Tossed Between Her Defiant Mates By Alexis Dee (Book 2)
Chapter 110 I Lost My Trust In Him (Genevieve Swan)
Stunned, I remained in the bathroom for several moments, tears streaming down my cheeks. It was a moment of sheer horror for me. The truth finally dawned on me–Caspian’s intention in bringing us to the motel for a shower was to prevent me and the others from discovering what he had done.
How could he believe I would never uncover the truth?
Perhaps that was the twisted part. He was aware he could manipulate me, causing me to overlook the troubling aspects, just as he had done in the past.
I began to breathe quickly, feeling like my world was falling apart. All this time, I believed these men were meant to keep me safe and care for me. But he did something that even others hadn’t done to me. He took away my ability to say ‘no.’
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“Gen! Are you alright?” he knocked on the door and asked with worry. The frightened tone in his voice was proof of how guilty he felt.
He probably realized that I had figured things out by now. He wanted to know if I was okay. How about I just tell him that? I flung the door open and hurried outside to face him. He immediately backed down under my intense stare. “What happened? You haven’t showered yet?” he asked, his eyes avoiding that area.
“Why would I, huh? Tell me why?” I broke down immediately, but then I took a deep breath and calmed my nerves, giving him another stern look. “I don’t understand what you mean. So that we can go home,” as soon as he started talking, I realized how much I despised his voice now.
Without delay, I lunged at him and grabbed him by his collar. There was no shock or surprise in his eyes. He knew what he had done, and he looked guilty.
“What have you done? How could you take that away from me?” I started crying almost instantly, and the moment he grabbed me by my arms and began talking, the ground beneath me felt unsteady.
“I’m sorry. I just didn’t know it would lead to this–,”
I let go of his collar and stepped back. Perhaps I was hoping he would say something to put me at ease. But now that he was outright apologizing, I could tell my assumptions were correct.
“You ra—ped me,” I yelled and fell to my knees, but before I could reach the floor, he caught me and held me up by my arms.
“Listen, please don’t–” he didn’t even know what else to say as he pulled me to my feet and attempted to hug me. “Get away from me, you awful monster. I hate you, I hate your smell,” I started sobbing and struck him on the c*hest.
It was the moment of terror and also despair. The men my father chose for me took away my life. Because not only did he steal my virginity, but he didn’t care about the prophecy. Now I will die at the age of 23 while he gets to dryly apologize?
“I don’t know how to explain it to you but I didn’t do anything,” he began to stammer but also started denying the moment he acknowledged that I wasn’t calming down.
“You didn’t do anything? Then tell me, why am I in this condition?” I yelled, screaming and backing away from him. he no longer made me feel secured.
The fact that I left the comfort of my house to make sure he doesn’t end up in any mess just makes this situation even sadder.
“You f*ucking drugged me and dragged me into your car—you abducted me just so that you can take your frustration out on me. Did you not care about anything else? Was it all you wanted? Then congratulations, not only did you ruin my mental peace but you killed me,” I sobbed and hugged myself, slowly sliding against the wall and sitting with my knees bent closer to my c*hest.
“I did—I did drug you but I was trying to do what Bellamy once did. I wanted to do something special for you so —I pretended to kidnap you but then you started throwing a fit and I reckoned if I made you sleep for a few minutes and let you wake up to a surprise-,” he was breathing profusely and running hand through his hair when I intervened him. “I did wake up to a surprise,” I yelled.
“How did you think I would react to being drugged?” I was not sure how else to properly convey my emotions.
So much was wrong about this situation.
“I didn’t know—I just tried to do what Bellamy did when he took you to your mother’s grave. I wanted to make you feel like you got abducted and then waking you up to a beautiful day out,” he knelt down near the bed, trying not to get too close to me because I wasn’t going to tolerate it anymore.
I was lost in my own world of sorrow now. What can even be done now? “You raped me, Caspian. You proved that the only thing that mattered to you was to be my first. But do you really think you can count on it anymore? you are not my first but the worst. I should have known you were trouble the very first night you kissed me and then insulted me. I should have known you are not trust worthy from the night you sneaked into my phone,” everything was now coming back to me. All the red flags that I ignored.
There was no way I could ever forgive him for that.
It was over between us but how the hell would I get rid of him without telling Monique what happened?
My head was spiraling and all I could do was to hide my face in my hands. “I didn’t t*ouch you.”
And then his new statement hit my ears.