Author's Note: This chapter is where action happens. This was another reason why I rated it M. Please review. I like to know if I am making sense. Thank you - carebearmaxi.
It Doesn't Have To Be That Way - Ch 12
This time it seemed a short trip to her apartment and she could not stop thinking of the previous night's car ride in the town car with Harvey. She squeezed her thighs together relieving some of the feeling that emanated between her legs when she thought of Harvey and his skill as a lover and how wonderful she felt in the knowledge that he was finally all hers.
The cab stopped, paid the driver, and walked the two floors up to her apartment. Unlocking the door, she, at once, cursed herself for not remembering to leave a light on so it was not pitch dark when she arrived home. She tred carefully, so she would not trip, to the other side of the room to turn on a light. Turning around after the room became illuminated she saw a man standing on the other side of the closed door.
"Mitchell? How did you get in? I don't remember giving you a key."
"Your neighbor let me in. She had not forgotten that I had been here a couple of times. I told her I was your brother. Not too far from the truth since you never wanted to have sex with me although we were together for over two months. Now, I know why. You didn't want me. You used me to make him jealous."
Donna took off her pink overcoat and said, "Mitchell know that's not why we never slept together. I thought I had explained the reasons at lunch yesterday. I was not using you. I just thought I should sleep with you when all I thought of was you. Not when I still had Harvey in my head and heart. It just happened. I did explain my relationship with Harvey to you. You knew how much I loved him."
Donna noticed the strained harrowing look on Mitchell's face. She had never such a cruel look on anyone's face before let alone Mitchell who always seemed the gentle type. The look was almost ogre like: possessive and ominous as if he meant to do her harm. His jaw was clenched and his normally blue bedroom eyes were especially hooded and cold, icy, and unfeeling.
He moved toward her and she immediately backed up but fell onto her pristine white couch.
"Donna, just give me a chance. I can make you change your mind about Harvey. He's a no good son of a bitch and he will leave you wants he gets tired of you. He just hasn't had you for a good long time and he can't get anyone else right now so he wants to play on your feelings."
Mitchell sat down next to Donna and grabbed her arm gripping it tightly.
"Mitchell let go of my arm. You're hurting me. Harvey is a good man. Not like you think. I thought I had explained it to you. I love him and he loves me. I think we finally see a chance for happiness after all our years of longing," Donna argued all the while trying to break free from Mitchell's considerate grip.
Mitchell never let go of Donna and her last mention of her newfound happiness with Harvey Specter he crashed his mouth on top of hers in a cruel painful kiss. He tried to get her mouth open and give her his tongue, but she fought for air and said, "Mitchell, stop! If you don't...police!" She slapped him on his cheek and in retaliation he punched her in the face.
Donna saw stars and fought to get away to find something with which to hit him. She managed to get up from the couch and tried to escape from his reach but he grabbed her ankle and she hit the floor with a thud.
"You'll listen to me bitch! You're going to see what you're missing with Harvey fuckin' Specter. You will want me back."
Donna frightened backed up from Mitchell by scooting on her elbows, but Mitchell was too fast and undid his belt and unzipped his pants and pulling down his pants and boxers set his erection free. He was so turned on not only by the fact that he had never had Donna but that now she was fighting him. The sick bastard was turned by Donna's fighting him. It just made Mitchell more eager to reach his goal. He still maintained a grip on Donna. He had pinioned one thigh with both of his. He took his one hand and put it over Donna's mouth so she could not scream.
Donna had seen his erection and knew what his intentions were.
"Mmm, just what I like thigh highs and a garter belt," Mitchell pulled up Donna's full skirt giving him easy access to remove her underclothes and exposing her lower body. Donna had continued to back up although Mitchell still maintained a grip. She felt her head hit the wall and she knew she could go no further.
Mitchell then took his belt and whelped her lower body with it as if to spank her for misbehaving and not enjoying what he was doing. He again took his belt and whelped her across the other side of her body catching her cheek which drew blood.
Donna had inadvertently scooted herself next to one of her end tables. Noticing that, Mitchell took his belt and placed Donna's wrists together and bound them around the leg of the table with his belt.
"No...no...Mitchell...please. If Harvey finds out he will kill you!"
"Enough of Harvey, whore! No one will want you after I'm through with you. I should have known you were Harvey's bitch. That's why you stayed with him all those years. You were his whore and when you finally got tired of it you told him goodbye."
Mitchell punched her again as punishment for mentioning Harvey again. This time in the eye. Donna tried to kick him with her strong legs because her hands were so tightly bound.
