"Why are you here?" I ask surprised. "What? Am I not allowed to see my babygirl?" Brett steps into my apartment without my consent. "I'm not your babygirl anymore. You left me for that slut you called 'better then me'. Don't think I want you back, or in my house." I snap. "Damn babe, I missed that smart ass mouth so much. Oh and yeah you're right... she's a slut. Slept with Adrian the entire time we were together. Should have listened to you. Come to me; I've missed you. Been thinking about you since I left."
I quickly grab my phone that I put on the counter as I went to answer the door. "Who are you texting?" He asks taking my phone from me. "Give it back now Bagwell." I jump to him and chase him around the island that's in the kitchen. "Dean huh? I always thought y'all were secretly together. I mean I know he's your best friend and all but why him?" He snarks to me.
"Brett Bagwell. I'm not with him, never have been. Give the phone back or I scream rape. My neighbors basically hear everything." I growl through my teeth. "Babe, You may not see it but I miss you. I really do. Just let me hold you again. I've gone crazy without you and I don't know what will happen next if I don't have you." He sets my phone back down and he takes slow steps towards me. I back up due to the proximity.
"How do I know for sure you love me? How can I trust you? I will never know, and I'll never be able to trust you. Not after everyting you did to me. Leave now." I say still backing away. He stops walking. His eyes are filled with rage. "You can trust me. Don't ever say you can't. I've always told you the truth. I do love you Paige."
"Stop lying. You never loved me. Maybe in the start but once the honeymoon feeling was gone, you stoped loving me. You just felt like a big bad wolf, and I was your little red riding hood. Not anymore Brett. Leave." I stand where I am and watch as he looks into my painfilled eyes. Everything moves in slow motion and I can't help but feel paralyzed.
His arm raises above his head and his palm quickly collids with my left cheek. The harsh force knocks me off of my feet and I fall to the floor crying. Tears falling down my face. I don't move. I stay where I am. I can't move. "I'm not lying you stupid bitch. I've never lied, expecially to you. Get the hell up, I didn't even hit you that hard."
His words ring in my ears. When he hit me, it cause my lip to bleed. I open my eyes and look at the hardwood floor of my living room. "Leave." I say as loud as I can without stuttering. Slowly I pull myself up to my feet as I wipe some of the blood from chin only to smear it. He's just standing there, staring at me like I'm some kind of monster when it should be the other way around. A smile spreads across his face and a deathly stare in his eyes. "I said leave." I say louder.
"No." Is all he says before he grabs my hair and whips me around to face the door to my room. I scream, hoping someone can hear me. He's dragging me down the small hallway to my room. I grip the roots of my hair to stop him from ripping it out, I scream for help. He doesn't stop. He just gets rougher with me. "Shut the hell up!"
I try pulling away but his hands have my hair wrapped around them so all it does is rip some of my hair out. I scream louder in pain and fear. He throws me on the bed and closes the door. "Your gonna learn to respect me more." I quickly jump off of the bed and run to my closet. "Paige you little cunt, get back here." He yells as I close the door and lock it.
I'm so glad it locks from the inside. Banging erupted from the otherside of the door, "Open the door Piage. Please, I'm sorry okay. I took it too far like all the other times. I hate myself for this and please just open the door." I don't say anything. I just sit there, my back against the door, my knees pulled up to my chest, and my head burried in them.
The banging stopped but Brett is still going on about how he's supposably sorry and how I need to come out. I sit there, crying in silence. I don't want him to hear me. I just want him to leave. I end up falling alseep to him begging for me to come out.
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It's quiet. The TV isn't on, and I don't hear anyone talking or walking round. I'm not sure it's safe or not but there's only one way to find out. I have to get out and look for myself. Slowly I get to my feet and unlock the door and slide it open. no one is in my room. I walk out and check every room in this apartment. No one's here but me. Nothing is missing either. I run to my phone and see that it's about 1 in the morning. My text to dean never sent so I erase it and decide to call him instead.
In the second ring he picks up. "Paige?"
"He came back." I cry into the phone.
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He guys, I know this is a kinda short chapter. I have a few things going on right now, not to mention school coming up and all. I did promise y'all a new chapter to NSAR so here it is!
Love you
-Anna
BINABASA MO ANG
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