Chapter 3

It’s been three days since that horrible evening and I am healing up nicely. Being black and blue is just another day in my existence. Walking through the club tonight for hopefully the last time, felt eerily satisfying. I no longer felt fear or pain at the prospect of leaving this world behind. I felt relief and hope and that is all I needed to concentrate on.

Surprisingly, I felt absolutely nothing watching Josie fawning all over Victor. Seeing how she rubs herself all over him. No longer was there pain searing through a broken heart, no, there was only relief as the reality of the situation finally sank in. All I have to do is survive one more night, just one more night, then I will be home free.

All my focus should be on more positive things, like getting out of this hell hole in one piece. It is still early but I decide to call it a night regardless. Being sleep deprived is no joke, sharing a bed with that sick son of a bitch made my stomach churn and kept me awake all night, wondering when he will make his move and kill me. I make it to our home and into my bed running through the checklist of things that need to be handled tomorrow before slowly drifting off into a peaceful dream state.

Today was going to be tough. Acting the same after I know that today my life changes forever. God forbid, I wish this nightmare was already over with so that I could just get the hell out of dodge.

There is a shuffling of feet, whispers, and giggling coming from behind the door. That means I have to hurry and hide all the evidence before I get caught red-handed. I sensed Victor before I even saw him as I heard the door close. Luckily I had just put the last of the things away. Panic rose up in me as I felt his hand run down the length of my back.

“Why are you so on edge baby?” he whispered into my ear, making me cringe. Although I could also already sense, that Victor was also a bit on edge today.

“Where did Josie, head off to, I can smell her cheap perfume all over you?” I say, gritting my teeth knowing I will pay for that snide comment but nonetheless getting courage from somewhere deep inside me. Victor opened his eyes as Sabine spoke those words, a sneer forming on his lips.

“Don’t question me baby, or have you already forgotten what happens to people that question or disrespect me? Do you need another reminder?” he questions pulling at my long blonde hair, making me wince as the sharp pain shoots through my scalp.

I shifted impatiently, looking at the broken-bodied girl with large green eyes covered in bruises, staring back at me, God how I have fallen I actually feel sorry for the woman who looks back at me, the woman that is so broken on the outside. Never again will I ever be this broken. Finally, after today, I will lay this part of my life to rest beside the only way to go now is up.

“Sabine, get your ass down here now” Victor yells up at me as I quickly throw my satin robe over my shoulders. I bound down the stairs as quickly as my broken body can carry me, only to see Victor already tapping his foot, impatiently while he waits for me. He grabs a fistful of my hair and flings my small frame effortlessly against the railing so hard, that I am left gasping for air. Trying like hell to breathe and get some much-needed oxygen, back into my deprived lungs.

“Get your shit together and get ready. Doc will be here in half an hour. Cover yourself up for god’s sake woman, you look like shit” he screams, then turns on his heel mumbles something incoherent under his breath, slams the door closed, and just like that I am left all alone. I sink down onto the stair I was standing on and cried. Finally reaching my breaking point.

It has taken twenty minutes to cover up the bruises, my ribs protesting against all the movements I make. I finally put a stop to the pity party I found myself on. Nothing like swallowing down the pain, and acting strong and unbreakable.

Doc has just cleaned the gash in my head, rewrapped my aching ribs then handed over some painkillers and looked at me with pity. “I am so sorry sweetheart, just be careful today okay, I don’t know how much more of this your body can take,” he said running his hand over my arm.

“Don’t Doc I can’t, not right now please” I say back as a lone tear runs down my cheek.

“Okay sweetheart,” Doc says grabbing his bag as he walks out of the room.

Skylar arrived as the Doc was walking out the door. She has come to take me to the office. Pity blazing in her gray eyes, it is the last thing I ever wanted to see. When we were completely alone Skylar looked at me

“Please tell me you are leaving today babe as planned?” she asks full of concern.

