Obsessed-Chapter 5

He came tonight, I knew he would, and I was waiting for him.  He was in some kind of weird mood, and I knew that if we made love, he would be savage.  "Hi Vivian, I missed you, I thought about you all day, wanting you so bad."  He came behind me and hugged me, and I could feel his erection press against my back.  I got away from him and went into the kitchen and he followed.  I could feel his eyes burning into my back. "Want some wine baby?" I poured him a glass, and he sipped from it.  I had been sipping from it on and off all day, so caught up in my depression, and trying to hide it from Alvin wasn't easy.  "You look nice with your hair straightened."  I had straightened my hair, it was now down to the small of my back.  I had to break the ice, I knew something was up.  I sat at the table and waited for him to talk.  He looked me in the eyes, and I knew something was different about Alvin.  He used to be a bit possessive, even with Lisa, before our affair started, but he was always sweet.  He changed, he lost his sweet side, he recently became more savage in his love making.  Not that I minded that, but I knew something was up.  His body was even different from working out, trying to look for me he said, I had lost 54 pounds since we started our affair, some of it out of depression over Alex.  He looked me in the eyes and dropped the bomb.  "Listen carefully, and don't interrupt me, Lisa knows that I'm having an affair, but she doesn't know that its you, we had a fight this morning."  I gulped, and my pulse sped up, so Lisa knew, I still didn't think it would make it easier when I spoke with her.  I finally reached her and we decided to meet tomorrow and talk.  She said she had to talk to me, and it was time for me to confess to her.  "She knows,how, did you give it away."  He stood up pacing the kitchen, passing his hand through his hair.  "You know I didn't, I usually took showers before I went to work, and now I take them every morning when I get home, after spending the night fucking you."  He seemed to be getting angry, like he was on the edge.  And he was pissing me off.  "You don't have to speak to me like that Alvin, I just asked you a simple question."  "Listen Vivian, don't you start with me too or you will regret it."  He was standing in front of me, and I looked at him and said," you aren't my father Alvin, I can do whatever I want you don't control me, you don't own me.  And now that we are talking, I want to tell you that I think its time for us to end this.  This affair has been crazy, and Lisa doesn't deserve it."  He started to shake me. "You're fucking someone else aren't you, AREN'T YOU, you bitch."  He then slapped me.   And with that he set something off in me, and I slapped him, and then slapped him again, hard.  "Mother fucker, don't you ever, EVER hit me again, or YOU will regret it, I'm not some bitch you can slap around, and if you really loved me you wouldn't do it, try again, and I'll fucking cut your dick off.  No I'm not with anyone else, but you have changed, and I don't feel the same about you. You are obsessed and its scaring me, you call me all the time, you fuck me all the time, like you never get enough.  I can't take it anymore, I can't take you calling my job, I can't take the horrible guilt anymore."  He stood silent, shocked that I hit him, and then he spoke.  "You're still in love with Lisa, aren't you?  I know about that brief relationship you two had, well if that's what you want then that's fine, I can fuck you both and I wont have to hide it anymore.  You know I love you, I can't stop thinking about you because I'm in love with you, I can't stop fucking you because I love you, I need you Vivian, I need you."  The nerve of him saying he'd fuck us both.  In his dream!  But he hit too close, I did still love and want Lisa.  But that wasn't all of it, if he wasn't obsessed with me, and wasn't with Lisa, I'd have stayed with him, but something was wrong with Alvin, terribly wrong.  He came and kissed me, and slide his hand under my shirt to cup my breast, and I backed away.  "I don't want to make love Alvin, I was serious, I want to end this, we are over, get out of my house please, don't make this harder than it has to be."  He grabbed my hair,"this isn't over, it will never be over, I own you, you are mine, you belong to me Vivian."  He started to drag me to the bedroom, and threw me on the bed.  I slapped him, and he punched me right below my left eye.  I yelped in pain, and got up, I scratched him and slapped him, I pulled his hair, I tried to kick him, but nothing helped.  He was going to rape me.  He threw me on the bed again, and brutally took off my panties, I began to cry, and told him not to do this, but he was insane, and didn't hear anything.  He unzipped his pants, and drew himself out.  I reached behind me, I had a gun under my pillow.  Something told me to buy one, and it's a good thing I did.  I tried to kick him to throw him off while I reached for the gun but he just grabbed my leg, and slide inside me.  That's when my hand touched the gun, and I gripped it.  "God you feel so good Vivian, so good, keep saying you'll leave me and I"ll kill you, I'll kill you." He pumped in and out of me, and his hands grabbed my neck and began to squeeze.  I couldn't breathe. "I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you, if you leave me."  I knew he was close to coming.  He release my neck, and I gasped out of breathe.  I took the gun and pointed it at his head.  He stopped suddenly. I took the safety off the gun.  "Get the fuck out of me asshole."  He slowly slide out, and looked like he'd reach for the gun.  "Try to reach for this gun, and I will fucking shoot you in your dick, I mean it.  Now get dressed, and get the hell out of here, I never want to see you again.  If you ever show up here, I fucking shoot you, I won't even call the cops.  And if I find out that you hurt Lisa, I'll kill you."  He zipped himself up.  "You'll kill me, you'll kill me?  Do you think I'll leave you alone Vivian, do you think so?"  He started to walk towards me, was he crazy?  Did he think I wouldn't shoot? "Don't come closer Alvin, I will shoot."  He yelled, and began to cry, "I thought you loved me Vivian, I thought you wanted me."  "I did want you Alvin, and I did love you, but you changed, you are going crazy, and I can't do this anymore, now get out."  He looked at me for a second, "you'll regret this."  He turned and left.  I locked up all my doors and saw him drive away, and then I began to cry.  I took a hot shower, and I cried and cried.  I scrubbed myself, until I was raw, I felt dirty, so dirty.  Then I called Lisa, to warn her, I had a bad feeling, but before I could dial her number my door bell rang, and low and behold, there was Lisa, with her three children at my front door.1