that way again or so help me you will regret it." He screamed.

"Fuck you, Connor! We are so fucking done, get out." The words barely left my mouth before he backhanded me across the face. At first, I was just shocked that he would hit me, then, I was pissed.

"You son of a bitch, how dare you to hit me." then he hit me again. The next thing I knew I was on the floor and he was straddling my hips with his hand on my throat. It was loose enough I could breathe but tight enough that it hurt. I was kicking and thrashing, just trying to get him off of me.

He leaned down, right in my face, "You don't get to tell me when we are done, I am the boss. I tell you what I want, when I want it, and when I am done with it. Now, I gave you two choices and I want an answer."

"You try and put your dick in my mouth and I will bite it off. If you try to put it anywhere else and I will cut it off and shove it up your ass, now get the fuck off of me you piece of shit." I growled and then spit right in his face. That earned me a closed fisted punch in the face. He started squeezing my throat, cutting off my air. As the darkness embraced me, I thought about Carter. I can't leave him, everyone else has left him and I refuse to do the same. I fought harder but he was just too strong. Then, I felt a tingle throughout my whole body. I thought it was death, but it wasn't. Connor's face turned white and he jumped off of me.

"What the everloving fuck are you?" He flew out the door. As for me, I passed out. That is where Carter found me an hour later when he came home from work.

"Oh my God, Anna! Wake up! What happened?" Carter cried. He was kneeling next to me on the floor. When I opened my eyes and saw him, I cried. He scooped me up in his arms and put me on the couch. "Talk to me, Anna." he pleaded. So I told him everything. To say he was pissed would be putting it lightly.

"I will kill that bastard!" he roared.

"No, then I will lose you too. Listen, I don't know what happened but something made him stop." I laid my hand on his hand and squeezed it.

"Fine, but I am calling the cops." he huffed and grabbed his phone. The cops got there in a few minutes and I retold the story. They took pictures of my injuries and asked if I wanted to go to the hospital but I refused. They told us that they would detain Connor until they could formally arrest him because they couldn't get a warrant this late at night and then they would be in touch and they left.