Chapter 33- Harsh Words

Zoe's POV.

"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK, I WILL MARRY HER TODAY"

I gasp at this. This was reckless.

I don't want to get marry. I am not ready.

I swiftly unlock the door. And stomp to Jack. He cut the call when he saw me.

"What do you think you are doing? " I ask him.

"Doing what? " He asks me as if nothing is wrong.

"I heard you, and I already have made myself clear that I don't want to get married now"

He grabs my neck and roughly pushed me on the wall. My eyes widen.

We had about a distance of door between us. "Then tell me my sweet Zoe" He spoke in the voice little louder than whisper causing to erupt Goosebumps on me.

"What are you doing here? Hmm? " He said taking a step towards me.

"Tell me the reason of this constant refusal. Hmm?" Another small step.

"You don't have problem warming my bed when your family clearly hates that, hmm? "

"You love slutting around, don't you? Hmm? " He pressed his crouch on my belly. The sinister look on his face terrified me to no end.

"What's the problem in getting married? Hmm? "

"Or you are not sure because you are warming other men's bed too? Hmm? " He asks slightly tightening his grip on my neck.

At this point I can't help but cry.

"Or are you waiting for that sorry of an excuse Sam? Hmm? " He whispers this part while tightening his grip.

I struggle to breath.

"Now tell me Zoe, what's the reason? Don't I fuck you good? Hmm? " He asks letting go of my neck.

I inhale sharply.

His body detaches from mine. I crumble down on the floor as tears flow freely now.

I saw his steps move out of my sight. A sob escapes my lips. So, this is what he thought. He thought I was slut. That I was slutting around.

What we did was making love to me, but he thought I was slut.

I thought he was protective but. My chain of thought was cut off when I was roughly pulled up by my bicep and yank on the bed.

I panicked.

"Don't worry. I won't be touching you until our marriage. " He spat venomously.

He threw his phone near me, "see this. You asked me how I woke up today, didn't you? "

"Well, this is what I woke up to" He spat.

I grabbed the phone with shaky hands. There were pictures of me with Sam. Holding hands, laughing, him giving me piggyback ride, kissing.

He yanks the phone back, "and an empty bed. I remember sleeping with you last night"

"And the bed was empty when I woke up. Empty"

"And guess where I found you? " He spat.

"Chatting with that Emily. The same Emily that tried to help you run away, right? "

I looked at him dumbstruck.

His breathing was harsh, "I am not a slut" I shout.

"I already told you he is my past" I replied crying.

"Yeah? Past?" He scoffs said and again threw his phone near me.

The picture of me with my friends, me talking with my male friends, greeting them. Hugging them.

"They are my friends" I yell.

He grabs the phone back and threw it on wall.

He kept talking and throwing stuff, but I didn't listen.

I just kept weeping. Crying loudly. I can't help it.

It's too much for me. Everything came crushing to me. Every violent incident from my childhood till now.

Dad hitting mom 2 days back. Aarav turning his back on me. The confession of the girl, if one girl has this painful story then imagine the story of others.

Tears kept streaming down, as his words play in my mind.

Slut...

Warm my bed...

Cheating on him...

I dosed off soon.

I woke up by the constant ringing sound. I groggily looked around to the room was dark.

I sat up remembering the events that happen in last few hours.

"Get up" Jack's voice boom as he enters the room.

I immediately straighten up.

His eyes fall on my hands I followed the suite. There lay the diamond ring.

Anger rose in me.

Without thinking I removed the ring and threw it away.

"Angry, aren't we? " He chuckles

How can he be so calm now when he was acting like lunatic few hours ago?

He moved the curtains away, making me squint in bright light. It was noon only.

When I finally open my eyes, he was sitting beside me, holding the ring.

I move away from him.

"I am sorry" He spoke.

"Leave"

"I am sorry, okay. I lost it. I didn't mean anything I said or did. I just lost it"

"You called me slut"

"And you know I don't mean it"

"No one called me slut, ever" I said, and tears started to fall.

"I am sorry, please don't cry. "

"I should never have let you touch me. You are not a good man. " I yell and jumped out of the bed.

He came rushing to my side and hold my face in his hands, "I am so sorry" He kissed my forehead.

"What can I do to make this right? " He whispers.

I turn my face away.

"Please talk to me, love"

I pushed him away and made my way to washroom. I had severe case of bed hair disaster with tear stains on my face.

Stripping out of his shirt, I took the hottest shower ever. Once satisfied I walk out to see Jack patiently waiting for me.

"Take me home" I whisper.

"Let's just talk first okay?” He said handing me clothes and kissing my forehead.

I turned away, back to bathroom. Once changed I walk out of the bathroom.

"Come" He said extending his hand.

I walked out of the room, he joined soon and placed his hand on the small of my back.

We didn't speak a single word as we made our way to his car.

We sat on the back seat as driver started driving. I could feel his eyes on me the whole ride. While I keep myself busy looking out of the window.

After few minutes’ driver took some unfamiliar turns, panic rose in me.

"Where the hell are you taking me? "