Jagged Edge.

Chapter Twelve - Regret

I finally got out of the building, angry as hell, I had been so stupid. I knew better and he just used me. How many girls had he done this too? I know it is just sex, and I keep repeating that but I don't want to be just another girl he fucked. It makes me feel dirty. As I got outside I realised I had no clue where the hell I lived, Eric always drove me. Shit. I looked through my bag, and of course my purse was on my desk, where I bloody left it. I kept searching hoping to find something anything.... then I felt the phone. Oh god, I can't phone him. I held the phone in my hand and just as I realised I had no choice the phone buzzed and 'Your, Jared' flashed up. I swear my heart stopped beating for a second, I opened the flip phone, and I heard him breathing down the phone

'... Melissa. Where are you planning to go?' His voice was nasally

Shit, he knew I had no idea where to go. I hoped he hadn't seen my purse on my desk.

'Well if you didn't change the apartment I was staying in I would. I was going to stay in a hotel'

'Have a job without your purse, sweetcheeks' he sounded so damn cocky. I wanted to hit him, somehow through the phone.

'Look, wait there, ill come down. We should talk anyway'

'I have nothing to say' I grumbled

'I have plenty' and he hung up.