In the Mind of Misty (8 page)

“
Then beg for me.”

Vince took a deep breath. He knew the only way she would co
me out is if he begged for her. He never begged for anything before. She was making him do things he never done before and he didn’t like it.

“
Misty I need you please give yourself to me.” He heard Misty unlock the door. She stepped out and he grabbed her.

Misty gasps she knew the consequences
. “Don’t ever make me beg Misty,” and his lips found hers. But he wasn’t aggressive, he didn’t hurt her. They made their way back into the bedroom. He was gentle and Misty didn’t know what to think. She was expecting something totally different. Vince knew she would be nervous and was expecting something else. He wanted to show her he could control himself. Even after what she done. He did feel himself get angry. He felt like he was going to lose control. But he had to stop and remind himself, that if he wanted her, he had to prove he could control himself.

Time was going by faster
than he thought and he still had to convince her.

After that night Vince noticed a change in Misty. She became more playful and loving. She didn
’t seem to be scared of him anymore. And when she did upset him, she didn’t cower away like she used to. She would tell him she loved him, but for some reason, he couldn’t say it back anymore. He felt it, he told her he loved her a couple times, when he was after her. But now he couldn’t say it. Did he really love her after all? Was his fascination with her over? Did he break her down to what he wanted? All he really wanted was her not to be scared of him and now she isn’t. Now that he got what he wanted does he want to end it? But then that day at the fair came into play. Why did he get so upset? He decided to step out on her to see if he could get satisfied. He wanted to see if he felt guilt. When he did he wasn’t satisfied. He thought maybe it was the woman he was with.

Misty was working a lot and Vince was careful. She didn
’t notice the first time. But when he got home to Misty, he loved her with great passion. It took her breath away and his. Misty didn’t know what got into him. Vince thought he would do it again and again he was careful. Misty didn’t notice. Again he loved her with great passion and she asked him.

“
Vince what has gotten into you?” she said breathless.

Vince didn
’t know what gotten into him. He couldn’t explain it. Was he feeling guilty? Was he trying to make it up to her?

Again Vince went out
. But this time he was a little careless. The woman wore heavy perfume and Vince didn’t realize she left a mark on him. When he got home to Misty and crawled in next to her, she could smell it.

“
What’s that smell?” and she sniffed.

“
I don’t smell anything Misty,” and Vince grabbed her.

Misty pushed him away and turned on the light. She looked at him and saw a mark on his neck. She jumped up and pointed at him.
“You been out with another woman!” she cried. She quickly picked up his shirt and sniffed it. “How many Vince, how many times!” she shouted shaking his shirt at him.

He got up and looked in the mirror. He saw the mark.
He started walking towards her. “Misty please understand…” he started

“
Understand what! Is that why you have loved me the way you have? You have been feeling guilty!?” she cried.

“
I wanted to know if another woman could satisfy me.” Vince said and he reached for her.

Misty back up and hit him across the face and Vince lost it.

“Don’t you ever strike me!” he shouted. He pushed her up against the wall. He grabbed her arms. He put them above her head and held her there. He had them stretched so high, her feet where barley touching the floor. He took his other hand and grabbed her face. He went to kiss her and she turned her head. He separated her legs and stepped between them.

“
Tell me you’re sorry Misty.” He said in a chilling voice.

“
No, never!” she shouted and turned her head. He turned her head back. He was squeezing her face tight. She was fighting him.

“
Tell me!” he shouted again. He went to kiss her and she turned again. She was breathing hard. He let go of her face. “You will tell me”. And he grabbed her breast and he wasn’t gentle. Misty refused to say she was sorry. She started to cry. He was hurting her. He stretched her arms even farther. She thought he was going to pull them out of her sockets.

“
Stop it Vince stop it!”

“
Tell me you sorry,” he growled and pulled her head back.

“
Never!” she cried.

He grabbed her face again and said
. “Then you will pay Misty.”

Misty had no idea what he was going to do next. Then she felt him get closer
.

“
No Vince please don’t…” then she screeched. When he was done with her, he released her. She fell to the floor in a heap. She lay there whimpering. Vince walked back over to the bed. He sat down leaned back up against the wall. He just looked at her, lying in a heap.

In the morning he awoke, he jumped.  He looked on the floor. His stomach turned in knots. He choked, when he saw her laying there on the floor, naked, in a heap. He got up and went to her. He touched her and her skin was cold.

“Misty,” he called and turned her over. Her face was swollen. She had marks on her. He called her name again and she opened her eyes. She stared at him and turned her head.

Her stare was distant and cold. He helped her to her feet. Her face was expressionless. He got her a robe and covered her. He walked her into the kitchen and sat her down. She just sat there. Not saying a word not making a noise, nothing. He went in and got dressed and came back out. He tried talking to her but nothing. He heard a knock on the door and it was Kimmy and Mark. Vince was freaked out. He didn
’t know what to do. He could say she was sick! He thought that would work. Vince took a deep breath and answered the door. Before he could say anything Kimmy pushed through.
“Misty look what I found,” and she ran up to her sister.

Kimmy was horrified when she saw Misty. She screamed for Mark. Her eyes filled with tears
. “What did you do to her you bastard!” she shouted and she grabbed her sister.

