Rule(89)

“Take care girly.”

“I always try.”

My new car was awesome; I’m not going to lie.  It purred like all good sports cars should but had no trouble navigating the snowy and icy downtown streets as I made my way all the way across town to my apartment letting The Avett Brothers sing me really sad songs about broken hearts all the way.  It was late, well after midnight so there wasn’t really anybody out and about considering it wasn’t a weekend.  A dog was barking from somewhere and I shivered involuntarily as I climbed out of the SUV because it was cold and dark so I automatically hated this part of my trip home and it just drove home the point that I was really and truly on my own now and that just burned deep in my gut.  I was lucky to get a spot right in front of the building and scurried to the security door because my uniform wasn’t meant to be worn outside even at the tail end of a Denver winter and punched in the code.

I blew warm breath on my fingers and dug around in my purse for my keys.  Normally I had them out a ready to go but lately I had been so distracted by all the noise in my head and the heavy weight in my chest that maintaining my personal safety had fallen somewhere towards the bottom of the priority ladder.  I had just pushed the key in the lock and was getting ready to turn the deadbolt when a deep voice said my name from over my shoulder.  For a split second I was excited, unbridled relief flooding through me because the only guy that I figured would be waiting at my apartment for me was Rule, plus he knew the code to get in from when we were dating, but before I could turn around and do anything hard hands grabbed me by the back of the neck and shoved me face first into the door.  I gasped in shock, some part of my brain flashing that I should be screaming for help right now but the door swung open with the flick of a wrist decked out in an all too familiar Tag Heuer watch and I went stumbling forward as rough hands pushed me inside.

My purse went flying and I was so stunned to see Gabe standing before looking as pressed and polished as usual, but with crazy eyes and a demented grin on his face that I couldn’t even move.

“How did you get in here?”  I knew this wasn’t good.  I wasn’t safe with him, didn’t want to be alone with him at all but the apartment was tiny and there weren’t many options to run to.  I had mace in my purse on the floor and the Taser Rule had bought me was resting uselessly in my new car, and right about now I was really regretting I hadn’t let Rule leave his gun over here all the times he had asked when we were seeing each other.

Gabe ran obviously agitated hands through his dark hair and watched me like any other predator watched its intended prey.  “I told your mother that we were working towards reconciliation and wanted to surprise you.  She gave me the code.  I followed you home from work since the freak is obviously out of the picture and the military monkey hasn’t been around I figured now was as good a time as any for us to get on the same page.”  He was so cold, so matter of fact I didn’t even think he understood he had just forced his way into my apartment and that I was trembling in fear.  I crossed my arms over my chest to try and bluff away some of the terror I was feeling but he just continued to watch me like he was mentally taking me apart.

“We aren’t even reading from the same book, Gabe.  You need to go because in like two seconds I’m about to start screaming my damn head off.”

He shook his head and made a tisk-tisk sound.  “Well you see Shaw things have really gone to shit for me.  Ever since your thug of a boyfriend made me look like a pansy and my dad pulled the plug on my credit cards because of that little stunt you pulled with the restraining order things have been going downhill.  I’m failing my political theory class, my fraternity wants me out because apparently it’s not okay to let some guy with the IQ of a sewer rat make you look like a sucker on your own campus, my parents are furious with me over the restraining order and the internship with your mother’s campaign I wanted fell through because she simply didn’t have time to get it together.  So you see Shaw, ever since you decided to be a selfish whore and turn your back on all the great things we could have I’ve been having to work double time to get what I deserve.”

He was crazy, flat-out off his freaking rocker.  I was trying to edge away from him because I knew if he moved close enough to get his hands on me things were going to go from terrifying to unimaginable horrible.

“I’m sorry you’re having a hard time with things Gabe but you shouldn’t have messed with my car.  It pushed Rule over the edge.  I told you to leave me alone or you wouldn’t like what he was going to do.”

I shrieked because apparently bringing up Rule was the wrong thing to say.  Gabe moved faster than I would have thought he was able to.  He chased me as I peddled backward trying to keep as much space between us as I could.  Unfortunately he caught me in the living room and even though I fought he was just bigger and stronger so he grabbed me by the throat and we struggled all the way to the floor.  I kicked an end table over which made a huge racket and earned me a back hand across the cheek that split the side of my lip open.  He sat all the way across my middle, pinning my arms to my sides and wrapped a hand around my throat.  My eyes were watering from the tears of fear and the struggle I was now having breathing.  I clawed at his squeezing hands and flailed my legs but he just bent over me and continued to tighten his hands around my neck.