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along my lips. Then suddenly his lips are on mine, crushing me. I feel the bile rising from the back of my throat. Dear God, I think I’m going to be sick . The smell of alcohol is turning my stomach. His fingers trail down my face and neck and pause on my breast.
No, his intentions are very clear. I can’t let him do this. I push and pull against him. I feel his teeth bite on my bottom lip, and then I taste my own blood. He takes a step back and draws his hand, slapping my face again.
“You know you and I belong together,” he says. “We can be so happy, if you let us.”
He draws his hand back again, but instead of a slap, he clenches his fist. The punch lands right in my stomach, winding me and sending me flying across the storeroom. Before I hit the floor, my back hits something sharp.
Pain and wetness are all I feel.
He loosens the belt on his trousers. I whimper. Maybe I should just stop fighting it. I close my eyes. He pulls at my jacket. I just want this over with.
“Shut up, you stupid bitch,” he shouts as he slaps me across the face again.
“Libby—”
“Please!” I scream. Tight hands hold my arms. I open my eyes. It’s still hazy. But it was just a dream. Another dream.
“Libby, baby, you’re trembling. Come here. It’s okay. I’m here. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Alex takes me in his arms and rocks me gently. I can’t stop shaking, and the tears fall uncontrollably. It’s been the same every night since Alex left the UK after his visit four weeks ago. I thought it might be different because I was here with him. But no, all I see in my nightmare is Jeff and the terrible things he did that day, although in my dream it seems much worse because there is no one to rescue me.
I take comfort in Alex’s arms holding me, rocking me, soothing me back to the present. My tears have dried, and my shaking is under control when I notice that he is fully dressed.
“Libby, can we talk about it? I want to help.”
“I’m fine. It’s just a dream—a nightmare—whatever you want to call it.” I turn to face him and sadness washes over his beautiful face. “Seriously, I’m fine. I just need a minute.”
“How long has this been going on?” The concern in his voice is evident.
“A few weeks.”
“Shit, Libby, why would you not tell me about this?”
“What could you do?”
“I could have been there for you,” he says hoarsely as he tries to clear his throat. “I would have come to you if I had known.”
“You are going to have to face facts. You can’t always be there for me. ”
“I want to always be there for you.”
“Don’t you have somewhere you should be?” I ask with a heavy heart because I know how this conversation is going to end. It’s not a conversation I want for this weekend.
“Yes, I do, but I would rather make sure you’re okay. Tell me what it was about.”
“Jeff—the day at the hotel,” I say, sighing. “Look, Alex, you can see I’m fine. Go to work. I’m going to take a shower and then eat. So go away before I decide that I’m not letting you leave me.” I try teasing him before giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
“Okay, okay, I’ll go. But how about you come by the office at one? I should be finished by then, and we can have a light lunch together. If you’re finished shopping by then? I know what you women can be like when you go shopping.” He teases.
“But I have no idea where to go.”
“You think I’m going to leave you to your own devices in New York? No, you’ll have Murphy all day. He’s taking me to work and then collecting my mother and coming back here for you. I’m sure my mom will have worked out exactly where you’re going.”
“Thank you. Do I have time for a shower and breakfast, before your mum gets here?”
“Yes, if you can get your ass out of bed.” The grin on his face makes my heart skip a beat, and if I wasn’t already sitting down, I’d probably fall.
“Okay,” I
No, his intentions are very clear. I can’t let him do this. I push and pull against him. I feel his teeth bite on my bottom lip, and then I taste my own blood. He takes a step back and draws his hand, slapping my face again.
“You know you and I belong together,” he says. “We can be so happy, if you let us.”
He draws his hand back again, but instead of a slap, he clenches his fist. The punch lands right in my stomach, winding me and sending me flying across the storeroom. Before I hit the floor, my back hits something sharp.
Pain and wetness are all I feel.
He loosens the belt on his trousers. I whimper. Maybe I should just stop fighting it. I close my eyes. He pulls at my jacket. I just want this over with.
“Shut up, you stupid bitch,” he shouts as he slaps me across the face again.
“Libby—”
“Please!” I scream. Tight hands hold my arms. I open my eyes. It’s still hazy. But it was just a dream. Another dream.
“Libby, baby, you’re trembling. Come here. It’s okay. I’m here. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Alex takes me in his arms and rocks me gently. I can’t stop shaking, and the tears fall uncontrollably. It’s been the same every night since Alex left the UK after his visit four weeks ago. I thought it might be different because I was here with him. But no, all I see in my nightmare is Jeff and the terrible things he did that day, although in my dream it seems much worse because there is no one to rescue me.
I take comfort in Alex’s arms holding me, rocking me, soothing me back to the present. My tears have dried, and my shaking is under control when I notice that he is fully dressed.
“Libby, can we talk about it? I want to help.”
“I’m fine. It’s just a dream—a nightmare—whatever you want to call it.” I turn to face him and sadness washes over his beautiful face. “Seriously, I’m fine. I just need a minute.”
“How long has this been going on?” The concern in his voice is evident.
“A few weeks.”
“Shit, Libby, why would you not tell me about this?”
“What could you do?”
“I could have been there for you,” he says hoarsely as he tries to clear his throat. “I would have come to you if I had known.”
“You are going to have to face facts. You can’t always be there for me. ”
“I want to always be there for you.”
“Don’t you have somewhere you should be?” I ask with a heavy heart because I know how this conversation is going to end. It’s not a conversation I want for this weekend.
“Yes, I do, but I would rather make sure you’re okay. Tell me what it was about.”
“Jeff—the day at the hotel,” I say, sighing. “Look, Alex, you can see I’m fine. Go to work. I’m going to take a shower and then eat. So go away before I decide that I’m not letting you leave me.” I try teasing him before giving him a soft kiss on the lips.
“Okay, okay, I’ll go. But how about you come by the office at one? I should be finished by then, and we can have a light lunch together. If you’re finished shopping by then? I know what you women can be like when you go shopping.” He teases.
“But I have no idea where to go.”
“You think I’m going to leave you to your own devices in New York? No, you’ll have Murphy all day. He’s taking me to work and then collecting my mother and coming back here for you. I’m sure my mom will have worked out exactly where you’re going.”
“Thank you. Do I have time for a shower and breakfast, before your mum gets here?”
“Yes, if you can get your ass out of bed.” The grin on his face makes my heart skip a beat, and if I wasn’t already sitting down, I’d probably fall.
“Okay,” I
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