Player 99

Time

Months went by and it went from summer to fall, to winter.

During that time, football came and went. The Texans finished with a record low for them, 2-14. I was so disappointed in my boys but I knew they did their best.

The press watched Robert's and mine relationship like a hawk. When Robert decided to finally go public, they were thrilled. Robert forced me to come over nearly every night and  if I didn't go, he would come over to my place.

He hasn't touched me since that night.

I did the best I could in trying to forget J.J and move on. I tried to force myself to like him, to feel something for Robert other than hate and disgust. I tried to do my best to stop feeling dirty. I think it was safe to say that I failed. I scratched myself so bad in some places that I broke the skin and scarred my skin. I did this to try to feel clean again.

I haven't talked to Justin since I heard his voice mail. Robert made sure of that. He added my phone onto his plan and checked the phone records constantly.

Going to work was weird. Everyone avoided me like the plague. All of my "friends" stopped talking to me. I couldn't go down the hall without someone looking and whispering about me. I cried everyday at least once. I just wanted to disappear, get away from all of this.

Robert was in insistent, though, about keeping me working with him and by his side. He said he loved me, but I think he just viewed me as his property,  not like his equal.

I went home one day, after an especially hard day at the office. I let myself into my apartment and went straight to bed. I just wasn't up for anything. I dove under the blankets, feeling numb an  cold. My phone went off in my pocket. I pulled it out and answered it.

"Hello?" I mumbled.

"Paige?" J.J.'s voice asked.