His to Abuse.

It has been a few days since Rosie and Alex had that incident, she has been upset lately, just thinking why hasn’t he call her to him yet? Why isn’t he contacting her? Are they done? They can’t be done; she won’t be able to handle the fact that they are done. Her body and soul is his, if he doesn’t let her see him again she might die. That’s what her thinking is; the thinking of a stupid, mindless girl. Her face is gloomy every since that day, not once has she smiled. The bags under her eyes tell the lack of sleep she is having, just because Alex Anderson isn’t calling her to him. He has her all wrapped around his fingers, even with all the pain he puts her through she still wants to go to her.

The loud alarm ringing of the college pulls her back to reality; she quickly picks her books up and escapes the hall room as quickly as she can to avoid any sort of communication with other human beings. Rosie is known to be the mysterious, quite girl of college who no one knows about at all. She walks out of the college and sees Ryan, standing on the same spot he always does with the car door open. Her heart starts hammering against her chest, her stomach does a summersault, it’s time she will finally see him, touch him. A smile slowly creeps up to her lips while she walks towards the car. What if he is calling her to let her go forever? What if he is calling her to cut off all ties with her? What will she do then? A thousand questions in her head, and a hopeless mind she has; which is telling her it’s going to be alright. He won’t let go of her not so easily, because she is what he needs and desires, the perfect amount of devotion that he yearns, is given to him by her. She is his escape, a person that he takes all his anger on, a part of her likes it; likes the fact that she is someone who he can rely on. No other woman has given their all to him; none of them are as mind numbingly dumb like she is.

She slowly stops in front the car and smiles a little at Ryan, who is smiling at her like an idiot. Ryan stops himself from smiling any further; which he always tends to do when he sees her and slowly opens the car door for her. She slowly sits in and he closes the door and gets in the car and starts driving. “How are you ma’am?” Ryan softly asks her. She smiles at him; Ryan is the only man in her life that shows her respect and kindness. She likes him; likes the fact that he is the polar opposite of Alex. “I’m okay Ryan, how are you?” She leans her head on the window and stares out of it, as he drives on the route to the hotel as usual. Yes, he never took her to his home. Never saw her outside of that hotel room; Rosie knows that he wouldn't even acknowledge her outside of it.

But despite all these she lets him toy her around, use her, hurt her; over and over again. She can't help it; she can't bear with the thought of not letting him have her as his. She can't process the thought of not having his touch. Not having the feeling she gets every time he's near her.  “I’m good too ma’am.” He smiles staring ahead at the road, while his cheeks start heating up. That’s the kind of effect she has on him, his heart melts just seeing her. He gets nervous every time she’s around. He tried but he can’t help it, he tries to stop but the feelings won’t go away. Ryan knows too well that she will never choose him over Alex; he knows she won’t leave his rude boss and just come with him yet he keeps on wanting her. “How is he doing?” She asks him about Alex to fill in the silence that was making her feel empty. “He has been busy with work he just came back from a business trip.” Ryan replies to her with his eyes on the road. A smile appears on her face, she thinks to herself that maybe he didn’t call her because he was busy with work. That is enough for her to be happy again that’s how weak she is.

Soon the car stops in front of the hotel, Ryan stops the car in the entryway and gets off it and opens the car door for her. She heart starts pounding again; the feeling of nervousness hits her. Slowly stepping out of the car she gets inside the hotel and walks through the lobby and gets inside the elevator. She presses the button to the 14th floor and leans on the wall with her eyes closed, trying to calm herself down. After a while, the elevator stops and the door open for her to exit, but she keeps on standing there for a while contemplating with the different scenarios, that are playing in her mind. Taking a deep breath in, she gets off and walks to room no. 1408. The room they always meet in; the room which has seen her in her most vulnerable state. She timidly knocks on the door and twists the door knob, knowing too well that by now he knows that she is here. Ryan’s job is to notify him everything about her. She walks in with her gaze fixated on the floor, a part of her fearing to look at him.  After closing the door behind her, she musters up the courage to look up, as she does she sees Alex sitting on the foot of the bed, going through his phone. Her heart stops in that moment, seeing him makes her feel so good, he is her drug and even though he is killing her she is willing to keep on taking him.