A Pryce Worth Paying

"Ali, why fight me...I can do you right here on the floor...the way I like to do you," he warned her and she cringed. She knew what he meant by that and her anger grew. She may not have had the strength to refuse him in the past but she would that night. With all her physical ability, she pushed him forcefully off of her with both hands tightly fisted like balls. She darted for the door quickly, opened it and stayed in between the door and the hall where she had the option to stay or run.

“Stop it and leave now or I will scream!” She told him while panting, "I told you already that I am done - I can’t do us anymore! I don’t even know who you are - who you’ve become.”

“Ali, I’m the same - I don’t know what the hell you mean that I’m not the same!”

“Stop it - just stop it. We’ve done this enough - nothing ever changes.”

A Pryce Worth Paying - 3

Thomas looked at her with his brows wrinkled together, his face serious, lips tight and walked to the door entrance. He stood directly in front of her intimidatingly and then told her in a very low tone, “I’m not done with us!”