“Yes babe drop me off at the office as planned”

Now here I sit in my office for the very last time, catching up on work that I have missed for the few days that I was off. From the corner of her eye she caught movement, Ty is leaning with his hip on the edge of her desk.

“Glad to see you back at work sweet cheeks” he murmurs, sending shivers running up and down her spine. And not shivers in a good way, no repulsed would be more like it.

“Yeah thanks, what can I do for you, Ty?” God forbid that was so the wrong question to be asking him, she added mentally to herself.

When I looked up and saw that Ty was looking at me hungrily, scoping me out from the tip of my head to just below my breasts, his eyes not moving from my cleavage. Licking over his top lip, I knew then and there what Ty had in store for me today.

“Working late today?” he asked finally moving his eyes to look into Sabine’s face. Shouldn’t you be running around for Victor? She mentally added to herself. Ty placed his hand on Sabine’s shoulder rubbing her in a loving manner before placing his mouth right by her ear and whispered,

“Victor is out till after lunch and you know exactly what that means. You do as I say; I don’t want to add more damage to that pretty little face of yours sweet cheeks” He smiled, his eyes glowing with lust as his gaze lingered on her lips. Not long now she kept repeating this mantra over and over again, just enough times to get her through this hell, she was about to experience.

This shit with Ty has been going on and off for years now, just when she thinks she can finally recover then he pops back up and does this shit. Not sure how Victor would feel knowing that his VP and trusted right hand is raping his wife behind his back. As things stand now, the doubt is high that he would actually care.

“Come ride me, Mrs. DeAngelo,” he says pulling her up from her seat. The air got so thick in her office that she felt as if she was battling to breathe. The exhaustion she felt wasn’t due to Ty, she’d been sick of this rollercoaster ride for years now. Her job was going nowhere, she was living in a place she didn’t much care about, she had no friends, other than Sky and her husband was an abusive prick. If she looked ahead five years, all she would see was more of exactly the same routine: or better yet maybe her death.

“You know why I always call you Mrs. DeAngelo?” Ty asked running his fingers through my hair.

“No why?” I ask trying to make my voice sound as even, level, and unaffected as possible.

“Because there is a level of danger knowing that I am fucking what isn’t mine to fuck” he says sucking my earlobe between his lips, before running his tongue over my cheek. Stay calm. Keep it together, I think to myself. Maybe today, someone will walk into the office or need her for something important, and break this shit up.

“Come on sweet cheeks, you’re wasting precious time?” Ty cooed as he became a little restless. “You know you’re going to like it, you always do” Ty grabbed her around her waist, hard, and hastily put her on her office desk. Pushing her skirt above her waist.

She hated the fact that her body reacted and betrayed her this way. Her stomach heaved, bile stinging her throat and she jerked her body at the intrusion of Ty entering her. She closed her eyes and wished the time away. When it was finally all over Ty tucked himself away

“Thanks, Mrs. DeAngelo, till next time,” he says, doing up his fly and walking out of the office, leaving Sabine to clean up the mess and tidy herself up before Victor comes to the shop for lunch.

Sabine hated herself, hated the fact that she couldn’t fight back. Hated that she just gets used this way, and there is nothing she can do about it. At least she can take comfort that this will be the last time that she will be put in this situation.

At 12:15 we all congregated at the club for lunch and drinks as usual. Today though, things feel different. The air is thick and Victor is in a foul mood. Sabine quickly makes an excuse to leave.

“Pres. I am not feeling well, can Sky please take me home?” Victor glares at Sabine and dismisses her with a wave of his hand. Sabine takes a deep breath and walks towards Sky.

“Babe can you please take me home, I am not feeling well and Pres. says it’s fine” After collecting her bag and making sure the paperwork and the memory sticks are hidden on her person, Sabine and Sky head towards the car.

“Everything still according to plan,” Sky says with a small smile playing on her lips. Sabine takes Sky’s hand in hers and gives her a reassuring smile.

“It’s finally over,” Sabine says back. Now it would just be staying alive until she reaches Chris’ place. Melrose Hills here I come, Sabine says to herself.