He slammed my head against the cold unyielding glass of the car door with a sharp knock of his palm. Pain seared through my head in vibrations and blood pumped through my hot ears as fear for my life mounted. I could not quite believe that I was here; bundled into a car with a vicious brute I had called my boyfriend for the past few months. How could I let myself sink this low?
Bill's driving was terrifyingly erratic, reflective of his temper as he swung off the main road and hurtled along a narrow country lane. It was gone nine at night and darkness engulfed any view I might have of our whereabouts.
"Please, Bill, please slow down. Let's go home and talk. I love you!" Sheer desperation made me throw out that last sentence, for nothing could be further from the truth. I hated him. Hated the way he looked now too, his face contorted with blind rage, eyes mesmerized by each twist and turn of the road, almost spitting out his breath through clenched teeth. Those ugly crooked teeth.
"You Bitch! I'm going to kill you- I swear!" He screamed turning his head momentarily so his words thundered directly into my ear. Bill's hand flew at my head once again as it crashed into the door. I've got to get out of this car, I've got to get out! My mind was whirring and my whole body ached with gripping terror like I had never felt before. I wanted to open the door and fling myself onto the mercy of the road.
I had recently learnt that this thug had, indeed, killed people for large sums of money in the past. He had admitted as much to me but I didn't really believe him. He was notorious yet his reputation had never reached me in the sleepy village I had grown up in. Agony from loosing a previous love had left my defenses low and Bill flattered me with early declarations of love and adoration. Before I knew it I allowed myself to submerge into his clutches. The violence had started almost immediately after moving in with him and his family. It was over nothing half the time. Tonight was undoubtedly the worst though; for I had wronged him by mindlessly scribbling down another guy's number during a recent trip to a nightclub. He had made me lure this poor innocent man into a meeting and then beaten him to a pulp as I stood by, sickened to my very core that anyone could inflict so many pain on to another. I didn't know if we left him dead or alive as Bill then proceeded to throw me into the car for this wild ride. Now it was my turn.
Bill was eerily calm now as he spoke to me.
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