by Midnite Love
“Come on baby let daddy finish what he started,” he replied as he ran his hand up her thigh and attempted to grab the crotch of her panties before she locked her thighs.
“I said no!” Cheron yelled as she pushed him away. Now she was really pissed because he was ignoring her wishes. She had her mind made up. Once she got her shoes on and got out of there she was never seeing him again.
“Oh I see you one of them broads that think she can just continue to tease a nigga. Well I ain’t the one. Lay your ass back down!” he grimaced as he shoved her back down on the sofa and climbed on top of her.
This bitch must think I’m something to be played with. I’m about to show her ass today, he thought.
“Get the fuck off of me!” she yelled as she clawed his face, drawing blood.
Quinn felt the spot where he had been injured then looked at his hand. The sight of his blood only served to infuriate him.
“Stupid bitch!” he snapped before slapping Cheron so hard she saw stars.
The tears welled up in her eyes as she came to the realization that Quinn was a nutcase and he wasn’t letting her leave without having his way with her. Still dazed from the slap, Cheron soon felt him grab both of her wrists and hold them tightly above her head. With the other hand he unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard dick. He used his knees to force her legs open. She could feel his massive erection rubbing against the crotch of her panties, trying to force his way into the side of them. Somehow she had to stop him from penetrating her. She twisted and turned till she was finally able to break one of her hands free from his vicelike grip. She felt above her head on the end table behind her for anything she could strike him with. When she had gotten a small bud vase in her grasp she swung forward with all the strength she had in her, cracking him across the skull.
“Ahhh shit!” he screamed, as he jumped up and grabbed his head. While he attempted to assess where the blood was gushing from, Cheron leaped to her feet and grabbed her shoes. She was just about to grab her purse from the dining room table when he snatched her by her hair and drug her to the floor.
“You dirty bitch! Y’all all the fucking same!”
He grabbed Cheron by the throat and choked her till she was within an inch of blacking out. When she came to her senses he had pulled her panties down to her knees and was now trying to force himself inside of her. In a last dich effort she grabbed one of her shoes and attempted to drive the heel in his neck, but due to her recent lack of oxygen she wasn’t strong enough to even break the skin. It was however, enough to stop him from sexually assaulting her.
“Simple bitch!” he spewed as he back handed her. He hadn’t anticipated that she would put up this much of a fight, and quite frankly it had gotten old. Not only was he hurt; his penis had now gone soft.
“You ain’t even fucking worth it,” he growled as the blood oozed from the open wound on his head. He grabbed Cheron’s wine glass and threw the contents in her face. “You raggedy bitch! Get the fuck out of my house!” he yelled before pulling her to her feet.
Cheron staggered to maintain her balance as she wiped the burning liquid from her eyes. Before she could gather her wits he had opened the front door and shoved her out. He then threw her purse and shoes out behind her before releasing Bella from the back yard.
“Get that hoe!” he commanded. The dog took off full speed after Cheron. Her lips were pulled back exposing her razor sharp cainines.
Cheron raced to her car, got in and locked the door, leaving the dog barking and growling at her window. Once she managed to get the key in the ignition she started the vehicle and peeled out of the parking spot. When she was a few blocks away from Quinn’s house and felt safe she parked.
In her haste to get away from Quinn and the dog she didn’t realize that she didn’t even have a chance to pull her panties all the way back up. After sliding them back up. She then turned on the inside light to examine her face. When she saw the swelling and bruising and realized how close she’d come to being raped, it sent her over the edge. She totally blamed herself for what had just transpired. If she wouldn’t have went looking for sex when she wasn’t ready to have it, none of this would have happened.
“How could I be so damn stupid?” she wailed as she grabbed her head with both hands. She hated feeling this vulnerable.
If there was ever a night to get wasted, tonight was it. She had already made up her mind that when she got home she was drinking until she numbed the pain or until she passed, which ever came first was fine with her. The tears flooded her eyes as she ran practically every stop sign and broke the speed limit on her journey. Every yellow light she approached she raced through, narrowly making it before it turned red.
Just as she approached the last intersection her car was broadsided by a drunk driver. The impact cause her airbag to inflate as she sat helplessly bleeding and unconscious.
Chapter 15 - Always By Your Side
“Oh my God! I’ll be right there!”
Kenterris leaped from his bed and jumped into his clothes. In a flash he was in the garage starting the ignition. He thought that Cheron had finally come around and decided to give him a call. In actuality it was her stepmother. She’d called from Cheron’s phone to inform him that Cheron was in an accident.
His hands struggled to hold the steering wheel due to his sweaty palms. Beads of sweat were now also forming on his forehead and his heart felt like it was beating out of his chest. Cheron was the only woman he’d ever truly loved. Even though they were no longer together, the thought of losing her made him sick with anguish. He prayed all the way to the hospital that she would be ok.
When he arrived in the trauma center at Jackson Memorial Hospital, Grace spotted him as he walked into the waiting room and ran over to him.
“How is she?” Kenterris asked, frantically.
“We don’t know yet, they are running test and taking x-rays. This waiting around is the worst. I pray my baby will be alright,” Grace responded tearfully.
