Torrance's POV
I have to find Nick. I can no longer go on without knowing what might have became if I found him and we talked.
I got out of the shower, getting dressed in the one thing I knew Nick loved. My pastel yellow sundress and yellow flipflops. I brushed out my hair and applied a little makeup. Going to the kitchen I poured a cup of coffee trying to prepare myself for talking to him. I had thought about it over the passed year and still didn't know what to say to him.
Not paying attention to anything, staring out the kitchen window, someone placed their hand over my mouth. I screamed into their hand. They twisted me around, I gasped, whimpering at the anger in his eyes, shaking my head. "Did you think I would let you by with telling Nick how I've 'treated' you?" I tried pushing him away.
"No no no no no. You're not going anywhere." He pushed me against the counter. "You made a big mistake, Torrance. Now you must pay for it." Fear filled my eyes.
Tears began streaming down my face. "Aren't so tough without big bad Nick to save you, huh?" I kept punching and hitting his chest until he shoved me across the kitchen into the counter, snapping one of my ribs. I screamed out in pain. "LEAVE ME ALONE, PARKER!!! I HATE YOU!" I slumped to the floor, unable to breathe very well.
"Not a chance, Torrance." I cringed away from him. Why was he always so mean?
He stalked over to me snatching me up by my hair. "You listen to me. You are now mine. You always were. You always will be. Get that through your thick head." I shook my head and spit in his face. I knew that look. But was not expecting what came next.
He backhanded me right across my face. I saw red. "You fucking bastard, how dare you hit me? Who the fuck do you think you are? If Nick doesn't kill you for this I will, I promise you that." I kicked him in his balls. "FUCK YOU!!" I ran toward the door when he let go of my hair. But before I made it out of the livingroom he grabbed my upper arm, twirling me around to him.
"You little bitch. I'll have you for that."
I spit in his face again and slapped him. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" I hoped screaming would attract someone, hoping they could hear me. Doubting that they could.
"NO!!" He backhanded me again knocking me onto the couch. He jumped on top of me.
"GET OFF ME!!" He pulled me off the couch by my hair. "We're going home."
"The hell we are. You can go. I'm staying in MY house." I pushed him toward the door. "Get out."
"You'll never leave me." He smirked, the mother fucker smirked at me. I kicked him right in the gut knocking him on his ass.
"I already have if you haven't noticed, you illiterate fool."
He sat there with a look of shock on his face. "What is it, Parker? Do you not think you can find some ho to bang? I'm sure there will be at least one willing participant, like always." He stood up and slapped me harder than I've ever been hit before, sending me into the coffee table head first. I slid down to the floor, crying and pissed. "I hate you, Parker. I never want to see you again. Now get out and never darken my doorstep again."
He towered over me looking at me. "I will get you back to me somehow. Trust me on that one. You will always be mine, Torrance. Don't forget it." He turned and walked out.
I curled up in a ball crying from the pain. I didn't know if I could take much more of the pain. It was excruciating. Especially my broken rib. It got to the point where the pain took over and blackness took over.
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