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He takes another step towards me, and I sigh. “ I’m so damn tired of this back and forth.
“Was it Lauren? Ashleigh? Madison? Maybe Kennedy? Or is it someone new to your fan club? One of the sorority girls perhaps?”
He shakes his head, his shaggy blonde hair falling into his eyes. He runs a hand through it, sweeping it back in a way that used to make me smile.
Now it just makes me sick.
“Tell me, which one of the girls from your little fan club came over trying to suck your dick.” I ask in a mocking tone.
“No, she didn’t suck my dick—”
“Oh!” I throw my hands into the air, the anger boiling over. “How convenient for you. Well, I hope it was worth it because I’m fucking done with you.”
“Christina, calm down. You’re acting crazy,” he says in that condescending tone that makes me see red.
“Did you at least warn them?” I hiss, backing up towards the door, “Or do they like micro surprises. Maybe it doesn’t look as small when it’s inside them, hmm?”
I hate him and I hate that he’s made me stoop to his level. I’m better than this. I just want to go home. But he moves so fast I don’t have time to react. His hands wrap around my throat, his thumbs overlapping as he presses harder.
“Matt, stop!” My words are cut off beneath his hold and I struggle to stay calm.
He’s choked me before, but never out of anger. My head swarms from the lack of oxygen. I can feel it in my cheeks first, then in my limbs. The tingle of warmth and the rush of energy that I feel when he does this during sex is gone. This feels panicky. The rage in his clear blue eyes drains me of any hope that he’ll come to his senses.
My vision blackens around the edges, and something makes a noise as his fingers release from my body, causing me to crumble to the floor.
I put a hand over my heart as I struggle to breathe. It’s okay. I’m okay. I repeat the words. The room starts to come back into focus. Then the sounds.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Matt’s brother Kevin, shouts.
From the floor, I can see Kevin’s feet shuffle towards Matt and then I hear the thud of a fist hitting his body. Matt moves, fighting back.
I don’t stick around long enough to hear the rest.
With shaky legs I run toward the garage door, grabbing my keys and shoes, and sprinting out to my car.
I get in, tossing my shoes on the passenger seat, and silently pray that my Beetle starts on the first try.
Come on. Come on.
The engine roars to life and I shift to speed away.
This is not the first time Matt’s lost his shit on me and hurt me, but it will be the last. He always apologizes after. The regret seems sincere. But this time, he’s gone too far.
What could have happened if Kevin wouldn’t have intervened? How far would Matt have taken it? I don’t want to think about it. Not when I’m alone. So, I do the only thing I can think to do. My fingers shake as I swipe open my phone and find Julia’s name under my most recent calls.
“Hi babe,” she says. She sounds happy and carefree and like everything I’m supposed to be.
I try to speak but can’t, choking on a sob before the words can come out.
Would Matt have really killed me if his brother hadn’t been home?
The truth is hard to even imagine.
“Christina, what’s wrong?” Her tone quickly changes to one of concern.
“Matt and I broke up,” I say, breathing hard as my heartbeat struggles to slow. I don’t dare to look in the rear-view mirror. I’m not ready for this to seem real.
“Are you okay?”
