Delicious Rose

39

Rose

It's been two hours since I received the texts, I haven't had one since. The girls and I are getting on with Jacobs friends, Chloe seems to be really hitting it off with one of them, Chris. Of course, Darcy's been flirting like mad with the other two and Jacob, Jacob's been next to me the entire night.

When I've gone over to the bar or outside for a cigarette, I haven't been left alone, I couldn't be more thankful right now for him. Even though he has no idea who is texting me and why.
I also have this pain in my heart, like I'm doing something wrong being around him, because of Luca. He would hate seeing me with him I know that, but he also would appreciate it. I also know I need to stop thinking about the damn boy, he left me and I understand he couldn't let go of the promotion, whatever it was, it must have been good. I just wish he told me from the beginning, so we both could've stopped this from happening.

"I need the toilet." I tell him, he nods his head ready to stand up. "No don't worry I'll be two minutes." I chuckle, feeling the gin in my bloodstream as I stand up, slowly walking over to the closed doors and up the flight of stairs. The music is drowned out as I reach the first floor and into the girls' toilets, it's empty. Almost eerily quiet, which I hate, locking myself in the cubicle I take a deep breath, trying not to over think too much. I hate my brain sometimes, how it goes on and on when it doesn't need to. I don't need to worry, nobody's watching me. It's just a sick joke, it has to be Emily or Nick.

After doing my business I hear the door to the girl's toilets opening, but it feels even quieter then before. My heart beating faster by the second as I flush the toilet, pulling down my dress, taking a few deep breaths I unlock the bolt and step out. Be strong, nothing's wrong, you're fine.

My blood turns cold, I want to throw up and I need too. His smile thin and sadistic, like it had been all those years ago. His light brown hair still the same, maybe even curlier than before. He looks taller and more muscular, but he has aged terribly, almost ten years. I can't breathe, I can't even think.

"Princess, you not going to give me a kiss?" He whispers, stepping closer until I'm back into the cubicle. My walls closing in around me, my body heat raising and I know I may pass out very soon.

"Wayne please leave me alone." I whimper as he steps in, locks the door behind him. How could I have been so stupid to go here alone? Why didn't I drag Chloe or Darcy? The one time I go alone this happens. Why did I refuse to believe it was Wayne texting me? Why did this man have such an obsession over me?

"I have been waiting nearly six years to see you again, my god you have not disappointed." He moans, his eyes scanning over my tight dress. I'm a young adult, not a little teenage girl who had no way out, I'm still weak but I'm not alone anymore.

"I have a restraining order against you, you need to leave!" I raise my voice, hoping he just walks out, but god damn I know that would be too good to be true. This man who has locked me in a cubicle with him, ruined my life for years. I need to act brave; I know I'm screaming on the inside like the fifteen-year-old he destroyed.

"That won't stop me from being with you, you are such a gorgeous woman." He groans into my ear, I hear his belt buckle underneath his disgusting fingers. His eyes never leaving my chest as I try to think of a way out of here. I hear the bathroom door open, a wave of girls come in laughing and chatting to themselves. I open my mouth to scream when his hand covers my mouth quickly, his eyes glare into mine. I need to get help.
"If you even make a sound, I will kill you." He threatens, I look down at his other hand and he's holding a pocket knife, putting a slight pressure against my ribs. He won't kill me, will he? I whimper with fear, my body trembling, the minutes feel like hours before silence fills the bathroom again and the door slams shut behind them.

I feel frozen, he's really going to do this again, he's going to ruin me and I'm too much of a pussy to stand up for myself. Why can't I be strong? Luca said I was strong, so why am I not acting like it right now? Why isn't Luca here right now? Tears fill my eyes as I think of him, he would be so scared for me. He promised me he would never let this happen to me, but he left me. I need to defend myself, prove to myself that I'm better off without him.

"Ready for me princess?" Wayne's hand moves from my mouth towards my breasts. This is it, I have to do something fast. Without warning I raise my knee hitting him right between the legs, I know I can't move around him so I open my bag pulling out my phone. I press call on Jacobs name and wait for it to ring, my eyes never leaving Wayne as he begins to compose himself again. His face burning red, veins pop out of his forehead and neck, his hand gripping tighter around the knife. He's going to kill me.

"Rose, where are you?" Jacob asks frantically over the phone, relief washes over me quickly.

"Girls toilets, Help me!" I scream out as a sharp pain shoots through my face, the sound shocking me as I slam into the cubicle wall. I hold my face, my tears falling down my cheeks.

"Stupid bitch!" His words disgust me as I cover myself up again, I'm crying louder than I realize as he holds my throat, slams me against the wall. His other hand begins to pull at my dress, my arms are slapping at him but he's strong, he always has been. His grip around my throat tightening the more I fight back.

"Rose?!" I hear Jacobs voice, he's in here and soon I can hear the girls yelling my name. My vision begins to blur as he holds my throat adding more pressure. The cubicle door begins to shake as he pounds and kicks to get in, I can tell it will come off its hinges soon.

"You couldn't keep that pretty mouth shut, could you?" Wayne yells, I'm struggling to breathe, my head throbbing and everything I have drank tonight wants to exit my body quickly. I have never felt so nauseous in my entire life, am I going to die? Suddenly Wayne's body weight is gone and I collapse on the floor, weak and breathless. I sit up and watch him, his body underneath Jacobs, bloody pouring out of his nose as Jacobs fists slam into his face.
I sit in silence as Wayne's body weakens and his face bloody and almost unrecognisable at this rate, all I can do is watch. This has to be it now surely? The man who has been obsessed with me for years has stalked me, harassed me up till this moment. I almost want Jacob to kill him, I want to watch him suffer.

I can't believe my stupidity, I let myself go alone. When I had a bad feeling that Wayne was here, I had the text messages to prove that I wasn't safe. The alcohol almost made me fearless, or forgetful, but I am an idiot either way.

The ambulance took Wayne to the hospital, where police will wait until he is able to cooperate and hopefully an arrest will be made. The ambulance checked me over making sure I wasn't in any pain, I explained to them about the hit and him strangling me. I told the police everything. Soon enough Daniel arrived and shortly after my mum comes speeding through the city to get to me. My mum is a sobbing mess and Daniel looks mortified to see me in such a state. He thanks Jacob countless times for saving me. Without him I don't know what would have happened.

"You want me to stay with you tonight?" Chloe leans up against my bedroom door as I lay down, looking up at the ceiling. My mind going over every fucking detail of tonight's events.

"No, but thank you." I whisper, my throat sore and tender.

"We love you Rose, you are one brave cookie." Her voice strained, sitting up slightly I look at her, her make up completely off and her hair shoved up into a high bun. She looks drained, I look drained, I feel like shit.

After everything, after tonight I knew I didn't need Luca to be my hero. As much as I love him and he loved me, I could do it without him. It will be hard but I just managed to survive my evil stepfathers attempts at sexual assault and possible murder? Jacob was my knight in shining armour tonight, I owe him so much for that. How I feel mentally is different, I feel relieved, safe. I feel like If I carry on living like the way I have been, then everything has been for nothing. I want to make my daddy proud, I need to start from now, I have been so down and sad for so long. I Know Luca broke my heart, but only I can fix it. I need to fix myself. He left for a reason and I do believe it was the right decision.

I miss him like crazy but if he can just leave and know it's for the best, then I can sort myself out too, right? I might see him in the future, I might not. We shall see. All I know is that I'm going to be okay. He left so I could be.