Chapter 31: Heaven And Hell
RUTH WALKER:
My hand hurts so much with the way Eric just twisted and broke it. I was a crying mess, it hurts so much that I couldn't even stand and above of all, I was wet from head to toe.
I kept crying for another period when I heard the bell struck and collecting myself with my broken hand, I came out of the locker room my eyes filled with
tears.
I wanted to be strong but fuck it hurts so much, even more than those killer menstrual cramps.
Okay. I've seriously got be kidding comparing menstrual cramps with my broken bone!
THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE!!
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"DAD?!"
I immediately rushed towards his office and shouted out to him to grab my father's attention to me.
"Ruth?"
Dad saw me crying looking up from his files, barely even walking and immediately got up from his chair to hold me into his arms,
"Hey, princess! What happened to you hand?"
"The kiddo you were having a meeting with just now.."
I said trying to control my aching hand although it still hurts a lot, a lot more than I could even imagine.
"Yeah, what about him?"
Dad tried caressing my hairs slowly, hugging onto me closely, trying to calm my nerves down.
"That kid broke my wrist!"
I said licking my lips, trying hard to be sane.
"What?!"
Dad looked at me unbelievably.
"Ahh... Ouch..."
I screamed with the stinging pain as soon as my wrist made a little movement. I desperately needed to be treated there, my eyes continued to dwell.
Dad quickly grabbed onto my wrist and gave me a dead worried expression.
"Why did he hurt you?" Dad asked.
"I don't know."
I really don't!
"He is a psychopath. First he killed the guy in the boxing match, like h-he MURDERED him and when I went to question him, he gave me a broken wrist as a reply!"
I said and dad sighed.
"Get your hand treated Ruth. I'll call life beat up, let's see if I can manage to get you Dr. Bing's appointment for the
next hour."
Dad said, dialling up the government hospital,
"I'll call the driver, he will drop you off to the hospital."
I looked at dad amazed at him being so ignorant about the guy who deliberately tried to hurt his own daughter.
"Dad?! Erickson Roerig, one of your students from senior year broke your daughter's wrist and you're gonna do nothing?!" I demanded dad.
Dad gave me a helpless nod and stuttered, "Em... Ruth! I-I.. I really can't punish him."
"WHY?!"
I shouted crying again desperately and suddenly I heard Eric's chilly voice from behind myself. A voice I don't think I'll forget for a meantime now.
"Because I am the son of the king of this city."
I turned around and looked at him, standing before me shirtless. The curves of his abs and his muscular shoulders shone with his sweatbeads around them.
Fuck! Why does he need to be so devilishly hot!
I bit my lip avoiding looking at his seductively handsome features and he smirked at me, stepping closer to me
"King or Peasant, you committed a crime! And this is a democratic country, you should be punished!!" I said taking a gulp.
He came closer to me and so I became nervous, slowly pushed against the desk, his hands rested at both sides of my body on the table and he leaned extremely closer to me.
He was so creepy! But weirdly, he was a deadly combination of creepy and sexy.
"The country is democratic for the people who do not mess with the Roerig's Or owe anything to me and my family!"
He caressed his fingers down my bare arms slowly and clenched my broken wrist inside his fist pulling me closer against his body.
"Meanwhile your father, mi amor, owes me a huge amount of money!"
"Ahhh!"
I squeaked as he pressed my broken wrist a little more.
"I like your voice while you squeak.*
He used his fingers to part my lips and drew his nose closer to my lips sniffing me into him.
"Would love to hear how would it sound when you moan my name..?"
I glared at him,
"In your fucking dreams!"
I spat back in his face my jaws clenched together and he twisted my broken wrist strongly with a smirk on his lips.
"Ahhh!"
I moaned in pain and he enjoyed watching me in pain like a pure evil sadist.
"Fuck, I wanna fuck you so damn hard right now!"
He cursed into my ears biting my earlobes and I looked over to my dad who was just watching him do things to me silently.
"Dad...?"
I mumbled slowly looking over my dad.
How could my dad just stand there and not say a word to him at all while his daughter was clearly being molested right before his eyes by this evil beast?!
"Mr. Ro-Roerig..?"
