Chapter 11 (Aftermath of Present Day)
After seeing Mac leave with Peyton I couldn't help but feel upset that he's going to London with her. I guess he really does love her to go all the way there to meet her family. I sigh as I just hope and pray he's doing the right thing. I gather myself together and head home with the only thing on my mind is a hot shower and some good rest. Arriving at my place I start to sense something wrong. It smells like food, someone is here, but-but how I'm the only one to the key to my place besides the team and they're all still over there back at the job, I said goodbye to them. I make my way to the living room and see the table all set, and a bottle of wine in his hand and a look on his face that I can't tell whether he's happy to see or upset. I'm confused.
"F-Frankie, eh-what the hell are you doing here?" I ask half confused and nervous. "Now that's no way to greet your boyfriend is it love." He says with a tone that's half anger and half wasted. I stand in panic and try to get myself to move but my legs won't allow me to move an inch. He starts walking to me and his eyes are dark and full of anger. As I finally try to move he grabs me roughly and I can't help but feel sick to my stomach. I try to get out of his grip but his is much stronger. "I think you've kept me waiting long enough. I'm a man and I have needs to you know. At least I'm not you who just sleeps with her own boss. You slut!" He says in anger as his grip on me gets tighter. I stare at him in shock. Sleep with my boss, Mac? Wait-what, oh God, the day from the bar, Mac he- he spent the night. Frankie must of saw him. I try to get my brain to understand him. "Frankie, I- I didn't." I try to explain. "Shut up you whore!" He says as he slaps me hard across my face. "Uhh" I groan out. "Frankie, please no-nothing happened." I try once again to explain. "I said shut up dammit!" He slaps me once more the other way and pushes me hard to the floor. "Well if you can give yourself up to him then you can share yourself with me too." He says as I smell all the alcohol on him and it smells disgusting. I try to wiggle myself out of his grip and he pins me down harder. He rips my shirt open and pulls my pants hard that now the buttons popped. "No! Let me go!" I try to scream out as he once again slaps me. Dammit I need to do something. I think quickly and I lift up my leg high enough to knee him in the groin. "Uhhh you bitch!" He shouts as he falls to his side grabbing his crotch. I take advantage and get up and start to run. Being faster he manages to get up and take 2 steps and pulls me by my hair. I try to wrestle with him and he quickly turns me around and then..
"PUNCH!"