𝕊𝕒𝕘𝕖 | Sapnap

☀︎︎prologue

Tw: harassment

Sage

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A life of drugs and alcohol...is that what she really wanted?

She grinned up at a man, much older than her, basking in the money in his pocket as he bought her another drink. "Thanks doll,"

Sage lived a lavish life, not because she was rich - oh no - it was because of her taking advantage of people before they tried to take advantage of her.

Amber liquor swirled in her cup as she thanked the older man and slowly slipped away whilst he was distracted by another woman.

It's not what you can do for misogyny, it's what misogyny can do for you.

Sage sighed as she sat alone in the bar. Her friends were all getting stoned in the bathroom and likely gossiping. She didn't like getting involved in petty gossip.

When Sage made eye contact with a random guy across the room, her heart dropped and the light drained from her eyes.

It was him.

Dear lord someone save me. She thought as he sauntered over.

"Hey sugar,"

She didn't reply, only swirling the liquor in her cup as she drowned out his voice with the background chatter.

He slammed his hands on the countertop as grabbed her hair. "Listen here, whore."

Sage began to sweat and her eyes started to cloud over. Her long nails - painted red - dug into the palm of her hand, almost ripping skin.

Everyone in the bar looked over and began to call over security. All Sage wanted at this point was to crawl up into a ball and cry.

He yelled at her for a few more minutes before he got dragged away from security.

I hate it here. Is all she thought as her makeup ran down her face.

She knew he'd be back. He always was. Even after a fucking restraining order he was back.

He never gave up.

That's why she trusted no one.

No one but herself.

She couldn't trust anyone apart from herself.