Dad finally tried to interrupt Eric, but he awfully glared at my dad and my dad immediately stuttered and shut off.
"Your dad can do nothing against me,"
He said interlocking his fingers with mine, linking his forehead with mine in air, enjoying my submission to him,
"Neither anyone else can. I can do anything I want with you or anyone else."
He continued, looking straight back into my eyes, his fingers now twisting my curls along his index,
"No one can cross me, question me or go against me!"
I looked back into his eyes, pressed under him, trying to be strong,
"I don't believe you." I said.
Eric chuckled and tighten his hold around my waist,
"Fine then! Let me show you something!"
He said and pinched my cheeks together, making my lips pouty and smashed his lips over my lips, started to kiss me madly.
"Mmmh..."
I tried pushing him but he held my broken wrist and started to squeeze onto it as hard as he could possibly.
It hurts so much that I started crying but he wouldn't let me breath with his tongue forced down my throat.
His tongue was playing with mine down my throat giving me the pleasure of that sexy kissing right there...
But his hand,
It was only squeezing the life out of my broken wrist, giving me the ultimate pain of hell.
Being with Eric there, captured inside that moment was like,
Heaven and Hell
Both at the same time.
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"Mmmh..."
Finally, he let go of me and I immediately punched his cheek harder than ever with my other right hand.
"How the fuck do you think you kissed me?! HUH?!" I growled at him.
He caressed his cheeks, his face hung down in extreme rage while I started bashing on him with my words.
"Listen to me, Erickson fucking Roerig, I don't care if you're a fucking prince of New York, or you own this city, or you cannot be punished even if you kill someone or anything else as a matter of
fact."
I snapped my fingers before his eyes and pointed my index right in his face glaring right back into his eyes.
"Stay Away From Me! Or it won't be nice for you!"
Eric looked at me infuriated in rage.
I realise that I couldn't do anything about him or against him but still.
I've been thaught by my dad since I was a little girl that when someone scares you, stare confidently right in his eyes, so he would know that you aren't weak.
It has worked with me all my life until now.
But Eric, he was exception.
An exception to everything in my life.
He was an extreme of everything I've ever seen in my life.
Extremely Hot headed
Extremely Dangerous
Extremely Obsessive
Everything... Extreme!
"You FUCKING CUNT!!"
He growled in anger grabbing onto my throat and drove me against the wall in that one moment. He banged my body so hard against the wall that a photo frame hung above my head fell on ground and shattered into pieces.
"E- M-mister ROERIG!"
Dad screamed for my rescue but Eric pushed my dad against the table so hard that my dad's head collided with the edge of the table and started to bleed.
"Ugh!"
Dad grunt in pain and I started struggling hard, thrashing my hands around his grab onto my throat, struggling to speak, or even breath.
"You really think of yourself too brave enough so you could slap me around, DON'T YOU?!"
He roared into my ears.
"Le-lemme," I trashed my hand, trying to get him to loosen his grip,
"l-e-a-v-e m-m-e!"
"ANSWER ME!!"
He screamed into my ears hard and I closed my eyes flinching from his voice ringing in my ears
"I would- would slap you over and over again if you- touched me- me like-"
I again replied him bluntly and this time he didn't even let me complete my sentence and pushed me hard against my dad's desk.
"Aaaahh!!"
I screamed in pain as my abdomen hit the edge of the table hard.
It hurts, he has hit me so hard, hurting me over and over again.
He grabbed onto fistful of my hairs lifting my head up, his back pressing against mine, his length adjusted into the crook of my ass, but he wasn't hard.
"Are you going to take that back NOW or you want some more?!" He growled into my ears, his other hand choked my throat alongwith the first one pulling onto my hairs hard
"I'm NOT scared of you!"
I gnashed my jaw in anger.
His hold loosened over my hairs and my throat as I felt him becoming softer.
"Oh yeah?" He asked me getting away from me.
I turned around slowly, with every fibre in my body aching and looked back into his eyes in hatred.
"Yes!" I replied strongly.
He hurriedly came closer to me, grabbed my hairs and forced me down on my knees unbuckling his pants.
"I'll make you say sorry to me!"
He freed his little man and started rubbing my lips over his non-yet-so-hard dick.
"Mmh... Mmmmh... No!"
