Chapter 109 Remembering
I try to remember... For some reason my memories a bit foggy. I need to focus. I start small. What was I doing yesterday?
I was at work yesterday, just like I always am... Only this time I'd been harassed by multiple women.
“Why the hell did he waste so much on a ring like that?”
“There is no way they are getting married! He must’ve got her pregnant!”
“He’ll be bored with her within a month!”
Over and over again, women came into the shop only to badmouth me. They wanted to put me down and make me feel insignificant. And it was working.
I started to doubt if I could ever be what Rick really wanted. Because they were right. I was just a flower girl. I didn't have a big future in front of me. I was only trying to do the best I could and rescue my sisters from under my damn aunt's grasp.
Hailey, of course, chased them off for me. Told me Rick loved me and I should never listen to skanks... not in those exact words.
“Don’t go listening to gossip, Josie! Those women are just jealous they couldn’t keep Richard’s attention. And now you have it! They will do anything to get you to leave him!” she tried to convince me.
I came home upset, wanting to take a nap... I was so done with the day. I didn't even think about how hungry I was.
And then I heard the groans... He'd been mumbling nonsense. I didn't understand a damn thing he was saying, but I didn't need to. I knew damn well what those sounds implied.
Rick. Rick and some stupid slut completely ruined all my hope in ever having a happy life.
“I’m just taking care of his needs,” she sneered at me. “You can’t satisfy a man like Richard Kingston. Get lost bitch!”
“You don’t understand...” He slurred. “It’s not what it looks like...”
He looked so desperate for me to believe him. But how the hell could I believe his words when his actions proved him a liar?
He told me it wasn't what it looked like... But he's just like James. Only this time I caught him red handed. Both of them were sleeping around behind my back. I just don't understand it! Why the hell propose if he didn't really want me?
My heart shatters into a million pieces all over again. It hurts! So! Damn! MUCH! Am I really unworthy of being loved? Am some sort of leech that is just better to be tossed aside than cared for? Do I not deserve the same respect as other females?
Is this all because of my aunt? My parents death? My little sisters I've been trying like hell to provide for? JUST WHAT THE FUCK IS IT?
"Why? Why does this keep fucking happening to me?" I wailed as I curled up into a tight ball, sobbing into my knees. Try as I may, I don't understand what the hell is so wrong with me. Why did I end up with this fucking life? Couldn't I, for once in my life, just be normal? Is that really too much to ask?
The door suddenly opens and in steps the dark figure. "I thought I heard you waking up," he rasped. "I've been waiting for you. I'm not a very patient man. I have needs, Josie..."
"Why am I here?" I choke out, refusing to answer any of that bullshit he was spewing a moment ago. I don't really give a damn about any of this fuckers needs!
There is a dark, sinister chuckle. "Isn't it obvious, Josie? You are not good enough for Richard Kingston," he spit out Rick's name.
Why the hell does everyone keep saying that? Shouldn't he be the one to tell me if I'm not good enough for him? Shouldn't he be allowed to have whoever the hell he wants without anyone else interfering? If he thought I was good enough for him... why should anyone else fucking care so damn much?
"So I brought you here. You are a good enough whore for me!" he continued to taunt me. The last bit of his statement sent a shiver of dread running through me.
I was right. This is worse than any damn nightmare I've ever had. And I have a feeling this is going to be a new low for me. My nightmare has finally come to life.
"Who are you?" I demand, even though I'm trembling. I want to at least know who the hell I'm dealing with! Maybe I can convince him I'm not good enough for him either? All I want is to be let go... even if I'm fucking naked and running down a snowy road.