Tortured - Jaele

|| Chapter Twentyeight ||

Riele -

It's been almost ten minutes,if I was counting the seconds right in my head. I was losing so much time. Jace could be halfway here by now and I haven't gotten the window open yet. I knew climbing the fire place was going to be a challenge within itself, but I just kept imagining what he was going to do when he got back here. I flushed the toilet and cleansed my mouth out with the mouth wash under the sink. I fought back the waves of nausea rolling though my stomach and forced myself to keep moving. The room felt as if it was spinning, the walls were getting smaller, the lights began to fuzz around the edges. I ran to te the living room, pass the kitchen to the front door. I skidded to a stop when I heard the lock clicking, and the cold automated voice of Siri announcing: "Welcome home, Jace." I turned and ran back to the bedroom as fast as I could, slamming the door closed and locking it behind myself.

"God, oh my god... Oh my god."

I muttered, waving my hands around frantically. I tried to breathe but I couldn't my lungs felt as if they were being crushed. Sidling up to the door, I pressed my ear against it, held my breath and listened. Nothing. I turned away for a moment, thinking maybe I should breathe now but when I turned my head back Bam! It crashed open. I reeled back onto the floor and stared up Jace with my heart sky rocketing out of my chest . He loomed over me in the doorway, flexing his fingers. His expression was dull, petrifying, but yet he looked sympathetic and it was confusing.

"My angel face, where the hell do you think you're going?"

Jace motioned to the knapsack on my back and shook his head looking bemused. I was too stunned to say anything. I could hardly breathe, scrambling backwards on the carpet away from him as he slowly approached me.

"You were drugging me! You were forcing me to have sex with you! You knew what you were doing, you were torturing me!"

I screamed, reaching up behind myself, ripping the lamp from the nightstand I bumped into and threw it at him with all my might. Jace ducked as the glass shattered against the wall above his head and I had time to get to my feet. With this diversion I was able to run past him outside to the living room and grab the knob of the front door, twisting and turning it desperately. Knowing it was locked.

"Let me make this clear... Tonight, you're going to die."

Behind me I felt Jace grab the back of my neck, he squeezed and sent me flying backwards onto the floor. The fall filled my head with dizziness.

"I loved you, deeply. More than I have ever loved any women in my entire life. And you were fucking my business partner... In my house... On my fucking furniture."

He drew back his hand and slapped me across my face. I winced at the sharp, irritating pain because it didn't stop. It was third time before he paused, looking closely at me. I could feel my face swelling to abnormal size. It was stinging. I could hardly keep my eyes open.

"I loved you... I loved you, Riele."

He held my face in his hands now, more delicately, tracing his fingers over my lips as I glared at him, struggling under the stronghold of his grasp like an ant under the weight of a rock.

"You never loved me. You just wanted me to be your little slave girl and suck your dick."

"You didn't mention that when it was down your throat."

"Because you forced it there!"

I knew I wasn't in any position to argue, but if I was going to die I might as well have said how i really felt and I wasn't done.

"You're not only a bi polar ass psycho, you're mentally sick! You're delusional and demented I hope that one day you'll burn in hell with the bastards you let rape me!"

I yelled. His golden amber eyes were blazing fire as his hands migrated to the base of my neck, he held my head firmly against the carpet placing the palm of his right hand over his left. He was beginning to strangle me. I screamed with what little breath I had, pulling and scratching at his hands. The look on his face morphed between rage and sadness.

"You... You made me do this. I never wanted to go this far, I never wanted to be this way. If you would have just let me love you, everything would have been fine. And all this time, I thought maybe you were starting to come around... Thinking that there was chance I didn't have to do this."

I gurgled and choked, reaching up towards his face to scratch my way out of his grip but he was too strong and I felt my vision going blurry, my throat was closing, the panic in my heart was catching up to my body. My brain was shutting all systems down. I looked up and saw above my head a clubbed shaped vase. Jace's grip lightened as tears slipped down his cheeks and wet my face.

"I thought that if I was to force some physical bond between us that you could love me for once. That was all I wanted, was to be loved by you and not feel this guilt... This pain."

I reached up, grabbing the face and slung it upside his head with all of my might. Jace released his hands on my throat, grabbing the side of his head as blood dripped from the open wound.

"It's over, Riele! You're not leaving here alive! If I can't have you no one will!"

Jace, lagged by shards of glass under his palms began to laugh. It was hideous, and evil. I dragged myself to my feet, and ran to the bedroom, into the bathroom, locking the door behind myself. I coughed, staggering to the window and praying that I could muster enough strength to open it this time. I didn't have a choice. I grabbed the edges of the window seal and pushed it upwards. The window sli open this time, just enough for me to slip through as the door to the bathroom burst open and pieces of splinted wood flew out from the doorway. I climbed down that fire escape as fast as I could and looked up.

Jace was leaning out the window, his face wet and dripping with blood, his eyes looking inhuman and insane. He was shouting obscenities that faded, growing farther and farther away as I climbed downwards towards the street. I'm not out of the woods yet, but for once I felt as if I was finally fighting for my freedom. When I got to the sidewalk in front of the apartment complex I turned to run, but then then someone grabbed me from behind.

"Hey!"

I yelped, turning to deck whoever it was.

"I can't let you do that Ms. Downs."

James. My heart dropped out of my chest and I leaned over to vomit on the side of the street.

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