Mitchell stopped her long flailing legs by grabbing one foot in each hand and fought to spread her legs wide apart. Donna fought Mitchell's grasp by tightening her thighs, but Mitchell was a strong man physically. He was bigger built than Harvey and Donna wondered why she never noticed that about him before. Donna was not giving up without a fight. She managed to get one foot free which only delayed the inevitable. She kicked him in the face which only infuriated Mitchell's addled brain.
"Stop it whore or I will have to knock you out completely and then you won't enjoy this at all."
He grabbed her feet again and was this time successful in spreading her knees apart and proceeded to thrush into her harshly. Donna tried to scream but to no avail. Tears were streaming down her face and stinging the cut to her cheek and her eye was swelling up so badly she could barely see.
"Oh...you feel so good... How's that baby?" Mitchell said lost in his own activity.
Donna managed to croak one last time, "Mitchell please get off me. Don't make me call the police on you."
"Oh, come on, Harvey can't service you like this."
Donna bit her lip and Mitchell thrust into her harder. Finishing up and sighing with contentment for himself and fondling one of Donna's breasts which had come free when he ripped her clothes. He tried to become hard again swiftly because he wanted it again.
Just when Donna thought he was finished he thrust hard into her again, but this time before he could attain another orgasm, Mitchell became soft and fell out of Donna's body. He blamed Donna for his stamina problem and pummeled her already bruised ribs and back with blows. Bending back on his knees trying to arouse himself by playing with his member, Donna took this opportunity to kick him in the forehead which knocked him out. She reached up and was able with shaking fingers to undo the belt finally freeing her hands. She was able to sit up and painfully holding her ribs came to her feet and pulled down her torn dress and stood over Mitchell who lay on the floor with his pants open and now flaccid penis just hanging there. She fought down her nausea, found her purse, and her cell phone and dialed 911. She then texted Rachel and Mike. Rachel texted that she would come right over. Donna so badly wanted to text Harvey but he was in that emergency partners' meeting, and she did not want him to get on Jessica's bad side again. Harvey may have been a name partner but Jessica carried the big guns that managed the firm.
A few minutes later, the police came just in time for Mitchell regained consciousness.
After she gave her statement to the police officer, he said she would have to go to the hospital for an exam and treatment of her cuts and bruises and submit to a rape exam. They offered to take her themselves but by then Rachel had arrived and said she would take Donna in her own car and follow them to St. Vincent's Hospital.
"First thing I'm doing is texting Harvey and pulling him out of that meeting," Rachel said to an almost catatonic Donna.
Donna's hand restrained Rachel's hand. "Please, Rache, don't do that," she managed from her swollen lip.
"I don't want him to know yet."
"Ok, I won't yet, but he loves you and would kill me if I don't tell him. When you get finished from the hospital, we're going back to your apartment and I'm staying with you and calling Harvey. You need him not only as your boyfriend but as your lawyer. He can help press charges."
"Ms. Paulsen, please lie back so we can start the pelvic exam for the rape kit," the nurse said trying to be gentle and kind.
Rachel took Donna's hand and helped her lie back and put her feet in the stirrups. The nurses and aids had examined her swollen eye, her bleeding cheek and taped her ribs. One rib had cracked making it painful for Donna to breathe. Her torso had just started to discolor with the punches that Mitchell had made to it while he assaulted her.
Donna sucked in a breath as it was painful as she was torn in her womanly regions and the scraping for evidence didn't help. She turned her tear stained bruised face to Rachel.
"Don't tell Harvey. I don't want him to know. He'll judge me and think I was cheating on Mitchell with him. You know how he has loyalty issues. I know he forgave me for going to Louis to work but this is different."
"No, honey, Harvey can't be that blind, I'm sure. Especially where you're concerned. He would defend you to the ends of the earth. He loves you very much. Remember what he did when he thought you would be going to prison? I know Harvey can be a lot of things, but you know who he is inside and we all know from you and Mike that hidden down deep is decent man who believes in justice and who would instinctively know that no woman deserves this...not even his mother."
Rachel wiped Donna's tears from her cheeks and tried to clean up her smeared makeup.
"All finished, Ms. Paulsen. I know that was not easy, but we got everything we needed. You may get up now," said the doctor. The doctor, a woman, observed Donna's body one more time and noted aloud.
"The bruises are starting to come out. I am getting you an icepack and see if the police will need anything else from you. If not, I will send the nurse back in here telling you can go home."