Page 30 of Lessons In Grey
My head slammed down onto the desk, the hand gripping into my hair releasing me.
Black spots immediately danced through my vision, my head spinning as I grabbed it and leaned back in my chair, blood dripping from my nose.
“Who is Rachel?”
Jordan’s voice sounded like it was underwater. That couldn’t be right.
“Who thefuckis Rachel, sweetheart?”
I blinked hard, pulling my hands away to see the blood on them. My nose was gushing, but I didn’t think it was broken. “My gynecologist,” I finally managed to say as my head throbbed. How long had I been asleep?
“Bullshit!” he snarled, grabbing a fistful of hair and throwing me to the ground, the wooden chair digging painfully into theback of my legs as I fell. I hit the floor and immediately twisted to face him, crawling back a few feet, the spots growing darker as pain spread across my skin. God, that was going to hurt in the morning. “Who is she?”
“My gyno, I swear. I swear, Jordan. I can show you the medical records. I have papers.”
He stalked over to me and crouched down. “Where are they?”
“Top drawer of my desk.” Papers signed by Rachel the secretary from the gyno I saw one time years ago. Hopefully he wasn’t smart enough to check the date, and thankGodfor the name ‘Rachel’ being a fucking trend forty years ago.
He shoved up from the floor and walked back towards my desk, ripping open the top drawer. He pulled out the papers, skimming over them, getting angrier by the second.
After several seconds passed, Jordan shredded the papers before doing the same to everything on my desk. All of my notes, my homework, my books. Falling to the ground in pieces.
He spun on me, wrapping his hand in my hair again. “I know you’re lying, you bitch, and I will find out the truth, and when I do, I will fucking kill you.”
A threat he loved to use.
I didn’t react, didn’t give him an inch. It was the only power I had, stonewalling.
He shoved my head away and stood, spitting on my chest before stalking out of the room.
I collapsed to the floor the moment the door shut behind him, a sob shuddering through me as I wrapped my arms around my stomach and rolled to my side, the blood dripping down my cheek.
I couldn’t fall asleep now. I didn’t have anyone to make sure I’d wake up again. No one to make sure I wasn’t suffering from a concussion. Fuck.
I glanced up at the clock and released a slow breath.
School started in five hours. I could stay awake for five hours.I’d done it before. Five hours was nothing.
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It was a long night.
When I finally pushed myself up, I found a small pool of dried blood on my carpet. Everything popped and my head spun as I trudged my way over to the desk and grabbed my bottle of Aspirin and meds.
I took four Aspirin with my regular meds before heading for the shower.
After my hair was dry and my arm was bandaged, I put on a full face of makeup to cover the bruises, pulled on a ballcap to cover the goose-egg on my head, and started picking up what I could salvage of my school things. My nose wasn’t broken, thank God, but it was swollen and bruised.
Not talking seemed like the best option to hide the evidence today.
My book and homework from writing class were gone. My notes from my publishing class were gone, but a couple of my books had been spared. I had no idea what I was going to do.
Driving was a bit difficult today, I couldn’t lie. It was hard concentrating on everything all at once, but once I got to the campus, everything slowed back down.
I got out of my car just in time for Remi, Cam, Katelyn, and Ash to join me, already chattering about some new relationship someone on the Giants was in.
When we got to the Professor’s door, that’s when I started to get nervous, because I couldn’t remember even a second of the time that had passed between leaving my car and getting here.