Warning: adult themes, mention of non con sex, murder, and abuse

Later that night

Ever since I had gotten those texts and emails from HIM. I've been nervous to go see Roman. Even second guessing about going to see him. I mean like I don't want to get Roman involved in this mess that is my past. Then again isn't that why I wanted to talk to Roman about?

To get him to keep me safe from it? I know I cant run away from it because now it has come back. And because of this I don't know if he'll want me when I tell him. I haven't gotten any texts or anything since earlier and I'm grateful for that.

Should I leave my phone just incase he starts back up? Or should I take it with me and hope he doesn't start the excessive texts? But then again Jerrell and Erica may need me especially since her due date is close.

I start to pace around my living room. Contemplating whether I should tell him or not when there was a knock on the door. I stop pacing and just stare at the door for a few seconds, took a breath and answered the door.

There Roman stood with his hair out and wearing jogging shorts and a long sleeve gray tshirt.

"Hey." I say nervously.

"Hey. You look nice." He says eying my body. I wore a pink halter top and sweatpants.

"Thanks its nothing special." I look down at my outfit and back at him. He was wrapping his arms around me.

"Don't say that. You are special. Whether you're wearing sweatpants, a dress, or nothing at all." He says.

I smile at him and grab my keys and my phone hesitatingly. I lock my door and he grabs my hand as we walk to his apartment. He opens his door and lets me in first. Then I feel a light smack on my ass.

"Really?" I look at him not impressed.

"Don't act like you didn't like it. Plus I couldn't resist." He said with a smirk on his lips. He wraps his arms around me and leans down for a kiss. I kiss back while my hands intertwine in his hair.

A beeping sound breaks us apart. "I'll be right back." Roman chuckles and heads to the kitchen. I decided to look around because its been a long time since I've been here. There was no pictures of him and Brie but I guess that's understandable. I don't exactly know what happened because he didn't talk about it.

Now that is a picture that I hadn't seen in a long time. It was a picture of me, Seth and Roman at the beach. It was when we first started to get to know each other.

"It was Seth's idea you know. At first I thought he was just trying to get in your good graces to have sex with you." I pretended that I was going to gag.

"Ok no. Seth is like a brother to me." I shuddered at the thought of sex with Seth.

He just chuckled. "Then I actually thought about it. He was actually trying to hook us up." I looked at him confused. "He knew we would end up together somehow. And I guess he decided he'd give us a push."

Dinner was nice. We made light conversation and talked about the good times we had together and with Seth. It continued after dinner in his living room. He was telling a story about something happening at the gym when my phone started going off.

I tensed up hoping Roman didn't notice. "Someons's popular." He joked.

I didn't respond just closed my eyes because I knew who it was.

"Is everthing ok?" I still don't answer him.

He tilts my chin up. "Babygirl." He waited for me to open my eyes. I reluctantly did. "What's wrong?" He asks me.

I take a breath. "I guess its time for me to tell you why I wanted to talk to you." I unlock my phone to show him the texts but I get a phone call by an unknown number. I drop my phone.

Roman picks it up and answers it. "Hello?...who is-" I'm guessing they hung up. Roman looks at me. "Cynthia. What's going on?"

I take a shaky breath. I tell him to look at the unread texts messages. I couldn't bring myself to look at them earlier. I already saw the pictures so I know what the texts were about.

"What is this? Who? What? What exactly am I looking at?" He looks at me scared and confused at what I'm going to say.

"I guess I should start from the beginning. When I was 21 I met this guy named Derek. I met him through a family friend. We dated for two and a half years. In the beginning it was great like I couldn't be any happier. I even wanted to marry this man and start a family together." I couldn't look at Roman while I talked about my past.

"A little after around the second year we were together he wanted kids. I did to but just not at that time. I mean I am only 21 I'm still young why rush into things. And I told him that and he accepted that until he started hearing rumors. He started listening to his friends and what other people were telling him.

So he started to question me and my loyalty to him. I told him he was crazy and why is he listening to all these people instead of coming to me. I've always been a loyal person. Ive never backstabbed someone just to get what I want. I'm not a selfish person. If I have love you I love you I don't stray. You get all of my love, all of my heart. And when you question that that hurts me and...that makes me feel like they are accusing me of doing something that they are doing."

Roman squeezes my knee for comfort. I give him a weak smile.

"Anyway. I um...at the time I was working as a nurse at the old folks home. And sometimes I had to come home later than he did. He knew this but he still was always on my ass asking 'who I been with' and 'why am I cheating on him' 'who am I cheating on him with'. Like I just want to take a shower and relax with my boyfriend but I can't even do that."

Flashback (regular text is what is happening present time just in case y'all are confused)

I had an early shift today so i would be home with Derek and hope that he wouldn't start an argument. Since id be home I thought that we could spend some time together and show him that I'm not with anybody else but him. On my way home I went to the store and bought some groceries and...other things. You know a surprise.

Instead of him getting a surprise, I got one. On OUR couch was this woman riding him like her life depended on it. I dropped the bags in my hand and beat thr shit outta her and kicked her out. Literally. I couldn't even get a word out to confront him because he slapped me.

I slapped him back. He looked at me like I was crazy.

"You bitch you are going to pay for that."

Then punched me making me fall to the floor. I tried to get away from him before he could land another punch.

I was pacing back and forth in front of Roman but I couldn't look at him. Not just yet. I had to get all of this off my chest before I go crazy. I was nearly pulling my hair out.

He tackles me back to the floor and pin me down. He starts laying punch after punch to face. I tried to get up when he got off of me but he kicked me in my stomach taking the air out of me. I grab my stomach while trying to breathe but he keeps kicking me.

He violently pulls my arm bavk so he could get more leverage at kicking me. He kicked me in the stomach, in the face, and most importantly my heart. I have a heart condition that I had since I was little and kicking my in the chest wont help. I stopped screaming for him to stop and screamed for help.

It was kinda hard for me to yell or scream when I could hardly breathe. When he stopped kicking and punching me to catch his breathe I cried. I tried to move but my body just couldn't take it. I think he broke my arm because I couldn't feel it. Or he had at least dislocated it.

Next thing I knew both of my arms were tied behind my back. "What...what are you doing?" I breathlessly asked. He didn't say anything he turned me around to face him. He started stripping his clothes off with a blank look on his face. I realised what he was going to do and begged for him not to.

I was looking outside of Roman's window. It was raining. How fitting. I stil ccouldn't bare to look at him though as I continued to tell him.

He started to take my clothes off roughly. I struggled against him the best iI could even though my hands were tied. He would keep slapping me in the face even after my clothes were off.

I didn't want to go into detail.

He left me sore, bloody, and bruised. I don't know when but I passed out. I woke up in our bed naked but I was clean and tied to the bed by rope. I tried getting loose but it was no use. There was noise downstairs like a party was going on and then I heard footsteps, several of them.

They stopped at the bedroom door. I started panicking and trying to get the rope loose to no avail. The door opened and Derek and two of his friends drunkingly came inside the room and locked the door.

Derek stuumbled toward me. He cups my face with a hand and kisses me softly but I jerk my head away. He back hands me yelling bitch. Then he turns to his friends that are laughing. Then he asks them coldly "who wants the first go?"