I clenched my eyes, moving my head left to right.
He pulled my hairs some more and as soon as I opened my mouth to squeak he forced his thing down my throat.
"Mmmhh!"
I screamed choking and he interlocked his fingers behind my head and went inside my mouth so hard that my lips were now touching his abdomen.
I started trying to thrash my head around, throwing my hands, my broken wrist hurting me, tears flowing down my cheeks as I felt my dad trying to beg Eric, hugging his leg.
"Sir, please! No! L-let my daughter go!"
For the first time in my life I saw my dad in the feet of someone. And this devil was laughing, kicking off my father.
He cannot treat my father like that!
And so, I bite on his dick hard and he disbalanced immediately, punching my jaw hard, dislocating it.
I could taste the metallic in my mouth but I was happy that I could manage to bite him there.
But my happiness didn't last for long, as he was now enraged on an another level.
He grabbed me up from my arms and threw me against the table ripping my lowers and was about to rape me grabbing onto my throat, setting himself between my legs.
Suddenly my dad used all the energy he had buried inside him and collecting himself from ground he grabbed me out of Eric's hold from my arms and slapped my cheek harder than anything else in the world.
Just right there, I was in a complete state of shock. So much that I couldn't even see the world for a complete moment there.
M-my dad has never even raised his voice at me in my entire lifetime and he slapped me?!
It should be him who should be treated like that, not me!
"Say sorry to Mr. Erickson, RIGHT NOW!!"
Dad growled grabbing onto my hairs tightly right before him.
I looked at my dad, completely broken. Meanwhile Eric felt satisfied and smirked after he was done zipping up his thing.
Was he serious?!
What was MY FAULT?!
"Say SORRY Or I'll Slap Your Face Once More There!"
Dad growled again at me again and with falling tears I flinched a little and turned to look at Eric, my vision all blurred because of my fucking tears.
"I..."
I hate to look at Eric's face right now!
"SAY IT RUTH!!"
Dad howled again, pulling my hairs even more.
"I'm...."
I closed my eyes blocking the vision of the vicious world around me
"SORRY."
Eric didn't say anything but smiled to himself, feeling like a king, which he already was.
I clenched my fist tight and grit my jaw glaring at him for a moment and then stormed out of dad's office going back to my dad's car like he said earlier, he would drive me to the hospital for me to get some medical attention for my broken wrist.
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@PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE:
After Ruth left Jacob turned to face Eric taking a deep breath of relief.
Eric watched Jacob's expressions for a while and laughed.
"You really are something Walker!"
Jacob started sweating as soon as he heard Eric's mocking laughter,
"Sorry?"
"You knew if you wouldn't have interrupted her with that slap just now I would have honestly fucked your daughter against this table hard right in front of you. Didn't you?"
Eric leaned closer to him, watching him sweating with his horrible horrible eyes as Jacob's throat went all dry.
"Please, Mr. Roerig. I'll give you your money back. Just let my Ruth be alone."
Eric chuckled, genuinely pleased. This little game of terrors and tears seemed really exciting to him.
"Actually, now that I think about it, if you just allow me to have your daughter down under me, moaning.. you won't have to pay me back anymore."
Eric said wiping his tongue across his lips.
"I really want to fuck your daughter Walker. I wanna fuck all her brain cells to make her forget everything and remember just the fact that she belongs to me!"
Jacob was horrified of Eric's eyes which only showed pure lust for his daughter in them.
"N-No...Mr. Roerig" Jacob stuttered and continued, "I'll pay you your money back. Every single ounce of it. Just please spare my daughter."
Eric laughed monstrous-ly taking out his wallet
"You have one more month. I want my money back on 31st of next month. Because if you won't be able to make it in time, I'll take something in return from you."
Eric looked up from his wallet meeting eyes with Walker again, "...And you know clearly now, what I want!"
"Life beat is just an average hospital and Dr. Bing has a very bad reputation regarding his behaviour with pretty ladies." Eric said, forwarding a huge sum of dollars before Jacob.
"Get your daughter treated in Roerig's hospitals. I've sent my personal medical assistance there to take care of her wrist and other minor things I broke on her body!"
He said nothing except that and left from Jacob's office.
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