Chapter Seventy nine
Cyrus just keeps going on and on and on and on until I think he is never going to stop and then he holds my throat in his hand lovingly while kissing it before he starts squeezing tighter and tighter, choking me until I can no longer breath. I can’t believe this is the way I am going to die and I wonder if he will just throw my body somewhere or if he will hide my body ever to be seen again.
Right when I let go of the world and stop struggling he lets go and I start coughing and sputtering with tears streaming down my eyes, my nose running and spit coming from my mouth in every direction. And that’s when he releases inside me and bites me in the spot between my neck and shoulder so hard I am sure the skin broke but he doesn’t let go until he is done and then he sucks me and when he turns up to look at me there is traces of blood on his mouth.
I am sore everywhere, I have bruises and my neck and nipple where cut open with Cyrus’s mouth, to put it into a nutshell, I am under a lot of pain. Cyrus releases himself from me living a stinging pain In my pussy and then releases my legs and hands from the bedpost. We don’t make eye contact or speak the entire time. He gets inside his bathroom closing himself inside and I pull my tired hurt body from the bed so I can get back to my bedroom.
I get inside my bedroom very slowly aching all over and lie on the bed; I put the sheets on me and cry myself to sleep. When I wake up its dark outside and I am thirsty and my body is still in pain, I look on the bedside table to look at the time and find two pills with water beside me, I don’t need to ask I know who did this. Although I am mad at him and spite him I am under a lot of pain and thirst so I drink the pills and drain the whole glass of water. I can no longer fall back to sleep anymore and my stomach rumbles since I haven’t had anything but the breakfast I was having at his parent’s house before he interrupted us.
After the pain has subsided I drag myself into the bathroom and turn on the light. As I wash my face I find there are sticky notes on bottles on them that weren’t there earlier. The first one says apply this to your wounds and the second one should be added into my bath ‘to help with the pain’. I sigh too tired and messed up and make a bath with the ingredients of the bottle and after I am dry I apply the ointment that smells like horse shit and put some clothes on, choosing on matching pajama trouser set with its jumper.
The house is dark and quite downstairs and I don’t touch anything until I reach the kitchen. I turn the lights on and find another sticky note on the fridge for open and inside I find a container with chicken soup that I hit up and eat with bread on the kitchen counter. I would normally wash my shit but I am done for the night so I head to my room and stare outside until I fall asleep.
The next morning Margret is the one who wakes me up to a bright sunny room. I wake up disoriented and smile when I find that it’s only Margret with her motherly smile.
“Wake up now dear. Cyrus told me you were having a bit of a headache and I should bring you some medicine and pills but you seemed exhausted so I let you sleep in. it’s already lunch time now and I really think you should have something. How do you feel?”
“My whole body hurts and I feel a headache coming...”
“Okay I brought you something to eat, why don’t you have something while I get you those pills?” she says as she stands and is already walking towards the door.
“Okay.” I say with a smile and go brush my teeth and wash my face in the bathroom before I get back to the breakfast Margret prepared.
She gets me the pill and I take them before I have a shower and apply Cyrus’s medicine and then join her in the kitchen where she is busy preparing dinner and the food for tomorrow because she won’t be coming to work then.
I guilt trip her into staying and having dinner with me before she goes home and then I get up to my room and lock the door, making sure to also secure the bolt by the door. When I sit by the window with the lights off and watch the lights outside, its then that I hear my phone ringing inside the room and go hunting for it. I take it from my purse since I haven’t touched it since yesterday and find calls from my parents and my mother in law; I turn the phone off and go back to watching the city.
The truth is I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what happened with Cyrus yesterday, should I tell someone? Should I keep quite? Look what happened when I trusted Cullen with my secret and how he used it against me. But the worst of all, will it happen again? I don’t know if I will be able to survive his assault if he tries to do it again. What do I do, it’s like we are back to square one and only this time it’s worse than before.
I don’t think Cyrus comes home in those three days after he hurt me and left and I don’t find out. The next day because I know Margret won’t be coming I only go out of my room for necessities, listening to any sounds in the house before I get out of my room. The third day Margret is there early to give me company and when she leaves I immediately lock myself in the bedroom, making sure the bolt is in place.
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