For you, I hope the grass is greener

Chapter 24 Brother In Law

Daphne's POV

It's been a long day.. it's been one of those days that feels like someone is stopping the clock just to piss me off. It feels like it is taking forever when I just want it to end and start over tomorrow on a clean slate. But that's obviously not happening, so I will just declare this the slowest day ever.

My phone rings as I see it's Andrew calling. "Hey Andy.. what's going on?" I ask, sitting back on my couch and letting out a deep breath. "Hey mom.. I was wondering if I could go to the movies with my girlfriend?" He asks as I check out the time on my watch.. it's only 6, so it shouldn't be too late if they caught the next movie.

"Only if you catch the next movie and come straight home after, it's still a school night, but I do want you to relax... but if you're doing that, does that mean I need to pick up Marley?" I ask since he is normally the one to pick her up and drop her off until she can get her own license.

"No.. I was hoping she could just stay with us.. her friend is here too so she won't be alone and I can still watch her." He declares so responsibly, making me smile. "Yeah, that sounds great.. have fun but please call me if you need anything." I reply as he says a soft. "Love you." then hangs up the call. I sit back looking to see what's on and available for me to watch, just to enjoy on my own, since I don't have to dictate what I watch for anyone else for once.

I hear a soft knock at the front door, I groan out in annoyance, not wanting to get up but knowing I probably should just in case it's a handsome neighbor. So, with just that little bit of motivation, I pulled myself off the couch just to go there, opening it up.. But to my disappointment and horror, it's my brother in law, Scott. I'm shocked by this not wanting to see him again today.. I had enough of his shenanigans earlier.. I thought he was done with this.

I let out a deep breath as I stepped out of the front door and shut it behind me before he tried to let himself into my house again. "What are you doing here, Scott? Does Daniel know you're here? Or do I need to tell him how you have been spending your day harassing me?" I ask him as the strong stench of alcohol can be smelt on his breath as he stumbles and starts falling back. I reach out, grabbing his arm to make sure he stays steady before he falls back. Once he is alright to stand on his own, I let go of his arm.

"Does it really matter what Danny thinks? He is the one that messed this up between you two.. so who cares if I'm here.. he obviously doesn't.. he would rather have some strange wh*re than his hot wife.. But don't worry.. I have always cared for you and always will." he spats as he stumbles forward while trying to lean in.

This is all said in a tone that doesn't sit well with me at all.. what he says doesn't sound friendly to my heart.. it's setting off the warning bells in my mind as my body starts to get restless, wanting to get as far away from him as possible. Even my heart thinks there is something wrong as it palpilates in my chest.

"Scott.. You're drunk.. I don't know how you got here in that condition, but I will call you a ride home.. so you can leave." I state in a demanding tone trying to show there is no room for negotiation in this.. Showing him that I really don't appreciate what he is saying to me right now. But as I turn around to open the door, he slams it shut before I can even try to get in.

"No.. I'm not doing that. I took an Uber here so I could spend the night with you, Daph." He declares this as if it's going to be fact, not even caring if I wanted to participate in this activity or not. "I don't want you to spend the night, Scott.. so I think it's best that you do get an Uber home... You have pushed too many boundaries today, and I'm not liking any of this." I declare as this makes him visibly mad.

"You didn't like what about today? how I bought you breakfast to start your day, right? or how I spent hundreds of dollars on a new bed, including a bed frame for your spoiled ass and never even got anything in return.. don't you think I deserve a little something for trying to make your day so much better even though you never appreciated it and even slapped me about it?" he states, stepping closer as he hovers over me with anger in his eyes. I shake my head, not knowing what I could say that would change this hostile situation for me in a way that I wouldn't get hurt.. I'm terrified right now.

He shakes his head and leaning in. "Come on, Daph.. you know there is this spark between us.. why not act on it? My brother didn't appreciate you.. and he definitely doesn't want you, but I do.. I always have." he states as he puckers his lips and starts leaning in. I put my hands on his chest to try to stop him before this escalates.

"Scott, that's sweet that really is, but I don't want this.. I am not comfortable with this.. let me help you get a ride home before you make things harder than they need to be." I declare to him trying to cut this off as nicely as possible. "I'm so much harder for you already." He states as I feel my eyes rolling automatically at his lame attempt to be funny and hit on me.

