Broken

Broken- Chapter sixty seven

He drove me to an old shack that I suppose was his house. It was in a secluded area. Trees surrounded his old, small house and I could feel the humidity in the air. There were a few puddles due to the rain from before.

He stepped out of vehicle and walked over to my side aggressively pulling me out of the vehicle and throwing me over his shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes. My face made contact with his ass and I yelled, "Damn dude do you ever wipe?"

He grunted and as we reached into his home, he threw me on the ground causing a sharp pain to go down my spine. I hissed in pain as my eyes filled with water due to the pain. He stopped down to my level and put a strand of my hair behind me ear. He leaned down and placed a kiss on my lips. I couldn't really do anything because my hands and feet were tied but I tried to turn my head away. He held my face in place, tightly, making my jaw Star to hurt. He let go and slap me...hard.

"You're nothing but a filthy dirt bag who clearly has nothing to do with his life!" I spat in his eye and he climbed on top of me, pinning my hands to the floor.

He smiled at me, showing off his yellow teeth and I purposely scrunched up my nose, "Your breath STANKS!"

I really don't know when to stop.

"Shut the fuck up little girl! If I knew you were suck a pain I wouldn't have taken you!"

"Who you calling little?"

I had untied my ropes while I was in the car with him I was just pretending it was still tied. But I was waiting for the right moment to pull his eyeballs out and shove it up his ass hole.

His hand trailed higher and higher up my leg until he reach my jeans button.

Ok yup now's the right time.

My hand flew from behind my back and connected with his jaw in a matter of seconds. He spat blood out next to me and wipe his mouth. While he was distracted I sat up and pushed him off of me. It didn't take long for me to untie the ropes on my feet.

I got up and ran to the nearest room which was the kitchen. I felt footsteps behind me and I picked up a knife and threw it in the direction of the sound.

"Holy fucking shit! My eye! You fucking slut!"

He came in with the knife and pulled the knife out of his eye, a loud pussy like scream coming from him , dropping it on the floor. He dropped to his knees as both his hands covered his eye...if it's still there.

I walked over to a counter and got a napkin. I dropped it at his feet and smiled, "That's what your dad called me when I sucked his dick."

I got his car keys and as I was about to leave, someone pushed me into a door and I tumbled down a flight of stairs.

•••

When I woke up, I saw someone sitting across the room from me, holding his head in his hands. I tried to sit up but it hurt too much so I layer back down. I winced a bit and the person came over to me and took my hand. My vision was really blurry and all I could really see was white and a silhouette.

I closed my eyes a bit before opening them again and waited for it to be adjusted to my surroundings. I was in a hospital room and Sean was standing next to my bed, his eyes glossy.

"What...what happened?" I talked really slowly, feeling weak and lightheaded.

He brought his chair over to my bed and sat, taking my hand again.

"Some dumb ass kidnapped you and fried to rape you. But of course you stabbed him in his eye," he chuckled softly before continuing, "but when I found you, you were unconscious. I finished the guy off before calling the agency medical department to come get you. You were out for six hours."

I shook my head, trying to process all the information. "And how did you find me?"

"Well umm...I have a tracker on your phone. But only to find you when things like this happen."

I turned my head to look at him before asking, "Who are you?"

His face went pale and his eyes filled with water as he shook his head. "No! No no no no no! You can't forget!"

He pulled at his hair and I started laughing. "I'm just messing with you."

He glared at me, "That wasn't funny."

"It was for me."

"You can't joke about things like that, Faith"

"Uhh I think I just did."

He let out a deep breath and stood up turning his back to face me. "Dude it was just a joke relax."

He stayed quiet for a while before turning around, "It's not that."

"Well what is it? What's wrong?"

"I," he took a breather before continuing, "I don't think it's the right time right now."

"What?" I scrunched my eyebrows together, "no tell me."

"I can't. It's really not a good time."

"Dammit Sean tell me!"

"No I can't-"

"Bullshit!"

"Ok fine! I think we should break up!"

My face fell and I tried to hide he act that my eyes were tearing up, by staring at the ceiling so my tears won't fall. Thank god for gravity right. "What do," my voice was shaky and I had to stop before I finished my sentence, "what do you mean break up? Was it the joke? I'm sorry. It was just a-"

"It wasn't the joke fucking joke faith god dammit!"

"Well what is it?" I was yelling and by now the tears were falling down my face. I sniffled and wiped my eyes, "is t my personality? Am I that bad of a person!"

He let out a deep breath before punching the wall. I clenched my jaw and looked away from him. "No it's the fact that you can't get over your fucking ex! He's never coming back! You're dead to him! And according to you old friend there, HES PROBABLY DEAD TOO!"

His voice kept raising and I could see a vein in his neck, throbbing. I hiccuped and I felt so vulnerable and weak in that moment.

"YOU KEEP GETTING MAD AT ME AT RANDOM MOMENTS, SAYING IT WAS MY FAULT! YOU VERY WELL KNEW I HAD NO CHOICE!"

I was in full tears by now. "Then why did you come back for me? You should've just let me die in that fucking house! Clearly you hate me!"

He clenched his jaw, "Because you never leave a man behind."

"So that's all I am to you! A man! Well why the fuck were you holding my hand! Why did you cry like a fucking pussy when you thought I lost my memory?!"

"I don't know Faith!"

I hated when he said my name because he only did it when he was really mad at me. He let out another breath and dusted his hands on his pants.

I got up from the bed, throwing the blankets off of me, "I don't need this."

"I told you it wasn't the right time-"

"No shut the fuck up! Don't talk to me!"

I pulled the needles out of my hand and pushed IV stand out of my way.

"Where are you going?"

I ignored him and walked out of the room, making sure to hit his shoulder with mine on the way out.