Why is it always him?

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CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

JENNIFER POV,

"You wanted to know that actually what happened last night, right? Then let me tell you little Jenny. You and I had a night full of passion and obsession. You were begging me for more. You were screaming my name at your full lungs in pleasure but you know what, what's the main point? I enjoyed yourself at my full will."

As he said those words my world turned upside down. Why? Why again and again my pride, my dignity my self respect my everything being crushed by him, being taken by him? Why is it always him who took advantage of me?

Memories of what happened to me from starting to till now all started to burst in my mind and in every memory, It was me who got hurt by him.

Then again the thought of what happened last night formed tears in my eyes. I wasn't ready to handle all this again and again. I'm also a leaving being like others have feelings of hurt like others, but now it happened and I can't do anything to change it.

Tears started to fell on my sides, I couldn't hold it in this time. This time I was broke more than before so I let them fall freely on both sides. This time I free myself to release all those bad memories which I can't hold back anymore.

As my tears started to fell, a smile of satisfaction formed on William's face. I knew this. I knew that he wanted to break me down. And then congrats Mr. William Vernanda you succeed this time. This time you hurt me again but with much more force than before.

His eyes were shimmering with his victory. With his win over my loss.

His face looked like an open book. Anyone can read it.

"By the way, are you hurt down there?" he asked signaling with his finger down there having a fake concern in his eyes for me.

He brushed my cheeks with his knuckle to wipe off some of my tears.

"I'm really sorry baby I was telling you to stop but it was you who asked for more and more. So, basically, I'm not at fault but you," he said tried to have a concern in his voice but even after trying his best the sarcasm was still in his voice.

His every single word, every coming word from his mouth was like a sharp knife for me who was stabbing me continuously without having mercy on me.

"You... You stay away from me."

Lying beneath him was like open torture for me. I started to move here and there just to stay away from him and his excitement for seeing me in pain made the smile on his face bigger.

He was feeling pure pleasure through my pain. I can't believe someone like him even exists in this world.

Maybe that's also the reason why his ex left him alone. She also can't handle someone as psycho as him.

God, I can't lay under him more now, or else I don't know what I'll do. I was moving unconditionally which was making both of us annoyed.

"I like to see you try that S*UT" his words cut harder making me feel more worst than I was already feeling.

Bastard.

He let go of my hand after saying those words. The strong face that I was holding up from the starting was now started to crack little by little.

(William felt disturbed in his heart after seeing her like this and then again he pushed all those thoughts away back in his mind locking them there forever and let his victory drive over him.)

I rolled to my side still having some tears left on my face. I wasn't feeling different it was like just nothing had happened or it was because now after all that happened I can't feel anything anymore.

It all seems a nightmare to me but still if someone has a nightmare he also had hope that in the morning someone wakes him up and everything turns right again but my nightmare is like my shadow from which I can never free myself which I can never wake up.

How can William lie about something so important? In his eyes am I even dirtier than some s*ut?

I just laid there don't feel like getting up. The biggest thing was why I don't remember anything except the talk about his ex-girlfriend?

I have to know about his past. In this way, I can use his past to free myself from this jail. But how? From whom I can ask for help?

Maybe if I know about his past I could use it to secure myself.

I hate him. I hate William Vernanda the most. Just once if once I get the chance to make him pay for his deeds I'll never regret having that chance.

After lying there for the past 2 hours I again gather all energy to stand up and went towards the bathroom. That day I took a really long bath and give some relief to myself from all these recent incidents.