just yelled with me. “No one can hear you Maggie, no matter how loud you scream. They are all down there having a good time and that is what we should be doing. You work too hard.”
I started to cry, the tears burning my face as he came closer. The sink was hard against my back and then he hauled me up on the sink. I tried one last time to get away, kicking him as hard as I could in his stomach. It only seemed to make him madder and his arm came back to strike me again.
“Touch her again Senator and there will be hell to pay.”
Steve squinted at the tall man in the doorway. As he moved back, I ran towards the door and then passed the man standing there. George was there with flashing dark eyes and I didn’t want him to see me crying. I wanted to thank him, but no words came out. I was stuck, no wanting to go downstairs in front of all those people. Steve was yelling that I was fired and it literally couldn’t get any worse. I didn’t want to break down, but I knew I was going to. It had been too much and my mind needed time to think of it all.
“Maggie? Here let me help you.”
I was sitting at the top of the steps. The dress was ripped and I couldn’t go downstairs without showing off more of my body than I wanted to. There was nothing I could do and I didn’t know where the Senator was.
Looking up at George, his pity made it even worse. “I’m fine George. Why don’t you go back to your party? I called a cab. Do you have a back exit so that I can get out of here without everyone seeing me like this? Please.”
He bent down and touched my cheek. “Come on. Let’s get you cleaned up Maggie. I won’t have you taking a cab. When you are ready to go, I will take you wherever you want to go.”
I kind of laughed bitterly. I needed to go back to Ohio and find another job. It was going to be close to impossible by the way things had ended with my first job. But at the moment, I really just wanted to wash the feel of him off of my skin and cover myself up better.
I let him help me up and followed him further down the hallway to his room.
Chapter 8
George sent me into his closet after he washed the bit of blood off of my face. Steve had split my eyebrow when he hit me and I could already tell it was going to swell. It hurt too bad not to. I had never been hit by a man before and it was not what I had expected. He was so much stronger than I would have given him credit for, but it seemed like I had been wrong about so many things. I had been horribly wrong about my boss, the great Senator that I now hoped never made it to the presidency. Our country could do better and there was no way to separate the man, from the deeds.
“Thanks George. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come in.”
“By the looks of it, you would have stopped the Senator from having any more children.”
He was trying to make me laugh, to lighten the mood and while I appreciated it, it was hard to laugh when my face hurt. Grinning and then grimacing, I saw a moment of fury in his eyes.
“Let’s find you something to wear, shall we?”
“Please, nothing too revealing.”
George had a solemn look on his face and I wondered what he was thinking. Opening the closet, he gave me one of his shirts and a pair of shorts. I looked at him kind of strange, my eyes questioning his choices.
“Take a shower and you will start to feel better. I will send someone out to find you something appropriate to wear. I don’t want you to have to go down there and worry about him. He’s been asked to leave. Just take a hot shower and I will bring you up something when you are done.”
I wanted to ask him to stay, but I couldn’t get the words out. Instead I pulled him back to me and kissed him softly on his lips. “Thank you.”
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The shower felt amazing and I was almost feeling better about everything until I got in front of the mirror and seen my face. It was swelled to twice the size and my head was killing me.
Jennifer Youngblood, Sandra Poole