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was kids stuff then….’ He warns and
I don’t get it. I don’t get what he means.
    We did nothing
wrong.
    Except, everyone
said differently.
    But there was
nothing wrong - it was just a bit rough sometimes, just a bit wild and, yes, it
got out of hands a couple of times... but then I stop trying to convince myself
it was normal, because it wasn’t. He loathed my pleasure , it infuriated him . He was trying to tame me, he said
and he did it by fucking me, over and over….
    But he saved my
life.
    Twice.
    He saved it on
the day we met and again on the last day we met prior to this - and now I need him
to save me again.
    ‘I have to see you…’
    ‘Forget it.’
Luke says. ‘We had a short fling ages ago…’
    ‘It was more
than a fling…’
    ‘And we’re both
married now.’ I hear his angry breath and I am angry now too.
    ‘Are you the
same with her… ’ Jealousy grips me at the thought of
him and Natasha.
    ‘Stay away from
my marriage.’
    ‘I just need to
know…’ I feel sick at the thought of him with Natasha, of him taking her to the
places he took me.
    ‘I am sleeping
with my wife.’
    ‘Are you fucking
her though! ’ I scream. ‘What happens when she comes?’
    He hangs up on
me.
    I sit in the car
crying and I cry all the way home and it takes forever to put on my make up, to
manage normal, to head out for the school run.
    ‘Are you okay?’
Gina checks, when I don’t get out of my car.
    ‘Just tired.’
    ‘I’ll take the
boys…’ she offers. Gina’s got a seven seater so she does this quite a lot. ‘You
can pick them up later.’
    ‘Are you sure?’
    ‘Of course,’ she
smiles. ‘It makes no difference, I’ve got Jordan coming over as well…’
    ‘Jordan?’
    ‘Natasha’s son.’
I look to the boy walking over to her, he looks like Natasha, he’s got red hair
and he’s smiley – nothing like Luke.
    ‘Dad says that’s
fine, he’ll pick me up at nine.’ Jordan says.
    I look across
the car park and straight into the eyes of Luke.
    My hand is
shaking as I start up the engine. I drive slowly, I have to and I feel my panic
building as his car pulls out behind mine.
    Real panic, not just because Luke is behind me, but I recognize the
car.
    It’s the one
I’ve seen every morning for a couple of weeks now, I’m sure.
    A black car,
with a man in it, that sits with the engine idling.
    He’s been
watching me since long before yesterday.
    I look in my rear-view
mirror and his dark eyes look straight into mine but, as I tear them away, I
see that the car front of me has slowed and I have to slam on my breaks which
means so too does Luke.
    There’s the
sound of horns and I sit there shaken as he gets out and strides over, just as
any angry parent might.
    I wind down my
window.
    ‘Stupid bitch…’
he tells me and I stare ahead. ‘I could have slammed into the back of you…’ I
blink, I feel like crying, I know he’s cross with me for the phone call, I know
he’s just using this as an excuse to shout. ‘You could have been making dinner
tonight black and blue, you need to look where you’re fucking going….’
    He gets back
into his car and I drive off.
    I go home.
    I make Rick’s
dinner.
    I struggle to
eat.
    I don’t want to
eat.
    I want Luke.
    I let myself
remember a bit, it’s something I dare not do around Rick, yet I can’t help
myself tonight.
    I was eighteen
when we met and I knew nothing about boys, or men, or sex - my parents were so
strict and I was so shy around everyone.
    They anxiously
hovered as I anxiously overachieved, but it was never good enough for them, it
was never enough and when school finished I knew I’d messed up my exams, knew
that my results would enrage them, that they would tell me I had ruined my
life, the life they had planned for me - I just wanted to end things because
there was no escape.
    And then Luke
showed me escape and I loved it.
    I would do anything
for him, anything he wanted, and that was what angered him sometimes.
    I