Chapter 13
Their speeds only increasing constantly, the two broke several traffic rules in their little confrontation, or rather, the attempt to escape it. Further up, Roxanne could see the turn onto the highway, and started getting an idea of where Chris was headed, her own mind also going back to the hardness, the smell, and the taste.
She couldn’t help being impressed by Chris’ driving, the way he swerved and cut through the traffic, as if cars were parting just to make way for him. She became quite anxious at the turn, seeing how he refused to slow down at all, and instead relied on emergency brakes to skid him through.
Chris managed to do so, and maintained most of his speed, to which Roxanne reacted by ramming her foot on the gas pedal for a bit, riskily moving closer to the turn at a fast speed, intending to slow down suddenly right before the turn.
But it was when she put her foot on the brake, and it went all the way in with no resistance, resulting in no effect on the car’s speed, that she realized that the brakes had failed. It was in this instant that she was forced to look into her side and rear view mirrors carefully, noticing only then that there was one car which remained constant.
She starting honking at Chris to try and notify him, but wasn’t surprised to see that it didn’t work, since he would only think that she is trying to stop him. Chris, on the other hand, was getting slight glimpses of what was happening behind him. Of course, he wanted to be aware of Roxanne’s car and was waiting for her to stop following him.
The highway was now reaching a point with sharp turns, on the sides of the road there were patches of wild land with overgrown trees. Chris was hoping to lose her in those turns, by drifting through. But as soon as he turned the first right, and looked into the rearview mirror, instead of seeing Roxanne slow down and turn, what he saw was Roxanne’s car crashing through the road boundary into the patch of dry land.
Chris’ eyes widened as he saw this, and he began wondering whether Roxanne might have decided to give up, or end her life. Regardless, realizing that the crash was quite serious, and that in his heart he still had deep love and care for her, he drifted his car into a U-turn, and made his way back to the point of collision.
He was almost about to reach it when he saw a black Chevrolet Impala pull up next to the recent break in the road boundary, and it was in quite a hurry. Before the person driving the car exited it, Chris already knew who it was, and what was happening, and wanted to curse at himself for allowing this to happen. Whatever might have happened between Roxanne and the man, was not worth her life ending.
By the time Chris rammed his brakes to stop his car only centimeters away from David’s, the latter was already on foot heading toward Roxanne. Chris caught a glimpse of that menacing smile again, and his heart was filled with rage. No matter how much Roxanne might have wronged him, he could not take a man treating such an innocent girl like this, and this time around, was ready to knock him out of his senses.
Chris got outof the car, slammed the door shut, and ran toward Roxanne’s car. Since leaving her house, or in fact, since leaving her room, the polaroid had been flashing in his mind like a nightmare, seeing them so close together, the same man that he thought he was protecting her from.
Even right now, he was going to protect her from him, not knowing what he was getting out of it, except just that he didn’t want Roxanne to be harmed in any way, as if she was a precious jewel of his, and this evil man was intending on stealing it.
Chris heard screams coming from the car as he neared it, and noticed the man’s figure next to the passenger seat, involved in some sort of a struggle.
Hearing Chris’ footsteps, the man looked up, and freaked out a bit. But right then, the man gave him a cocky smile, and brought his arm upward, carrying a gun.
Roxanne screamed out loud, but considering how long it took even for Chris to hear the yelling, even though he was running toward the car, he guessed that no one aside from them had any idea what was going on.
David pulled open the passenger door, and gestured Roxanne to step out, still pointing his gun toward Chris. Roxanne was shaking and whimpering, as the man turned her around to face Chris, and then wrapped his arm around her neck to take her hostage and use her as a human shield.
Chris felt helpless. It had been a long time since he had seen a gun, and standing at the dying end of the barrel, all the memories from his time in the army started coming back to him. The repeated gunshots, the grenades, the blinding explosions, the blood.
Something about this memory slowed Chris’ brain down, exhausting him quite a lot, but at the same time gave this adrenaline rush to Chris’ body, making him feel invincible.
Feeling like he was in complete control, David laughed an evil laugh, and cocked the handgun against Roxanne’s forehead. She immediately became stiff, her heart sinking as if it had been dropped from its place, and she looked at Chris with pleading kitten eyes.
She felt extremely guilty, not just for having lied to Chris, but also because of the fact that he was still here protecting her. She had no guts to face him after having lied to his face multiple times, and wondered what Chris thought about her now, but all that went fading away when David threatened her life for this encounter.
Chris stepped forward suddenly, with his arm raised in front of him, fearing that the man was going to kill her. Chris found himself wishing that he had his gun, but he started hating them after his best friend was killed in a friendly accident.
Chris looked behind him, only to see cars speeding by on the highway. He could barely spot where his car was parked, and realized that they were quite far from the road.
“What do you want? Why do you keep bothering her?” Chris yelled to the man, hoping to intimidate him.
The man laughed, and brought his wrapped hand up to cover Roxanne’s mouth.
“What I don’t understand is, what do you want? And why are you coming in between our matters?” the man retorted.
Chris felt confused. Roxanne was clearly uncomfortable and resisting, but the picture, and what this man was saying, weren’t adding up. He started realizing that there must be something he was missing here, but now probably wasn’t the best time to figure those things out.
“Because you’re threatening her life. And I can’t stand to see a woman being treated like that!” Chris yelled back in rage.
He failed to understand the grin on the man’s face, and desperately wanted to know what it was that he didn’t know.
“You’re acting as if I’m threatening your mother. This girl is soon to be my wife, so I would really appreciate it, if you left the two of us alone.”
Wife. Soon to be.
For a moment Chris couldn’t believe what he had heard, the woman whose virginity he had taken, the woman whom he had gifted his precious necklace to, was meant for someone else, and she had been playing him all this while.
He saw no reason for why Roxanne lied to him, except that she wanted to cheat on her fiancé, and Chris started wondering whether he could trust her at all, sympathizing a little with the man.
Seeing the look of disbelief on Chris’ face, the man continued calmly, “That’s right. Didn’t know that now did you? My name is David Hunt, this is Roxanne Hunt, I’ll make sure we send you an invitation to our marriage.”
Roxanne groaned and released any and all sounds she could make with a closed mouth. She struggled to get out of David’s grip, and continued looking at Chris with those same eyes. Meanwhile, Chris closed his eyes for a few seconds to allow for those words to sink in.
The look she gave Chris softened his heart immediately, the same way it had back when they were up in Chris’ apartment. He remembered the moments of passion, of uncontrollable desire, and even in that emotional state, he was rational enough to remember that she indeed was a virgin, no other pussy had felt as good and tight as hers did.
He also remembered how much Roxanne wanted him, how she gave him a blowjob while he was driving, and he also remembered vividly the discomfort on Roxanne’s face whenever the man showed up to his shop, and remembered how he killed the feeling that she was hiding something from him.
For now though, Chris felt like an outsider in the scene, and despite still having much confusion in his head, his gut instinct along with the hurt of being lied to was telling him to simply turn around and walk away, why should he care for someone who didn’t even respect him enough to give him the truth.
But right when he was turning around, he caught a glimpse of the necklace on Roxanne’s neck, and while promising himself that no matter what happens he was going to retrieve that necklace one way or the other, started walking away from the two with a gun pointed at the back of his head.
But he could hear Roxanne still struggling, and felt more conflicted than he ever had in his entire life. Should he respect his feelings? Or should he put them aside to save someone he loved when their life was in danger? The answer wasn’t clear, but he knew that one of them was a cowardly choice that the man he was wasn’t ready to make.