"Shut up…”
“And she use to always deep throat my cock, and she also rode my shit real good.” A.J chuckled walking slowly towards her.
“Shut up…”
“She told me that I was a better fuck then Nick…you’d know if Nick was good…wouldn’t you?” A.J questioned noticing Theresa shake her head.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Theresa whispered walking backward trying to stay as far as possible from A.J as she could.
“Oh so you don’t remember losing your virginity to Mr. Nickay?” A.J smirked. “I heard you were fucking him like crazy after that.”
“Shut the fuck up! You know that’s not even true.”
“Sure it is.” A.J chuckled. “You’re so stupid. It’s all a little game Theresa, and you’re my game piece. I’m playing you like monopoly. Get over it. Now go get some sleep.” A.J said that before Theresa saw nothing before her but blackness.
-The next morning-
Theresa slowly opened her eyes but then closed them when she felt her whole body sting in pain. Her and A.J got into it real good last night. Covering up her exposed body parts with her hands, Theresa stood from the floor in front of the TV and slowly headed for the bathroom. Entering it, Theresa switched on the light then looked at her image in the mirror.
“Oh my…” She gasped. Her left eye was black and blue and nearly swollen shut, and her lower lip was red with dried up blood. She had several bruises along her cheeks, chin and neck. Then there was an indention of his fingertips on her shoulders. As her eyes traveled further down she noticed the bite mark on her breast and cried out in sudden pain as she collapsed to the floor.
-At the same time-
A.J awoke with an earth-shattering headache as he sat up. “Damn.” He muttered clasping a hand over his forehead and shut his eyes as if trying to get rid of the pain. Then he felt thundering pain in his hands. Looking down at them, they were slightly reddened and his knuckles were a light shade of purple. “Theresa?” He whispered lifting the covers slowly to reveal a naked form that was not Theresa. “What the…” He trailed off scanning through his brain trying to figure out what had happened last night. But he couldn’t, all he could remember was of Kevin asking him about beating Theresa. “Oh God!” He trembled in fear as he looked back at the sleeping teen then down at the floor where he discovered many empty bottles of Vodka, Jim Bean and other hard liquors.
Quickly sliding from the bed, A.J snatched on a pair of boxers and quickly exited the room in search for his girlfriend. “Theresa!” He yelled running down the stairs to see if she was in the kitchen or living room. She wasn’t there. Had she seen him and the mysterious girl last night? Did she leave him because he had been screwing around with the teen? ‘Oh God.’ He thought. Picking up the phone quickly A.J dialed Stephanie’s number.
“Hello.”
“Steph?”
“What do you want?” She asked hastily.
“Have you seen Theresa? I can’t find her.” A.J questioned concern and worry clear in his voice.
“I don’t know A.J.” Stephanie sighed as if he was wasting her time.
“Well if you see her tell her I’m looking for her.”
“Whatever. Bye A.J.” With that Stephanie hung up.
“Theresa!” A.J yelled as he scanned the living room for some clues. Just then he noticed the ripped material of her Kentucky T-shirt, and the remains of her sweat pants and panties. Picking them up slowly A.J frowned desperately trying to remember what had happened. Were these the clothes that the girl upstairs had on last night? A.J shook his head then smelt them. They smelt of sweet fragrances of Cucumber Melon. They were hers. Now A.J could feel the tears falling down his cheeks. Did he rape her last night? Did he beat her? He didn’t even want to think of what he had done, he had promised her he would change. But he guessed he broke it. Hearing a loud thud coming from the downstairs bathroom, A.J looked wide eyed down the hall. Maybe it was her.
Quickly scurrying down the hall towards the door, A.J pushed it open to see her. “Theresa?” He cried falling to his knees next to her and pulling her battered, limp body into his arms. Looking at her bruised face, A.J watched as her head rolled back onto his arm and her arms fell limp to her sides. “Baby, wake up.” A.J shook her lightly his hand running up and down her cheeks then to her neck. “Please!” He cried pulling her to his chest crying lightly to himself. “Oh God, don’t take her from me.” He prayed feeling her weak heartbeat against his bare chest.
“A.J?” A innocent voice asked as the teenage girl entered the bathroom slowly then gasped at the sight of A.J and Theresa.
“Call an…call a ambulance!” He choked out through his sobs as he quickly reached for a towel to cover Theresa’s body. “Now!” He barked noticing the girls’ hesitation.
“Ok.” She nodded then scurried off away from them.
“Stay with me Theresa.” A.J whispered in her ear as he stroked her hair lovingly. “Stay with me.”
Where can we go from here?
All I know is that I love you still
Sometimes we do things against our will
I know I'll cry lonely tears
Where can we go from here?
“They’re on their way.” The girl said quickly.
“Thank you.”
“You want me to stay?” She asked. A.J just shook his head with his eyes closed. “Ok…” She trailed off with a whisper.
Why? Why do I cry inside
For a love that's gone away? and
How? How can I carry on
When I know all the love is gone
Tell me where can we go to get away
From the pain of love and you
Tell me, where?
“Move away from her sir!” A deep voice demanded. Looking up, A.J seen a tall, well-built black man and two other white guys behind him.
“I…”
“Now! If you want to save her.” He yelled. A.J nodded and slowly kissed her forehead then laid her gently onto her back on the cold tiled floor.
“Please help her.” A.J whispered as he was pushed out of the bathroom.
Where can we go from here
All I know is that I love you still
Sometimes we do things against our ways
I know I cry lonely tears
Where can we go from here
“We need to rush her!” One of the three men stated as A.J watched from the door as they placed her limp body onto a stretcher.
“Excuse me sir. But if you want to ride with us, you’ll have to put on some clothes.” The shorter white one explained eyeing A.J.
“Ok.” A.J muttered running up the stairs to pull on some clothes while the rescue crew wheeled Theresa out to the white ambulance.
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