A Good Hiding (complete)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 - Stacey & Jake

Driving home, Stacey didn't once look at Jake. She knew how the night was going to end, she was going to have to book another week off work so she could hide away again. This was the first time she had been out since last week because Jake got drunk and decided that he wanted to fuck Stacey in the grotty pub toilets. She was having none of it.

So  to say he got mad was an understatement.

He shoved her through the mens toilets where she lost her footing. She slipped on a puddle of piss and smacked her face of the grimey urinal.Jake laughed aloud and said " You're so pathetic even the men's room can kick your ass"

She went to get up, not wanting to touch anything because everthing had orange stains all over it and stunk. As she managed to get to her knees, she felt Jake grab her hair and  yank her head so far back to the point where she thought she would actually be able to smell her own ass.

"When i want you, you will give yourself to me where ever we are and enjoy it. Do you understand me?" he whispered into her ear but his voice brought vomit to her mouth and she threw up on his shoes.

"You fucking little bitch!"

THWACK!! He smacked her head down onto the urinal causing her to roll onto the piss soaked floor. She cried out in pain and put her hand to her head. When she pulled it away, it was coated in blood . She felt it trickle down along her forhead and it started to make a puddle on the floor.

She didn't have long to recover as Jake decided to start booting her in the stomach, knocking the wind right out of her.She threw up again all over herself. She didn't know if it was the smell of blood or urine, the dizzines from the concussion she probably had or the assult taking place on her stomach that caused it but wretching her guts up whilst being kicked  was the most painful thing she had ever experienced.

When he dragged her off the floor by her hair her threw against the wall and held her there by the throat squeezing so hard she must have turned blue, she heard him curse and then his hand was gone. She went to collapse, when he caught her.

"Shit! Look what you made me do! Come on, lets get you home." and just like that, he changed to the caring boyfriend.

If she wasn't so messed up, his moodswings would have given her whiplash.

When they left the Pub through the backdoor, he took her home and ran her a bath.When it was ready he placed her in it carefully and began washing her. The water changed to a deep red as the fresh and dried blood began to mix with it.

He was being so gentle with her. It was like when they first gotten together. He was watching her. She didn't realize she was crying and rocking until he wiped the tears away and held her still, looking at his face  he wouldn't make eye contact with her and she swatted his hands away.

"Get off me" she sobbed.

"Baby  I need to clean this up"

"Why?"

"Because you are bleeding. Alot."

"I know, but why do you need to clean it up? You did this. You wanted to do this so why clean it up?"

"I didn't want this"he sighed and tried to caress her face only to receive another swat "You should have done as iIsaid and this wouldn't have happened"

She was actually gobsmacked. He was blaming her. She pushed him away and gripped the sides of the bath and pushed herself up. She looked him in the eye and he looked away. She hissed at him.