When Things Go Bad Part 2

Parker's POV

I sat in my leather chair drinking scotch and staring at a picture of Torrance, trying to decide how to go about doing things. I knew she wasn't going to give in easily. I sighed and kept drinking. Things were starting to get fuzzy.

I got up and refilled my glass before ascending the stairs, stumbling down the hall to the bedroom I had her in. She was going to give it up or I was going to take it. I finally made it to the bedroom door and slung it open, making her head snap up when it hit the wall. "Miss me, baby?" A slow smirk crossed my lips. I saw the fear in her eyes, making me want her even more.

"That's right, baby. Show me that fear, you know what it does to me." I growled as I made my way to her, leaning right in and kissing her hard on the mouth. "You ready to have fun?" More fear seeped into those beautiful sexy eyes of hers. "Go to hell, Parker!" She screamed and spit in my face.

I narrowed my eyes and backhanded her. "You little bitch! How dare you!"

Torrance's POV

I was terrified, especially for my life. I was sure he would end up killing me in the end.

No matter what I was not going to give up fighting him. I would never have sex with anyone except, Nick. "Stay away from me, Parker." I gritted my teeth against the pain in my face where he hit me.

He began shaking his head. "No way, beautiful." Anger shot through me. "NO ONE calls me that besides NICK, damn you." He untied me, threw me on the bed, ripping my shirt and biting my breast, breaking the skin and making me scream. I began kicking and screaming, catching him between the legs and taking him to his knees. "You fucking bitch!" He squeaked, as I laughed. It was to funny not to, even though I knew he would hurt me for doing it.

I slowly creeped away across the bed and was almost to the door when he jerked me back by the hair and slammed me into the wall, putting a sealing charm on the window and walking out the door slamming it shut and locking it magically, leaving me no escape route. I started crying and crawled to the bed in severe pain, curling up in my protective ball. I laid there for hours until I finally cried myself to sleep.