Jay and I walked into The Dot and I stopped in my tracks. Chris was
in the back, clearing a table.
"Jay..." my voice came out as a whisper. My throat closed up, I could hardly breathe. "Come on, why don't we go upstairs?" His voice was pleading.
"I really don't think that's a good idea, Chris," I said.
"Come on," he pulled me up the stairs.
"Chris..." I protested.
He didn't listen.
"Emma...what's wrong?" Jay's hand gripped my shoulder.
"Tell me he's not there," I begged. "Tell me that Chris isn't standing there."
"He is...what's the big deal?"
He saw me...and our eyes met. He grinned and headed my way.
"No," I said. "Dammit....NO!"
I walked calmly into the back and leaned against the wall. I tried to calm myself down...tried to breath.
"Emma, what's going on?" Jay followed me.
"Chris...he..." I could hardly breath. Tears started to pour down my cheeks.
"Emma...I've never seen you like this before," Jay said.
"He raped me," I choked out.
He stood there, staring. He looked so pissed off...and then Chris walked up behind him.
Tears poured down my cheeks as I stared at him.
Jay turned around. "You bastard," he said. He lunged at him, punching him and cussing at him.
"Jay..." I protested. "Jay stop!"
They were fighting, knocking things over. Jay could get fired for this.
I grabbed his arm. "Jay, don't...come on," I said. "Please stop."
"Like he stopped?" he said. "Like he stopped when you begged him to?"
I was crying harder now. "Jay, don't do this. Okay?"
"Get out of here, Chris," Jay said, trying to control himself. "Get out of here before I kill you."
When Chris sauntered off, I threw my arms around Jay's neck and kissed him.
"Jay..." my voice came out as a whisper. My throat closed up, I could hardly breathe. "Come on, why don't we go upstairs?" His voice was pleading.
"I really don't think that's a good idea, Chris," I said.
"Come on," he pulled me up the stairs.
"Chris..." I protested.
He didn't listen.
"Emma...what's wrong?" Jay's hand gripped my shoulder.
"Tell me he's not there," I begged. "Tell me that Chris isn't standing there."
"He is...what's the big deal?"
He saw me...and our eyes met. He grinned and headed my way.
"No," I said. "Dammit....NO!"
I walked calmly into the back and leaned against the wall. I tried to calm myself down...tried to breath.
"Emma, what's going on?" Jay followed me.
"Chris...he..." I could hardly breath. Tears started to pour down my cheeks.
"Emma...I've never seen you like this before," Jay said.
"He raped me," I choked out.
He stood there, staring. He looked so pissed off...and then Chris walked up behind him.
Tears poured down my cheeks as I stared at him.
Jay turned around. "You bastard," he said. He lunged at him, punching him and cussing at him.
"Jay..." I protested. "Jay stop!"
They were fighting, knocking things over. Jay could get fired for this.
I grabbed his arm. "Jay, don't...come on," I said. "Please stop."
"Like he stopped?" he said. "Like he stopped when you begged him to?"
I was crying harder now. "Jay, don't do this. Okay?"
"Get out of here, Chris," Jay said, trying to control himself. "Get out of here before I kill you."
When Chris sauntered off, I threw my arms around Jay's neck and kissed him.