“She will sweetheart, we just have to have faith,” Glen, Cheron’s father chimed in. He placed a supporting arm around his wife. He was trying to be strong for the both of them but it was apparent he was just as distraught.
“Thanks so much for calling me Grace,” Kenterris replied. “Good to see you Glen,” he extended a hand to the eldery gentleman. They cuffed palms before moving in for a brief man-hug. During the two years he and Cheron were together her parents had grown quite fond of him. They knew that he and Cheron were no longer together however she hadn’t disclosed the reason why. As far as Grace was concerned Kenterris was the man for her daughter. She assumed they were just going through a rough path like many couples and would eventually get back together. The fact that Kenterris was a successful self-made millionaire made Glen take a liking to him as well. He felt like he was a worthy candidate to claim his baby girl’s heart. Cheron’s parents reclaimed their seats while Kenterris nervously paced the floor.
“Mr. and Mrs. Spencer?”
“Yes!” Grace replied, jumping to her feet.”
“You can go back and see your daughter now,” the nurse announced.
“Thank you!” Grace grabbed her jacket and her husband’s hand as they prepared to see Cheron.
The fact that her car had been totaled made them fear the worst and made the trudge to her room seem excessively long. However, the fact that no one came out to give them bad news was a good sign. Maybe all the prayers had actually worked. Kenterris decided to let her parents have a moment alone with their daughter before he visited with her. Besides, he wasn’t sure if she was conscious and he didn’t know how she would react to him being there.
When Grace stepped into the room she was taken aback by Cheron’s appearance. She gasped at the sight of how bad her baby girl was bruised. She ran to her bedside and wept. Glen tried to contain himself but his eyes immediately filled with tears.
“Mr. Spencer?” the doctor asked, extending his had to Cheron’s fathe
r.
“Yes, how is she doc?” At that moment Grace focused on the doctor instead of Cheron. She wanted to look in his eyes when he delivered the prognosis.
“Good news, your daughter is going to be ok,” he looked at both of them reassuringly.
“Are you sure?” Grace asked. “She looks pretty bad.”
“I don’t look that bad,” Cheron replied, slurring from the medication.”
“Oh baby, I didn’t realize you were awake.” Grace turned and kissed her and stroked the blood stained hair back from her face. Glen walked over to the bed, kissed her on the forehead and squeezed her hand.
“Daddy is here baby girl.”
Cheron managed to form a weak smile.
“It’s looks a lot worse than it actually is,” the doctor stated. “Most of her wounds are superficial. Aside from the heavy bruising to the face and chest area, she has several cuts, a mild concussion and a broken femur. She has two fractured ribs but other than that we found no other internal injuries. I expect your daughter to make a full recovery.”
Cheron’s parent’s faces immediately lit up. They both let out a sigh of relief. It was as though they were holding their breath the entire time he was speaking.
“Praise God!” Grace wailed. She turned to Cheron. “Did you hear that baby? You gon be ok! God is good!”
“That’s the best news I’ve heard all day doc!” Glen replied.
“Yes, she actually a very lucky young lady. Based on the fact that she was broadsided, she lucky to be alive. We are going to keep her for a few more days for evaluation, just to make sure that concussion is healing properly. After that you can take her home.”
“What about how bad she’s bruised,” Grace asked in a concerned tone.
“As I stated before Mrs. Spencer, most of her wounds are superficial. The bruises will go down on their own. In the meantime rest assured that we are doing everything possible to keep your daughter comfortable.”
“Make sure my daughter has the best care doc.,” Glen announced. “I don’t care how much it costs.”
“I will do just that,” the doctor replied, shaking Glen’s hand, then Grace’s. “Now if you will excuse me I have to look in on another patient. Ms. Spencer I’ll be in to look in on you a little later,” the doctor addressed Cheron before leaving the room.
After Cheron’s parents were done visiting with her, they went to the lobby to inform Kenterris that she was going to be ok and that he could go in to see her. When he entered her room he was taken aback by her appearance. Just seeing her lying there helpless and covered in bruises caused his heart to drop. He slowly walked over to her bed and gently caressed her bandaged head, causing her to open her eyes.
“What are you doing here?” she whispered.
“Where else would I been after finding out my baby was in an accident?”
“I meant to say, how did you find out I was in an accident? Did Grace call you?”
“Yes, I’m glad she did. Cheron, I just want you to know that no matter what happened between us I will always be here for you.”
If it were under another set of circumstances Cheron would have been livid at her mother for calling Kenterris, but seeing as she was so hopped up off of pain medication she didn’t give him the tongue lashing that he normally would have gotten.
“She gets on my nerves....” She replied shaking her head. “Thanks for coming, but the doc said I’m going to be ok. Plus my parents are here so I’m good.”
Cheron’s response was actually an invitation for Kenterris to leave, when in all actuality she was happy he was there.
“Nice try, you’re not getting rid of me that easy.”
Cheron reached for her ribs as she quietly laughed to herself. Even though it was extremely painful she couldn’t help but giggle when she thought about the last time she’d seen Kenterris.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
“I was just thinking about the last time we saw each other at the club,” she replied softly.
