Chapter 3: Broken happiness and rape

"Stuart, its Sam. We need to talk, now. Im at home, find a way to bribe the DI. Say you mother's been rushed to hospital or something."

Sam hung up. She was sitting in her living room surrounded by boxes of Stuart's stuff that she had packed up. She had decided to break up with Stuart; she liked Phil more and always had done.

Stuart came home after about ten minutes.

Looking uneasily at Sam, Stuart said, "Okay, whats going on? I come home to find all my stuff boxed up, you crying and Phil looking at me in a very strange way…"

Stuart looked at Sam.

"Please tell me you're not having an affair with him…"

Stuart pronounced the last word with such venom that Sam actually flinched!

"No, im not, it's just…"

"Just what Sam?"

"I just…feel happier, more relaxed when im with Phil, with you it's just not the same."

"You're breaking up with me aren't you, I knew this would happen…," Stuart sighed. "Im sorry I had to resort to this but I have to, for my sake not yours."

Stuart calmly walked over to Sam and grabbed her by the arm, keeping a firm grip, before looking her in the eyes and whispering in her ear gently…

"This never had to happen, Sam. We could have been together, been happy and got married, but no…you had to go swanning off with Phil bloody Hunter!"

"Stuart, please don't, don't do this to me! I'm not with Phil, im not with anyone, please…," Sam was crying into his sleeve.

Stuart hit Sam viciously in the face, bruising her jaw bone.

"Don't you ever touch me again! Now…"

Stuart tied Sam's arms up and laid her down on the floor before taking off his trousers and raping her.