"Scott, please stop this.. you're making a fool out of yourself." I declare as I turn back around, starting to open my door even with him hovering over me.. I'm fully prepared to slam this door in his face if he doesn't move it. "Are your kids inside?" he asks as I feel my eyebrows furrowing. "No, but I don't know why it matters if they are home or not.. I'm calling you an Uber Scott.. whether you like that idea or not." I declare, opening the door as he shoves his way through.

I feel him push on my back as I stumble forward just to catch myself on the couch. I hear the door slam loudly behind us before I feel him standing right behind me. "Scott, you need to leave now! You need to get out! I'm not ok with this! You're drunk and not thinking clearly." I yell at him, trying to get him to leave, but I have no way of calling the police and no one is home to help me out right now. So if he doesn't do what I ask of him, then I'm screwed in this situation.

I try to push myself from the couch to give me some space away from him, but this only causes him to lean on me as I hear him breathing hard next to my ear. "I'm tired of you acting like you're too good for me.. you think you're better than me, Daphne?" he yells out, instantly gripping my hair into his hand as he pulls my face to the side.. I yelp and whimper while I shake my head.

"No, Scott, I don't I swear.. Just please don't do this.. stop this, please." I beg of him as he grunts out. "I have wanted this for longer than you could know, and I finally have the chance to get what I want, and you think I'm going to stop?" he asks as if this is the dumbest request I could have ever asked of him.

"Please, Scott, stop. I don't want to do this.. I don't want to." I keep saying as I'm pushing away from the couch trying to get out of this sandwich he has created for me between him and the couch. He pushes me again until I'm being squished with no space between us. He keeps pulling on my hair so my head feels like it's at a 90-degree angle.

I try to pull back as I feel some of my hair being pulled out by the roots from his tight grip.. It hurts too bad to keep pulling. I whimper out, hating this as I feel him start kissing my neck, but the kissing quickly turns to biting. I try to fight off his grip, but with the weird angle and him leaning on me, it's getting hard to even attempt to fight back. But I won't stop fighting this. "Scott, stop, you're hurting me!" I keep yelling at him as he just chuckles at my expense, not caring or believing my words.

He pushes my head forward, almost causing me to lunge over the couch. I try to take advantage as I grip the couch and pull myself over the top of it to get away from him. But this just causes him to grip my hips and try to pull down my shorts as I continue to try to get away from him.

I kick over and over again until he hits my ankle that's wrapped up at the moment, causing me to yell out in pain. I keep pulling myself until I see my phone sitting on my coffee table, just a little further in front of me. I reach out whimpering in pain, but he quickly grabs my hips and pulls me back. So I flip myself around as I kick him in the stomach.

He groans out before slapping me across the face as I yelp out in pain. "Scott, leave me alone, please... just stop this." I beg of him, but with the shift in his features showing satisfaction, I can say that I think he likes me begging. I shake my head as he grips my shirt and pulls me closer to him. I put my arms straight out, trying to stop this interaction. But this infuriates him.

So he turns and throws me to the floor as he jumps down and straddles over me, putting his weight on me. I groaned out as I hit him so many times, but for each him I tried to land a hit he easily blocked it. I whimper out as I keep trying to hit him until he holds my arms down, so I cry out. "Please don't do this, Scott.. please." The demented laugh that escapes his lips sends a chills down my back that I never want to feel again in my entire life.

My legs kick but can't really move with him awkwardly sitting on them with his weight, making them feel as if they will break in half at any moment. "You're hurting me, Scott!Stop! Someone Help! please!" I beg, filling my lungs as I use that stored up air to cry out, shaking my head. His hands slowly drift up my arms until they are lapped one over the other with his one hand holding both down.

I kick with my legs, trying to buck him off as I watch his hand drift down to the bottom of my shirt. He trails his hand over my skin and under my shirt until it's caressing over my stomach and straight to my bra. "Stop!" I yell out as he leans in, causing me to look away, not wanting to be that close and intimate with him. "Come on, Daph.. this will be fun.. I'll make sure you get what you deserve.. and so much more.. I have dreamt about what I would do to you for years.. this, for me, is a dream come true." he declares in a sweet sounding tone that I know only has malice behind it.