My assistant// Part 2

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I couldn't say anything. my entire neck was purple and my knees had bruises on them as well, I didn't want to do anything either, and I should. I should do something to take matters into my own hands, but I can't risk it.

Link- let's not let this happen again okay? and if you say a word it will be worse next time.

He gets up and walks out. I broke down crying. why does this have to happen to me? I understand why, but are these the measures people have to take to get what they want? It's just sad. 

Mattia- okay so Stacey got me breakfast instead be- why are you crying?

y/n- what? that's ridiculous I'm not crying.

 Mattia- baby girl talk to me.

y/n- eww don't call me that * wipes tears and laughing*

Mattia- I knew that'd make you laugh. what's wrong?

y/n- nothing I'm fine.

Mattia- you're not fine, tell me what's wrong.

y/n- no.

Mattia- what are you hiding? and by the way, I didn't want to say anything but you never wear turtle necks and you said so yourself that you hate them soo it's kinda Sus that you're wearing one.

y/n- I just thought it was time to face my fear of ugly turtle necks.

Mattia- just tell me please, and what happened to your knees? 

y/n- nothing. stop being Nosey.

Mattia- y/n l/n tell me what happened.

y/n- fine, but you can't do or say anything about it.

Mattia- I can't promise that. 

y/n- Mattia.

Mattia- fine " I promise". 

y/n- okay. 

I lift up my shirt revealing my bra. He blushed.

Mattia- Woah Woah. 

y/n- shut up, that's not what you're supposed to look at.

Mattia- fine, omg-

He just gave me this blank stare. then he got mad. but then he hugged me tightly.

Mattia- I need to know who did this to you.

y/n- you promised.

Mattia- y/n  someone hurt you. whether you like it or not that person needs to pay.     He hugs me tighter.

y/n- it was- 

* Knock Knock*   Celia was at the door.

Celia- Babyyyy I'm here for our Breakfast!

Mattia- shit. put on your shirt and sit at my desk.

Mattia- hold on! just wrapping up some papers!

Celia- hurry up! this breakfast can't hold itself!

y/n- *whispers* I thought you 2 were done?

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