Drunken idiotMature

Elisa went home and collapsed in to her chair in the study. She turned the computer on and began to work on her article. Half way through she sighed and deleted the last paragraph. Her head between her hands she groaned. This was never going to come to her. And then she heard a banging on the door.

"Oi babe, let me in!"

Her head snapped up. Her boyfriend, Jerek was drunk again, and if she didn't open the door, she would have to pay for it sooner or later. She slipped through to the front door and opened it. Jerek was leaning heavily on the doorframe.

"Bout flipping time." He pushed through and closed the door, leaning against her.

"You should go home and get some rest Jerek."

"Not until I get what I want." He began nuzzling her neck. She pushed him away gently.

"Jerek, you're drunk. Go home."

He slammed her against the wall with his hand around her neck. Then he began unzipping his trousers.

"Since when do you tell me what to do?"

Just then a can flew through the open window, and a car horn beeped loudly outside.

"Jerek!" His mates were calling him from outside. The there was a knock at the door.

"Elisa? Are you alright?" It was Brad. he only lived next door and had obviously heard all the noise. Jerek ran to the door and opened it, pushing Brad out of the way as he did up his pants to join his mates. Elisa sank to the floor as Brad came in. he ran to her on the floor. "Elisa!"

She pushed him away so he couldn't see the tears blooming at the corner of her eyes.

"Just leave me alone!"

"But Elisa..." She got up and ran out the door. She wandered the streets aimlessly, and then found herselfat the doors to the library. Shivering, she went inside.

The End

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