Always

Chapter 70

I would be having an anxiety attack right now, if I could. "Ugh, I'm sure Colby is looking for her by now. Can't you just hurry?" "Do what I said Tessa." His voice got deeper and more demanding...scary. I think I shivered. I heard her sigh but she didn't speak. A couple of minutes passed and I concentrated on trying to move my fingers. I had to come out of this and soon. I didn't know what Johnny had planned but I'll be damned if I'm going down without a fight. Only I was going down without a fight. I can't f*cking move! I felt whatever I was lying on dip with the weight of another person. My eyelids felt like they were super glued shut, held down with cement blocks. Fingertips trailed down my arm to the bottom of my shirt, slipping under the edge to scrape over my stomach. No, no, no, get your disgusting mammoth hands off of me, you sick bastard! I was screaming inside my head, crying, punching against the black wall that was still trying to engulf me and wouldn't let me move. Hot, sour breath came close to me, moist over my ear. "Colby shouldn't have come at me like that princess. You shouldn't have either." He had the palm of his hand on my stomach now and it was rolling in response. I wanted to heave and throw up all over him. God, please let me come out of this. "I like it though. When you hit me and got in my face." That sweaty mammoth hand came up to my face and grabbed my jaw. I finally managed to flutter my eyelids open and blink a few times. Johnny was over me, peering down into my eyes with a twisted grin. "There she is! I thought I was going to do this with you still passed out, but this will be better. You can watch me." My treacherous body will still as limp as a rag doll, as he pulled me to a sitting position. I noticed that we seemed to be in an old wooden shed type thing. It was small, and I was lying on a dingy mattress in the corner of the room. The walls were a smokey grey, the wood splintering in some places, a beat down quality about it. Johnny snatched my shirt over my head, then dropped me me back on the mattress, letting my body bounce against the old fabric covered springs. His sausage fingers started fumbling with the button my jeans, unsnapping them, and yanking them down my legs. Chills erupted on my body, and panic insured inside my head. I really couldn't stop this. This was about to happen and I couldn't even fight back. I felt a tear slip from the corner of my eye as I just watched his throw my clothes to the floor and bring his disgusting hands back to my body. Bile rose in my throat and I was sure that I was going to gag, when he laid his palm against my stomach, right above my underwear. His hands roamed over my body, pinching and grabbing, like he was just trying to touch as much of me as possible. "This is going to kill Colby. To know that I took another one of his girls." A giggle escaped his mouth that would've shocked me from the childlike sound, if I hadn't been so pissed and scared at the same time. "He always was an annoying little shit, not learning who was in charge. Always trying to 'do the right thing' or 'not hurt anyone.' He stood up, still talking. I tried to move my fingers and toes. My finger twitched! Didn't it? I'm not sure...Doesn't matter really. I'm not going to get enough feeling back to be able to run soon enough. Dread locked into my chest, making my body involuntarily gasp for my next breath. The mattress dipped again and my eyes found Johnny, who had undressed down to his boxers. He had a predatory look in his eyes, like a cat stalking a mouse. He rubbed his hand over my leg from my knee to my hip, kneading the skin painfully before laughing. "Tessa wanted it. She always was begging for anyone's attention. She wasn't hard to get. Didn't need drugs with her." He wagged his finger at me. "But you...I knew you would be different. Also know that this is going to rip your boy toy to shreds." His fingers grabbed a strand of my hair and started rubbing it between them. "He loves you, very protective of you...and when he finds you in bed with me...Well, I'm not so sure he can forgive that a second time, how 'bout you?" My stomach churned ever harder, a combination of his words and his hand running over my stomach towards my chest making me want to vomit. Colby would know. He would know that I wouldn't do something like this. He would let me explain. He would find me. The only problem was that I didn't know if he would find me in time...and if he would be able to stomach the fact that Johnny had....violated me. Oh God, he was going to kill him! He was going to go to prison, because he was actually going to kill him! Panic flared in my chest again, my mind blocking out Johnny and only concentrating on how I could save Colby from ruining his life. I wouldn't tell him. He couldn't know. Feeling this disgusting human being crawl on top of me, I let my eyes close again. I escaped into my mind where  I was with my beautiful, blue haired man. Those blue eye looking into my own, filled with so much love for me. His yellow, nicotine stained nails dragging across the swell of my breasts....NOPE, NO, no, I was with Colby and we were getting married. Standing on the beach, professing our love for one another, as I stared into his eyes and he gave me one of his big smiles.