“Ouch... do we REALLY need to bring that up?” he laughed.
“You made a complete ass of yourself that night.” Cheron could joke about the whole thing now, but she was furious at the time.
“Yeah, it was pretty bad, I suppose you aren’t going to let me live that one down are you?”
“Never”
They would go on to chat it up for a few more moments before Cheron got tired. Kenterris vowed to stay by her side and offer his services any way he could until she recovered. And despite her protests he did just that.
Once Cheron was home from the hospital his support never waned. Even though her family was there to care for her, he popped in on a daily basis to make sure she didn’t need anything, or to bring her something special to eat if she wanted it, he even drove her to follow up appointments. It eventually got to the point to where he told her stepmom and sister that he would take over Cheron’s care if it was ok with them. Grace couldn’t have been more pleased. Regardless of whatever happened between them as a couple, she could see that Kenterris still deeply cared for her daughter. And this just may be the chance they needed to patch things up. As far as Cheron was concerned, she was grateful for the help, but she was ready for all of them to leave her alone. It didn’t make her a bit of difference either way.
“Ouch!” Cheron winced as she attempted to get up from the sofa. Her ribs weren’t fully healed, so one twist or turn in the wrong direction was a painful reminder that she still needed to take it easy.
“I told you to call me if you wanted to get up,” Kenterris reprimanded as he stepped in the living room,
“I got it.....I’m just going to my room I don’t need you.”
Her mouth was saying one thing; but the fact that she was holding her side with one hand while struggling to get her crutches with the other, told another.
“Let me help you, stop being so stubborn,” he replied.
After gently placing his arm around Cheron’s waist, he then took her arm and put it around his neck, allowing her to put her weight on him as he helped her to her bedroom. Once he sat her on the bed he helped her lean back and made sure she had enough pillows behind her back and under her injured leg.
After she was settled in Kenterris went to the kitchen and came back with a tray holding a glass of water and her evening dose of medication. Along with a cup of her favorite lavender tea to help her relax.
“Why are you doing all of this?” she asked.
“I’m doing it because you need someone to take care of you and I want to do it. Besides, it’s the least I can do after all I’ve put you through.”
“So that’s it, you’re doing this out of guilt?” she asked in an annoyed tone,
“No, I’m not doing it out of guilt. Look Cheron, I don’t want to fight with you,” he replied softly.
The awkward silence that transpired over the next few moments was soon broken by the soft moans Cheron let out as Kenterris took her feet in his lap and began to massage them. She’d forgotten how strong his hands were, and how good it felt when he used to rub them for her when they were together.
“Baby, we need to talk,” Kenterris announced.
“Baby?” Cheron replied, rolling her eyes. “What do we need to talk about?”
“We need to talk about us. We haven’t really sat down and discussed our relationship since we broke up. Every time I try to reach out to you, you give me the cold shoulder. I realize that I hurt you, but I feel like we should at least talk about our feelings.”
“Damn right you hurt me,” Cheron snapped. Just the mere reminder of how he had betrayed her was enough to put her in a foul mood. As far as she was concerned that was water under the bridge and she had no idea why he was bringing it up. It wasn’t like she was ever going to forgive him. “There’s nothing to talk about. You showed me how you felt about me when you fucked my best friend. Oh I get it, you wanna talk so YOU can feel better. What’s the matter? The guilt eating you up?”
B
y now Cheron’s voice was shaking. And she could feel herself on the verge of tears. She’d finally gotten to the place to where she wasn’t crying over the loss of her so called friend or her man, and she wanted to keep it that way. This was the very reason she had been avoiding “the talk” from the jump. She pulled her foot from Kenterris’ hand and folded her arms. “You can go ahead and leave. I got it from here.”
Aside from the initial shock from when Cheron first became aware of the affair between him and Sonnet, this was the first time he saw how bad she was hurting. She never looked in his direction as she choked back the tears. Kenterris felt horrible about cheating on her, and the fact that he was actually the source of her pain did in fact make him feel guilty.
“Like I’ve always said; I know I was wrong. And I know it doesn’t mean shit after the fact, but I never wanted to hurt you. And if you must know, yes I do feel guilty about how bad I hurt you. I beat myself up every day for fucking up what we had. But none of that is the reason I wanted us to talk.”
Sensing that she wasn’t going to get rid of Kenterris until he got whatever he needed to say off of his chest, she let out a sigh and decided to oblige him. She turned to him and waited for him to continue. He moved from the foot of the bed and sat beside her. He wanted her full attention for what he way about to say.
“Cheron, the reason why I wanted to talk was because I need to let you know how I feel.” Kenterris then took her hand in his and looked into her eyes. “I love you Cheron. I never stopped loving you. I’ve been miserable without you. You are the only woman I have ever truly loved. I know I hurt you bad, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you. You also need to know that I won’t give up fighting for us until you tell me that you want nothing else to do with me.”
Kenterris’ declaration of love made Cheron’s heart leap inside of her chest. Her eyes danced when they met his, and she could feel butterflies in her stomach. It was like they were meeting for the first time. She was overcome with emotion so quickly that she had to catch herself.