Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

In an attempt to escape, Rebecca stumbled backward, falling to the ground.

"Dirty hands?" Eddy was instantly enraged, his smile twisted, "You think I'm filthy? You, of all people, think you can judge me?"

He advanced step by step, hoisting Rebecca up from the floor.

"Think I'm dirty? Won't let me touch you? Rebecca, it seems I've been far too lenient with you over the years!"

With one arm, he scooped Rebecca up.

"Ah!"

As she was lifted into the air, Rebecca was consumed by fear. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Eddy sneered, "You'll find out soon enough!"

He carried her upstairs, kicked open the door, and threw Rebecca onto the bed with force.

"Hmph!" With a sinister smile, he loomed over Rebecca.

"You know, after all these years, did you ever wonder why I never slept with you?"

Rebecca's eyes widened; she knew. Initially, she thought he was grappling with some moral dilemma...

But then, she realized, he thought she was beneath him!

"Rebecca, I might be 'dirty,' but you're no saint either!"

"How does it feel, living like

he mean

could grasp

of fabric tearing accompanied the chilling sensation on her

"Trying to run, huh? Think if I touch you, you won't run

"No!"

Rebecca's horrified eyes, Eddy's madness

and struggled, but he restrained

What could she do?

husband,

alarm clock on the nightstand... if it

It was!

tightly, Rebecca swung it

cried out in pain, clutching at

The clock grazed Eddy's forehead, drawing blood, but

intensified, and he raised his

Dare to hit

enough for you? Now you want broken bones?

"Ah!"

descended, Eddy reached to tear

battered and barely clothed, and

Suddenly, the doorbell rang!

Annoyed, Eddy stopped, frustrated

assault and kick Rebecca