“The bed or here on the floor?” he asked, taking his foot off hers. She rolled her head forward, her face contorted in pain and the tears had rolled down the sides of her face. She looked at him confused.
“What?”
He sighed and his hands reached for the belt around his waist holding up his trousers and in one skillful move, he had the leather free and on the floor. His fingers fumbled with the buttons.
Cheryl’s eyes widened as the question he had asked her earlier began to make sense in her head.
“Stay away from me!” she screamed and kicked him in the knee with the sole of her feet which caused him to loose balance and he came down on the floor, nearly falling on top of her. She went quiet instantly but still sobbed.
His eyes shot to her and be bared his fangs at her, she gathered whatever courage she could find and tried to push him off, allowing her own fangs to drop down as she bared them at him too.
“Get the fuck away from me!” she yelled and scratched his face.
Jeremy’s jaw clenched in anger and he grabbed both her hands, holding them together by the wrist and then pressed them into her abdomen. Cheryl gasped for air but would not stop screaming at him to get away from her.
Jeremy hissed and brought his open palm down hard across her face, causing her to go silent immediately. Her face remained turned away from him after the slap as she kept on sobbing and silently pleading with him.
“You should learn to expect no mercies from me Cheryl.” he said to her in a relatively low voice that was far from being calm. He brought his mouth close to her neck as he sniffed her hungrily. “You are the reason I have lost my sanity, my mother, my love…” he gritted his teeth. “…everything!”
“I’m sorry…” she whimpered and closed her eyes, repeating herself over and over again. “I’m sorry.”
Jeremy chuckled and lifted his upper body off from her. “It is a lot too late for that now Cheryl. You cannot be sorry and expect that everything would fall back in place and go back to normal!”
“I didn’t know-”
“And that is your problem Cheryl! You never know! Yet you do it anyway, with that brain of yours tightly packed with sand! You just do things without thinking of the consequences! You killed my mother who loved you like a daughter!”
“I didn’t kill her!” she yelled back still crying. “It was an accident!”
“Which you caused!” he slapped her again and his palms fisted as his whole body vibrated in anger. God! He just wanted to force his hand into her chest and squeeze her heart. Killing her would not bring back his mother, it would not bring back the years he had lost with Donna, but seeing her in pain did alleviate him somehow. He groaned.
“Come here!” he yelled and yanked her off the floor, picked her up and held her up on his shoulder even as she trashed about, punching and scratching his back. He walked to the bed and tossed her on it, immediately getting on top of her. He grabbed her hands and quickly shackled them to the head board.
Cheryl’s eyes darted to the shackles which she had not noticed there before and her surprised and wide eyes fell on Jeremy who straddled her.
“Surprised?” he grabbed the edge of her dress around the neck and pulled, ripping the material and exposing her chest to him. He smiled. “Got them recently, specially for you, and specially for moments such as this.”
“Jeremy please…” she began to cry and beg him. “Please!”
He grabbed her suddenly by the neck and lifted her head sightly to meet his which he had lowered. “Your pleas are falling on completely deaf ears Cheryl. Completely deaf!”
He pushed her back down on the bed and she turned her face away from him as she cried and sobbed, still pleading and begging him.
“I for one don’t want you leaving this marriage.” he said to her and she slowly turned her face to him, he smirked down at her, rolled away and off the bed as he undid the buttons on his trousers and pulled them off, pulling off his briefs with it so that he now stood completely naked.
“Because my dear Cheryl,” he got on the bed and ran a finger from her chin, down her neck and to her exposed chest. “No one can punish you rightly as I would.”
He grabbed her dress and ripped it all the way so that her body laid exposed to him, his eyes went up her body to her face that was turned away from him. He frowned as the earlier rage he had in him had now died down.
“I do not find you in the lease bit attractive.” he said to her but she didn’t turn her face to look at him.
“Just get it over with.” she said and closed her eyes.
He sighed and got off from her, rolling out of the bed. He picked up his clothes and made his way towards the walk in closet, he emerged few minutes later, fully dressed in new clothes.
Cheryl watched him, confusion in her eyes. “What are you doing?”
He walked to his working table, picked up his phone and briefcase and walked back closer to the bed. “I’m off to work.”
She yanked on the cuffs shackling her to the bed. “And you’re going to leave me like this? Here like this?!”
He nodded, loosening his tie so he could unbutton the top button then fixed his cuffs.
“Jeremy!” she struggled. “You have to take this off! I’m undressed!”
“Yeah, I can see that.” he checked his wrist watch for time. “Stay put like a good wife and maybe when I get back I might actually get aroused seeing you in that position.”
He walked for the door and stepped out of the room despite Cheryl’s screams of protest, that brought a smile to his face and he shut the door behind him, he considered locking the door but he thought otherwise.
“She’s not going anywhere anyway.” he grinned.