17| Hung Up On You

The rest of the week was hell. Dominic would send me suggestive text messages and call me at absurd hours of the night asking what I was wearing, but those were the nights I was thankful for. Other nights he would simply show up at my door. He was everything that I always accused men of being: a pig.

Any time that he threatened to end our collaboration if I didn’t obey him, I wanted to threaten to cut his balls off in his sleep, but I was so worried that his threats are legit that I end up doing as he says, and beating myself up every day for it. 

The only good thing that I had to look forward to this week was my day with Isaac this weekend. I feel like I’m going to burst open at any moment now that I have realized my feelings for him. 

He needs to know. I need to tell him that I love him too, and he needs to leave Whitney before it becomes too late. She always seemed cold to me, and I couldn’