Mark came running in. She saw Kimmy rocking Misty. He saw the horrified look on
Kimmys face. He looked at Misty and he was shocked. He looked at Vince.

Vince started walking up to them
. “Get out of here!” Kimmy screamed.

“
Please I…” Vince started.

Mark stopped him
. “Leave Vince and don’t come back here.”

“
Is that a threat Mark?”

“
No, but take it as you want,” Mark glared at him.

Vince looked at Kimmy
. “I should have never, talked her into getting back with you!” she snapped.

Vince turned to leave. As he was walking out he stopped
. “I don’t remember doing it,” he said and he walked out.

It took Misty a long time to recover. When she did, she wanted to leave the area. She wanted to go someplace she never would run into Vince again. She took a job in a bigger city and moved. Kimmy took over her old house. She didn’t give Kimmy her address or phone number. She was always afraid Vince would get it somehow. Misty always called back home though, to keep in touch. It’s been almost a year now. Misty still carried the scars but, she learned to live with them. Vince on the other hand had greater problems. He never did get over what he done to Misty. He loved her so much. As time went by he remembered bits and pieces. He had to find out the cause. Kimmy wouldn’t even speak to him or look at him anymore. Mark kept his distance as well. It was really eating Vince up inside and he disappeared for a while.

It was Misty and
Kimmys parent’s anniversary. They were throwing a party. Misty wanted to come but she was afraid. Kimmy told Misty that Vince was gone. No-one has seen him in a while. So Misty got brave and drove out. They had a wonderful time and a lot of pictures were taken. Misty was getting nervous though, so she made the trip short and headed back.

A few days later Vince reappears. He went over to Marks to talk to him. When he got there he saw the pictures on his table. Mark picked them up for Kimmy. Mark was in the bathroom and Vince started looking at them. When he saw Misty he teared. Mark came out and saw Vince looking at them.

“What do you think you’re doing Vince?” he went to grab the pictures. Then he noticed the tears.

“
She is so beautiful.” Vince said.

“
She is happy Vince. Leave her alone.”

Vince cleared his throat
. “I love her Mark,” he looked at him.

“
It’s a little too late for that Vince.”

Just then Kimmy walked in and saw Vince. She saw him looking at the pictures. She went up and grabbed them.
“Leave my sister alone,” she snapped at Vince.

“
Kimmy please,” Mark said.

“
Not after what he done to her no Kimmy please.” She looked at Mark.

“
Can’t I have one picture Kimmy?” Vince asked.

“
Not one Vince. You don’t deserve one!” she snapped and walked out the door. Mark followed her. Vince put his head down.

“
What is he doing here?” Kimmy questioned Mark.

“
I don’t know Kimmy”.

Vince could hear their voices fading as they walked away. As Vince was looking down he saw a picture he picked it up and smiled. He quickly put it in his pocket. A short while later he heard Kimmy leave and Mark came back in.

“What are you doing here Vince?”

“
I came to talk to you Mark. I came to explain.”

“
Explain what?”

“
Why I did what I did.”

“
And why would that be Vince? Because you could? It made you feel good to hurt her or what?” Mark glared at him.

“
No Mark, no I could never figure out why I hurt Misty. I never could remember doing most things to her. Remember at the fair?”

“
Yes.”

“
I remember seeing her being kissed. The next thing I remember is Kimmys voice and feeling your hand on me. I don’t remember anything between.” He looked at Mark.

“
Vince you went to go after her. You said get your hands off her she is mine. You freaked us both out.” Mark looked at him.

“
I don’t remember it all I remember is darkness Mark. All I remember is darkness when I did things to her.” He looked at the table.

“
You need to get checked man.”

Vince looked up at him
. “I did. That’s why I have been gone,” and he looked back down. Mark stood there for a few seconds. He could tell Vince needed to talk to him about this. Vince pulled out the picture of Misty and looked at it.

“
You stole that Vince.”

“
No it was on the floor I picked it up.”

“
Okay Vince what’s going on,” he looked at him and sat back down.

“
At first I thought I might need mental help. I went home to blame the parents,” he sort of chuckled

“
Yeah don’t we all blame our parents.”

“
At first I treated Misty like the rest. Then things got out of hand and I didn’t realize it. I couldn’t remember things. Then I saw a girl and a guy fighting at a party. And the way he grabbed the girl and made her look at him. Were the same reactions Misty had. But I didn’t remember I just didn’t remember. I asked her if I hurt her and she freaked out. I started paying more attention. When I started getting upset I would feel my blood rush weird feelings. I had to calm down. And the feelings would go away. I just thought I had to learn to control my temper or whatever it was.” He looked at Mark.

“
Why did you feel like that towards her?”

Vince chuckled a little
. “Because I did love her and didn’t want to admit it. She told me that. She said in order for this to stop I had to admit it. She said I was punishing her for me falling in love with her. I told her why I would do that. She said if I had a better answer let her know. I thought she was right.” Vince just stared at her picture.

“
But she wasn’t right?”

“
No, I thought she was and it worked for a while. I stepped out on her a few times. She caught me and got so upset. She slapped me, I lost it. I don’t remember what I did to her that night. That’s when you and Kimmy came over.” Vince looked up at him.

“
Okay Vince I get the picture. So what caused it all?”

“
Well when they say love hurts they meant it.” Vince replied and looked at him.