Chapter 20 Nick's violent visit

Thursday morning came much slower than she had anticipated. Oh, boy, had she turned and tossed; her mind solely occupied by the thoughts of one man. She knew she had to school her emotions if she was to survive in that office and for her baby, she would. Waking up that morning had been accompanied by a bout of morning sickness to which she had taken some lemons. Pregnancy had had a funny way of making her eat things. She had recently realized lemons were actually good and sprinkled some salt on them, the icing on the cake.

She had just been about to put on her heels when the bell to her house rang. Twisting around, she walked to the door and pulled it open while fixing her earrings. She had wondered who would knock on her door that early in the morning but she was not prepared for who she saw. Right outside her door stood Nicholas. How he had known where she was living, she had no idea. As he lifted his hand towards her, she subconsciously moved from his hand. At that moment, her head felt full, flashes of events running across her mind.

Grace saw herself as she walked into their house, then to hearing the grunting noises, and seeing her now ex-boyfriend on top of another woman. Every scene from that moment crisscrossed each other to a point where she felt a migraine building up. Then afterward, she felt fury, immense immeasurable fury from within. Looking at her ex who stood at her door silently as though everything was okay at that point infuriated her.

Before she could even realize it, she had slapped him. “Please go out nick I never want to see you in my apartment again. And how did you find this apartment.”

Raising his hands in surrender, he tried moving closer to her but she was tensed. Grace remembered waking up in the hospital to grace alone, then having to sort her issues by herself. “I’m sorry grace I don’t know what came over me, I did not mean to hit you.”

“Stay right there, please do not come any nearer…” moving into the kitchen, in panic mode and a sudden rush of adrenaline grace had picked a knife. “Move any nearer and ill slash myself now.”

Nicholas stood where he was, tried opening his mouth, and yet he could not speak. He looked really remorseful but could someone who could leave her for the dead be really trustworthy. Besides, when she had needed him the most, he had gone to burn off steam by having sex, and he had doubted her. There was no way she could think of going back to him.

“I’m sorry grace, I know that it may be a little too late to apologize, but that day I had been overwhelmed, okay.” At this point nick had started talking, his eyes changing with the rise of his voice. “I had not expected to have a baby that early. Please give me a chance to make up for everything.”

“Please nick leave before I do something that both of us will regret. Please do not ever come here again.” If grace had known it, she would not have spoken those last words. She did not know how it had happened but she had found herself on the floor. Nick held her forcefully, laying over her body, he held her hands above her head firmly. He then started kissing her ferociously while speaking in rage. “Grace you are mine, you have been mine and no one or anything can change that. I am not the problem, this baby is the one taking you away from me, or is it that man that dropped you off yesterday. Is it because he is rich?

You know you love me and that cannot change grace, your body knows my touch,” Nick said as he moved his hand over her shirt, popping the first two buttons open. He then grabbed her breasts vigorously, while he bent down to kiss her. At this moment all grace could feel was bile piling up in her guts, she felt nauseous. Was it even true that at some point she had enjoyed his touches, all vulgar and forceful?

Struggling to get the man off her, grace kicked her legs while trying to bite his mouth. Nick then increased the pressure of his kiss to biting, while his hands moved further and with more force. Grace felt utterly disgusted and dirty. “Can he make you feel as I did grace, huh? I saw how you looked at him yesterday as he dropped you off. Looking as though you cannot leave each other for a minute, is he the problem.” This ranting ended up with a slap on Grace's face and a slam of her head on the floor.

Afterward, nick picked her up and dragged her to the bed. Shaking wildly, grace landed on the bed with a wimp. Everything was moving too fast that she had was having a problem processing things. Was this how Nicholas had always been. What brought her back to the present was the sound of clothing tearing. He made quick work of tying her hands with a scarf. He then stretched her blouse in his bulging arms ripping it away.

In a renewed frenzy, she tried fighting with all her effort, her arms tied behind her, her legs thrashing everywhere to knee his balls. Her eyes were smarting and tears were clouding her eyes. Shouting as much as she could, the next thing she heard was a stiffing noise in her eardrum. “Shut the fuck up grace. Stop crying and snorting, I love you, baby, you’ve got to want me back. I love you.”