I was embarrassed and extremely angry at this little shit. I reactively swatted at his phone, trying to both grab it and destroy it at the same time, but he was expecting that. He pulled it back quickly while waving his finger, “uh-uh” he said, “now how about that ride?” Thoughts raced through my head. How did he know? Where was his slimy ass hiding? Who is he going to show that video too? If that video were to get out, I would surely lose everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve. I had to figure this out. So I agreed to give him a ride.
“Where do you live?” I sighed.
“We aren’t going to my house, you’re going to take me to yours.” I laughed, he couldn’t be serious. I couldn’t let this freak know where I lived.
“Absolutely not, we can go anywhere else but i will not show you where I live.” I shot him a look trying to seem as serious and determined as I could. He stared back at me and after holding his gaze for a moment, he looked forward and chuckled.
“Fine, let’s go to a motel.” He spoke under a smirk.
“And what are you planning on doing there? Do you want money or something? What can we do to make this whole thing go away?” I knew I had just set myself up. I showed him how vulnerable and desperate of a position I was in.
“We’ll work it out when we get there.” He said while playing with his phone.
“Well, can you just delete that and show me so that it’s gone so we can have some good faith? Right now you’re holding all the cards and I’d just really like to have that deleted.” I was practically begging him.
“You’re right, I do hold all the cards, and this doesn’t get deleted until I get what I want.” I could feel his eyes on me as I drove. It felt like forever but we finally got to the motel. I had him wait in the car while I got the room. I didn’t want people to see us together at all. Once inside I texted him the room. I could hear him jaunting down the hall. He had a heavy step considering his size. I could almost feels those steps vibrating through me. I felt dread as they stopped at the door. A light knock came and all these emotions ran through me, the dread, the fear, and oddly enough, the excitement. I peered through the peephole and saw him. I thought about not answering, and then another knock came and I quickly opened the door. He headed in and I shut and locked it behind us.
“So what are we doing here?”
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