I Think I Love You

Chapter 32

*a week later*

Emily made a good recovery, her open cuts closed, but left scars. Her bruises went away but left little marks still. Rachael was told to go buy groceries, and Alex had gotten her into college, and she bought her own gun to protect Emily. Emily told her mom she was staying over at Alex's house and she approved as long as Emily called her everyday. Emily stayed around the house, cooking, cleaning, and sleeping most of the time, until she got a knock on the door. She walked up to the door slowly, and checked the peep hole carefully, staying alarmed because she knew she hadn't invited anyone over.
"Who is it?"
She said pulling away from the peep hole when she saw no one there.
"Hello?"
Emily opened the door slightly to find John standing on the other side. She tried to close the door but he pushed it back, causing her to fall back.
"No! Get out!"
"Still fucking alive huh? A slut like you doesn't deserve to live to break people's hearts."
Emily got up as quick as possible and tried her best to run but pulled her back down.
"What are you doing here!? How'd you find me?!"
He slapped her hard.
"Simple, I'm here to finish the job. Two your mother told me. Before we broke up, we always went to your house to fuck, remember. So I never ever forgot where you lived, and I paid her a little visit. She was alone, and I thought maybe you were with her, but you weren't. I'll tell you this, what I did to you, I did to her-"
"No fuck you! Liar!"
Emily interrupted but he slapped her again, a little harder than before.
"Don't fucking interrupt me, who the fuck do you think you are?"
He scoffed and chuckled, with a smirk plastered on his face.
"Shit, even after all these years you still don't know how to respect me. I'll teach you some respect right after I finish. So after we did our little thing, I went through her phone, made her tell me the password and everything. I read your text with her because I knew you were alive. Otherwise you'd turn up on the news, and I read in the texts that you were at Alex's house. I beat your mom more so she would tell me, But sadly enough she couldn't handle it, so I texted Alex herself through her phone. I asked her where her house was and that Beatrice wanted to see you, then I told her that Beatrice forgot where Alex lives. Alex ended up telling me and well, waited for her to leave the house, then after Alex and that other girl left I decided to pay a visit and finish the job."
John chuckled mischievously.
"You're just glad to have me back huh? I'll put you in a better place."
He picked Emily up and dragged her into Alex's bedroom. He didn't care who heard her screams, because he left the front door slightly open. She screamed loudly and John went through Alex's drawers to find a sock, then he stuffed it in her mouth. She kicked him in the stomach and tried to punch him but he kept her still
"Shut the fuck up and stop fighting me, you're not gonna win, god you're so fucking annoying."
He tied her to the bed once more and stripped her down once more.
"It feels like a long time since we had sex Emily."
He pulled out the same blade he used to cut her open and pressed it against her cheek lightly as he got on top of her. Again her eyes weld up with tears and she tried to scream with the sock in her mouth, her body shifting in the bed, trying to loosen to grasp of the rope.
"What did I ever do to you?!"
Emily said finally spitting the sock out from her mouth.
"Everything! I loved you and you didn't return my calls! Then you run off to some fucking lesbian and you try your best to change your sexuality! And you know damn well you like dick! You told me you'd love me forever but you ran off on me! You lied to me. You think that didn't hurt me? I cried for you. Every single day after you left."
After yelling his voice softened a bit when he spoke.
"You abused me for no reason! You drank and smoked, then you got mad for no reason and took it out on me! What do you expect me to do?! I wasn't going to put up with your bullshit anymore!"
He slapped her and punched her face, his voice getting louder into a yell once more.
"I had a reason to! I thought you were cheating, all those guys you hung around made you look like a slut!"
"But you know damn well I wasn't!"
"Shut up! Just shut up! I don't wanna hear your bullshit! I liked it better when you were screaming and begging me to stop! Hell maybe if you keep it up I'll have mercy on you."
He stuffed her mouth with the sock, pushing it deeper into her mouth so it made it harder to spit out. John pulled his pants down, along with his boxers and opened the blade up.