Between a rock and a hard place

Between a rock and a hard place
"With a man she despised? The words were like a punch in the stomach.
Yes. But it was more than I expected. Like a little hellcat, she made my life miserable. At first. She cut up my credit cards, threw my phone in the river and burned my car."
"Well," said Amanda . "Looks like the girl knows what's right.
'Sparks flew, despite the rage, and we ended up giving in to temptation. Repeatedly. And somewhere in there, I lost more than my damn mind. I fell in love with her.
"Oh, honey!" exclaimed Amanda as she stroked my hand again with her cold, papery palm.
I thought about staying on the road with her, disappearing with her. But when I let her know that her younger sister would be next in line of succession, she was determined to come home.'
'Has she married him yet?
'No. She has two days left before the wedding.'
'And you're going to stop him? Yes?
How could I? 'You can't go against this man and survive. It would kill me, and possibly her.'
'It will kill you not to try, won't it? If you think she feels the same way about you, it's got to be worth a try. You have to hold on to love, however it presents itself'.
What if you love her and let her go?
Nonsense," said Amanda , making a sweeping motion with her hand. It was said by a coward who refused to defend the one he loved.
I don't think he'll come with me. What about his sister?
Is she worth less than her sister? Should she derail her life for another? No.
My mind swirled with thoughts, regrets and flashes of Amelia . Her sweet, bratty smile, the way she laughed with abandon when she finally let herself go. The way she looked when she was totally relaxed in my arms, her chest heaving as she slept. How I felt when I was with her, could I really let her go? I had been deluding myself into believing that I could.
'If I don't die, we'd have to disappear. Forever.
'Pick a warm place,' Amanda said , putting the lid back on the cookie tin.
Why?
It helps with my arthritis.
What?
If you're going on an adventure, I want to go. I can't spend another ten years fading away in that old house while you go on a big adventure."
Amanda,' I said, ready to talk some sense into her.
Don't call me Amanda . I'm old enough to decide . You're the closest person I have left, and I live for the times when you'll come and bring some life into my house. Besides, you'd really miss my cookies.'
I'd take you away from everything."
She let out a laugh. Away from what, sitting there rotting and watching life go by? You think you're the only one looking out and wishing? No, I'm right there with you. We're both alone and I'm not going to accept you getting up and leaving me here while you run off into the sunset. I'll be there with you."
I gave up arguing. I had an impossibility of getting to Amelia and getting us both out alive. Fuck it. If we made it, Amanda might as well join our band of fugitives.
'That's it, acceptance. Now go save your girl. If you get yourself killed, I'll be very disappointed. I'll pack my bags and be ready to go.'
She was a crazy old woman, but wonderful.
AMELIA
The television flickered to my left with images I couldn't focus on, to which I had become desensitized. The idle chatter of reality show contestants stung my ears as I lay on the couch and stared at the ceiling. There were twenty recessed lights above me. I had counted them, as well as anything else I could count to pass the time.
The second week had passed with hardly anything to entertain me. I hadn't gotten my phone back when I got home, and there was no other device accessible online in the apartment. All I had was the TV and the cheerful people on it, with their lack of problems. I picked up the remote and flipped through the channels, grunted as I found that I didn't like anything, and tossed the remote aside in annoyance.
The door opened and I sat up, ready to approach Mery for news from the outside. Maybe even ask about Edward ...
My eyes widened as William stood there, the door shut behind him and latched with a heart-stopping click.
What the hell was he doing there?
You shouldn't be here," I said, my pulse pounding in the back of my neck as he approached me.
What's a few days between boyfriend and girlfriend? said William, a caramel smile on his face. After all, it's my apartment.
He loosened his tie and his thick fingers dragged it loose around his neck. When he sat down heavily on the couch next to me, I shifted to the left, making a space between us.
"You're supposed to leave me alone until the wedding.
'That's right. but seeing as you've been whoring yourself out with the help, I thought you weren't one for rules.'
I wasn't. My words were forced, anger burning in my chest, but knowing it wasn't safe for me to step out of line. I had no doubt he would hit me again.
I don't blame you. Your mother was the same way. It's in her blood. But look where it got her. Take it as a warning. I will not tolerate deception. Seek your pleasure elsewhere and you'll end up without the organs to feel pleasure. Fuck me and you could end up in a shallow grave." His words were soft, almost affectionate, as he reached out and stroked my thigh, making me gag.
My body froze as he reached between my thighs, stroking me until he embraced me, pressing his body against my side as he breathed in my ear. Repulsion made me shiver, made me want to reach out and rip his face from my skull. This is mine. No one will ever touch your pussy again. I'll fuck you whenever and however I want, and you'll thank me forever."
A sob choked me as he added more pressure, pressing his fingers against my leggings.
I can feel your heat, Amelia . You're going to be a good fuck. Oh, and look, tears too. She leaned to the side and licked my cheek, catching the escaping tear and moaning in a way that turned my stomach. I needed to get away. I needed help. My favorite.
Stop," I whispered.
No," he said, rubbing me in a way that made me want to curl up in a corner and cry.
Please. I don't want it like this. I closed my eyes as he shifted his weight against me and his hard cock pushed meekly into my thigh.
'I don't know how much you don't understand that I don't care what I want. I take what I want. You will give it to me willingly or unwillingly. It makes no difference. If you resist, I'll chain you up good. If you cry, you'll only get my cock harder. If I want to, you'll fall to your knees with a snap of my fingers and swallow me no matter who I'm meeting with.' His fingers squeezed me harder, making me writhe in pain. 'Even in front of your fucking brothers. And you will do it or face the consequences.'