Roll For Initiative

34. Cassie

I wait until I hear the front door shut to make my escape. I just couldn’t face him after that. We were both a bit heated from all that went down. Plus, with Jayme out there and the stuff I said, I don’t think talking to Jayme right now would have made things any better. I don’t understand why he is being an ass, though. He basically said I was like his sister, so why would he be so mad about another guy? He is frustrating the hell out of me.

My hair is still soaked, but I just want to go home. I’ll do my hair there. I have to figure out what we are doing for food for tonight, too. I grab my bag and pick up my phone to shoot out a text to the group.

Cassie- * Hey. What are we doing for food tonight? *

Ash- * I’m ok with w.e. you guys want. Can you make margaritas, though? I need some magic potion LMFAO. :P*

Sunny- * Pizza? Pizza n margs sound gr8.*

Cassie- * Lucian? *

Lucian- * ...*

It sits there, showing he is typing. Then nothing. Hmm, I guess he is still pissed.

Ash- * Helloooo? LUCIAN? Fooooood. *

Cassie- It’s fine. I’ll get the makings for homemade pizza and margaritas. But someone bring dessert. I’m craving chocolate. ^_^*

Ash- * Bet. Sunny, do you want anything else sweet? I’m going to run and get sweets. *

Sunny- * Anything chocolate sounds good. See y’all tonight. 3*

All right, so pizza and margaritas it is. That will be three times this week I’ve had margaritas. I’m turning into my mother. Ugh, the thought disgusts me. How I spawned from a vile creature like her, I will never know. We are nothing alike.

I lock the door before I head down to my car. Pulling up the nearest Trader Joe's on my maps. They should have everything I need. I’m just about 5 feet from my car when suddenly someone steps in front of me.

"Fuck. Sorry." I look up to see Theo's devilish grin looking down on me. "Oh, hello, Sir." I put my eyes down. It’s one of his main rules. I’m confused as fuck as to how he knew I was here. Does he have a damn tracker on me? Did he follow me to Lucian’s? He puts two fingers under my chin and lifts my face to look at him.

"Hello, little one. Did you have a good night?” He pauses, touching my hair. “Why is your hair wet?” He sounds irritated.

“I took a shower before leaving. I have to run to the grocery store.” I say it a bit too quickly.

He caresses my cheek, cupping it to bring his lips to mine. His kiss is tender and sweet. God, he really is one of the sexiest men I have ever known. Tall, muscular body like a Greek God. He dresses like he just stepped out of a Calvin Klein magazine. His jaw is so defined, and he has the most beautiful green eyes ever. I have no idea why he picked me to be his sub.

His kiss grows more passionate, and he spins us so that my back is against the car. He holds my hip with one hand, and he uses the other to grip around my throat. He uses the force around my throat to fling my head back into my car. It’s a bit rough, and I let out a little cry, which he muffles with his kiss. It doesn’t even stop him. He pushes his leg between mine, knocking them apart, so I’m basically straddling his muscular thigh. He deepens the kiss by releasing my hip and wrapping my hair around his fist, angling my head a different way to get better access to my mouth. I can’t speak. I can’t think. I’m practically grinding against his leg. The friction and contact feel amazing after the last few days. I struggle to breathe, so I try shifting a bit from his grasp. He pulls away slightly, dragging my bottom lip with his teeth. I can taste copper. He slams my head back against the car again. This time, I do cry out.

"Theo. What are you doing? Why are you being so rough."

"I thought you liked it rough, little one. That's what you always say, isn’t it? Harder, faster, make it hurt. I’m only giving my good girl what she asks for." He says. His words oozing with sarcasm. He releases my throat and steps a few feet away. “You are still my good girl, right?”

"Yeah, I like it rough, but not concussion-level rough." I rub the back of my head and try to regain some composure. My whole body is flushed. “And, of course, I’m still your girl, Theo; why would you ask that?” After this morning with Lucian, I debated on not breaking things off with Theo.

"Pshh, you're fine. Anyways, where are your two gentlemen friends? Hmmm? They left without you." Oh, he is jealous. Ok. That explains the attitude.

"Number one, they are just friends. The one is Lucian, I’ve told you about him. The other is his friend and coworker Jayme. And number 2, I drank when we went to dinner last night, so I didn’t feel comfortable driving home."

"Then you call me. I don’t want my girl staying the night at another man’s home. Do I make myself clear?" His voice is laced with warning. Since when is he so hostile? He has always been calm and charming.

"I don’t see what the big deal was. He is just..." I don’t even get to finish the sentence. Theo reaches out, grabs me by the jaw, and slams my head back into the door frame, pinning me against the car. Fuck that hurt.

"Fuck Theo. What the hell." I can barely get the words out from how he is holding my jaw. He has never been violent with me. The bite he left on my lip is bleeding more; the taste is filling my mouth and making me nauseous.

"You need to learn, Cassandra; I will not tolerate you humiliating me by running around behind my back. You are just receiving part of your punishment a day early. I don’t understand what makes you think you can be this disobedient. You need to learn your place in this relationship, bitch." Tears are running down my face now.

"But I’m not being disobedient. We didn’t do anything. We went to the restaurant, came home, watched a movie, then slept. I decided to shower this morning because that’s part of my routine. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!" I’m trying to get him to loosen his grip, but it’s not working.

I can’t stop the tears from falling, not only because of the pain in the back of my head but because I am scared. He has never acted like this before. He holds me tighter by the jaw, leans in, and kisses my lips, then pulls away.

"Good. Apology accepted. Now be a good girl and go home. Your present should be there tonight. I can’t wait to see you wearing it tomorrow. Goodbye, little one. And remember what I said. I don’t want to have this discussion again." He places another kiss along my tear-streaked face. “Oh, and Cassandra, If I find out you did cheat on me, your friend might just have an unfortunate accident. Do I make myself clear?” I can’t manage any words, only a head nod. “Good.” He walks away, gets into his car, and speeds off.

I slide down the side of my car and sit on the ground. I am almost hyperventilating from crying so hard. That was the most violent anyone had ever been with me. I am sure my jaw is going to bruise from how hard he was holding it. I touch the back of my head, wincing. There is a knot there, and it fucking hurts. I need to end things with him, but now I am worried. He either has a tracker on me or is stalking me and is now getting very violent. I don’t want him to go after Lucian. Fuck! If I leave him right now, he will most definitely go after Lucian, and Theo has power, a lot of power. I can’t believe he just threatened his life. How did I never notice how much of a psychopath he is? Ugh! I need to calm down, compose myself, and go get the shit for tonight.

I take a deep breath to stop my panicked breathing. I feel trapped. If I stay, who’s to say he won’t be more violent. But, if I leave, I could be putting Lucian’s life at risk. Maybe I’ll just stick it out. Lucian will be going back to California soon, then he will be safe from Theo. Either way, I will be going to tomorrows event with Theo. I stand and brush myself off, throw my bags into my car, then head toward Trader Joe's. It will all be OK.