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bruises that covered his cheek and under his eye and
the cut on his lower lip. Jude had always prided himself on dressing nice, but
right now he looked unhinged.
“W-What are you doing here?” I asked. My eyes continued to
scan the kitchen looking for an exit or another weapon.
He smiled at me, distorting his face into a grotesque sneer.
“I’ve come for payback.”
“Payback for what?” I asked unsteadily.
“Don’t try to act all innocent, you bitch,” he spat out.
“It’s all your fault.”
I flinched back at his harsh tone. “I don’t what you’re
talking about. I didn’t do anything.”
“You won’t trick me like you did that asshole Jake Powers. I
know you for the lying whore you really are!” he yelled.
“Jude, calm down please. I didn’t trick you, I swear. I
don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” I pleaded.
“Oh yeah? You didn’t get your boyfriend to send those goons
to beat me up? You didn’t have him set me up for drug possession?” he asked
sarcastically.
“No! I didn’t I swear!”
“I don’t believe you, bitch!”
“No Jude, I swear I didn’t tell him to do anything. I’m not
even talking to him anymore.”
“Then who did those flowers come from?” he asked, looking at
the red peonies on the countertop.
My mouth went wide in fear. Jude had a triumphant gleam in
his eyes as he looked back from the flowers to my face.
“Got nothing to say now, bitch? You’re caught in another of
your lies!”
“It’s not like that Jude. He sent them to me, but...but I’ve
refused to see him. He’s just trying to win me back,” I blurted out.
“Trying to win you back? You think you’re hot shit now that
you’ve got Jake Powers wrapped around your finger. What does that asshole see
in you, I wonder?” Jude looked me up and down with a twisted sneer on his face
as he crept closer. I shivered involuntarily and felt like I had just been
violated.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I asked, backing away from him.
“You always were a good little fuck, Chloe, but I never knew
you were that good. Maybe I’m missing out on something and should sample the
goods again,” he said menacingly.
“Get back, Jude, if you know what’s good for you,” I said. I
tried to sound commanding, but my voice sounded shaky and fearful.
He laughed at me but it didn’t reach his eyes. “What are you
going to do, Chloe?”
I backed up as he moved closer, until I reached the
countertop. My hands were behind me frantically searching for anything I could
use to protect myself. My fingers closed around a pair of shears and I clenched
them in a fist behind my back.
“You don’t want to do this Jude,” I said, eying him
frantically.
He moved faster than I expected and closed the distance
between us in a snap. His hands closed around my upper arms in a painful grip.
He pulled me closer to him and forced his lips on mine. I could smell the
alcohol on his breath and screwed my mouth shut and closed my eyes in disgust.
I struggled to bring the shears up between us and made a move to stab him with
it.
Jude saw what I was trying to do and his face grew angrier
as he arched chest back to avoid my swing. He grabbed my wrist as I extended my
arm and squeezed tightly. I let out a loud whimper as he twisted my wrist and
the shears dropped to the floor in a loud clack.
My heart was racing as it pounded in my chest. I knew I had
to fight with everything I had. It felt as if time slowed down in that moment
and everything was moving in slow motion.
Jude was momentarily distracted as he looked at the ground
where the shears fell. I knew this was my opportunity. Turning my head back, I
saw a sauce pot on the stove within my reach. I grabbed it and swung with all
my might. The loud clunk let me know that I had hit my mark, but it looked like
little damage had been done. It only made him angrier.
“You bitch!” he shouted. “You’re going to pay for that!”
He stood there scowling at me