"Hey mom.... Yeah? I'm not really sure if I'll be able to make it." I felt bad for having to miss her birthday. Maybe Ricky would let me go? "I'll try my best."
I always used the excuse that I lived too far and couldn't take the day off work but in truth I had no job. After getting kicked off the football team my chances of going to collage dropped to zero. I had needed the football scolarship to even hope to afford it. Now I'm twenty years old, no school, no job. I lived off of Ricky's dollar. His grandfather left him everything in his will. Now while Ricky went to school I stayed in our loft doing nothing. He wouldn't let me get a job, I didn't even do chores around the house, the maid did all the cooking and cleaning. The only thing required of me was to go to the gym three times a week. Ricky didn't like me loosing my football body.
At the sound of the front door opening I looked up from my seat on the couch. The small mexican boy wasn't menacing looking at all but he terrafide me.
"Hey Ricky." I mumbled in greeting.
He didn't respond as he walked into the kitchen and grabed a water. He came back into the room and plopped down on the couch.
"Ricky? My mom's birthday is coming up..." I started.
"You have the credit card I gave you go crazy. Send her a car if you want." He replied lazily.
I swallowed around the lump in my throat and tried to gather the courage to continue. "Actually, although my mom says she apreciates the gifts these past two year, she would rather have me come visit."
"Fine."
To say I was shocked he had agreed was an understatement. The closest I'd been to home in the past two years was facetiming.
"Really! Thank you Ricky! I'll only be gone for the day! I'll come back as soon as I can!" I was so excited I jumped on Ricky and gave him the biggest hug ever. Ricky pushed me away disgusted. He hated that touchy feely crap. He still stayed fully clothed when we had sex for gods sake.
"Whatever. Get off me you sweaty giant." He pushed me away harder than I expected so I ended up on my ass.
"Thank you Ricky." I had to say it once more to make sure he knew I was greatfull.
He didn't even glance away from the T.V. when he replied. "Whatever, just don't get pissed this time."
I frowned. This always happened when I asked for something. But I had to endure it for the sake of my mother. "Ok..."
My mood was much darker as I dialed my moms number to tell her the good news. She squeeled in excitement and ranted on about wanting to see me. I guess she toned it down normally but this is the first time I realized just how hard our seperation was for her.
Once the phone call ended I sat back down with Ricky. I had to get something staight.
"Ricky?"
"Hmm..?" He mumbled keeping his eyes on the game.
"When I leave can you not?" I don't know why it bothered me so much. Ricky had been blackmailing and rapeing me for so long now. I guess since I was stuck with him my brain decided to fall in love to cope.
"Stay out of my buisness. I'm letting you go aren't I?" He snapped finally looking at me.
"Yeah... But I won't be happy knowing you have some other guys in the apartment while I'm gone." I finally said it out right. He had to respect some of my wishes right? Of course not, he was the one blackmailing me.
"Where the fuck do you get off ordering me around Sam?" Shit he was angry now.
"Please, Ricky I didn't mean it!" It was too late though.
He pushed me down onto the floor and I didn't fight him. Straddling my hips he put a hand on either side of my head to hold himself up as he stared directly into my eyes.
"Look at me bitch." He ordered. I flinched at the word. I didn't like it when he called me names. I had always been a gentle giant, thats why it was so easy for Ricky to harrass and control me. "I gave you a choice mama's boy. You took it. Don't think you can start telling me what the fuck to do."
He looked pissed as fuck as he collected the saliva pooling in his mouth and spit right in my face. Tears swelled in my eyes at the sheer humiliation of being spit on. I turned my head away and close my eyes as the tears fell.
"Now, what were you asking me earlier?" He obviously expected the right response this time.
"Nothing Ricky." I said stifling a sob.
"That's right."
