Page 7 of Carnage
“Yes, because I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“You lied.”
“To who?”
He shifts in his seat so he’s facing me. “To No Neck. You said you were taking a shit in a public bathroom at a dirty club. Do you think I’m fucking stupid? You would never.”
Oof. He’s got me there. I guess he has noticed my revulsion about germs.
“I felt the urge, and I couldn’t ignore it. It was just gas.”
Leon studies my face and I really hope he can’t see through the lie.
“Hmm. You weren’t trying to get away from me, were you?”
“No.” I shake my head rapidly. “Why would I do that?”
“Yeah, why would you? You have everything you need. I’m way better than anyone you’d find. Who would even want you?”
“Why do you want me?”
I wish I could pull back the words as soon as I say them. Anger flares in his eyes as he scowls and grabs my chin roughly.
“Talking back to me? You sure you want to go there?”
Swallowing hard, I consider whether backing down and apologizing or shifting the situation is better. Leon is mean, but he’s not the sharpest tool in the box.
“It’s a legit question, Leon. I want to know what you like about me. That’s all.”
His grip loosens slightly but not completely. “I don’t fucking know. You’re a pain in my ass most days, but I’m a sucker for a pretty blond.”
Gee, thanks.
“I like that no one has ever had you before. No one has ever fucked your virgin hole or watched you suck their dick. It’ll be me who does it.” He brushes his thumb across my cheek, causing my stomach to turn. “Unspoiled, untouched. I get to make you dirty.”
“When?” I manage to ask even as my voice shakes and my eyes sting with building tears.
“When I’m fucking ready.” His thumb moves to my bottom lip, pulling it down, and the temptation to bite him is strong, but I’m not stupid enough to do that, and I don’t want his dirty finger in my mouth anyway. “You’ll be my perfect little toy.”
He doesn’t know that I know he plans on sharing me with all his buddies. “Why are you waiting?”
His eyes narrow slightly. “Why are you asking me so many questions?”
“Can’t I be curious about something that affects me?”
“Don’t worry about it. You’ll know when it’s time.” He leans in close, his sour breath fanning across my face and making my stomach turn. “It’s gonna be fun. I hope you love dick ’cause you’re gonna get a lot of it.”
“What if I say no?”
Leon pulls his head back slightly and raises his eyebrows, then laughs. The other guys in the car laugh too and my heart feels like it’s free-falling to the floor. Consent is obviously not part of the fun.
“Cute,” Leon grunts, finally taking his hands off me.
“You’ll just rape me?”
That was clearly the wrong question. Leon backhands me so quickly I don’t even see it coming. My cheek stings, but I’m too shocked to react otherwise. He’s never hit me before. Sure, he’s a little rough with me, but not like this.
I stare at him wide-eyed, and as he turns to me, his expression softens.
