Yeah I know, two updates in the same day. Once in a blue moon, eh? Well, sadness motivated me to write this crazily evil chapter. Enjoy.
Edward was such a gentleman. And I couldn't let that happen. I felt horrible not paying for my half, and I insisted Edward let me. I looked to the floor and blinked. It was really good food. I stood and mumbled "I-I have to go to the bathroom…" He looked up from the check and a smile grew on his face that made my stomach feel like it was filled with feathers and not Italian food. I forced a smile back as he nodded and turned to start walking to the bathroom, which I'd seen when we walked in. I didn't want to go to the bathroom here. I hated going to public restrooms. They were dirty, and you never knew who was lurking around in the stalls. But it was almost the womanly time and walking out with an unnoticed red stain would be completely embarrassing.
In the other room there was a little family who looked like they were celebrating something. There were balloons, a mom, a dad, and an older daughter. I flinched and watched without being too obvious. The mom wrapped her arms around the daughter and kissed her forehead. The father grinned like he'd won the Mega Million Jackpot. "I love you, Cassie…" The mom said, grinning widely and holding her daughter in a loving embrace. I bit my lip and forced myself to keep walking.
But stupid me didn't see that there was a waiter in my path. I walked right into him. He dropped the glass he was carrying and I felt a few shards go into me. He fell backwards and I fell forewords, landing on top of him. He stared up at me, shocked, and wrapped and arm around me loosely, patting my back "Miss, are you ok?" The gruff voice with a heavy Italian accent asked. Now, to anyone else, to someone normal, this would've been a totally harmless gesture. But I was not normal, need I remind you.
The real word was lost to me and I was sent back into flashbacks. I screamed out in terror and cried, not even being able to see what was really going on. I screamed in terror as I relived those vivid, painful memories:
All his friends had left. I was crying and moaning out. Oh god, it hurt so bad. I couldn't take it. I wanted him to just kill me right there. The pain wasn't worth it. I'd rather die. I silently pleaded I'd die. I knew it was a possibility. I was lying in a pool of my own blood. Was he gone? Could I open my eyes? I opened them only to see him, smirking at me. I started to scream again but he silenced me with his hand. Only…there was something in his hand that fell into my mouth. He plugged my nose "Swallow it." He ordered. I did as he was told so I could breathe. He let go of my nose and I took a deep breath.
I soon found out what he'd made me swallow. The pain just…disappeared. First at my finger tips and the tips of my toes, and then my legs, my arms, and finally my whole body. I tried to scream, but I couldn't What was going on? I tried to move, but the most I could do was twitch my finger tips. Oh no…My eyes worked. He laughed as he wrapped his arms around my lifeless body and held me close. His hand traveled up my shirt and to my breasts, squeezing them and then removing my shirt and bra completely.
My pants were already off, and he just held me on the floor, licking me, touching me, squeezing me. Oh god please kill me…
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