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I get in the car not saying a word or arguing with him. I feel repulsed at my self and the man that tried to-
"I should've dropped you off at your apartment instead of a couple blocks from it" he looks at me,giving me a sad look
I don't say anything back. I don't have the energy,what's happened can't be changed no need to argue about what could've been.
We get out I walk in front just wanting get to my apartment and cry. He follows behind me,treading quietly.

I take my keys that I grabbed off the floor when he ripped my coat off of me.

I unlocked my apartment and turned the light on. Everywhere was trashed

The little things I owned were thrown everywhere.

I walk in and glass crunches beneath my feet. I walk in my room carefully.
Written on my mirror in red was "I told you I'd come back"
I freeze knowing full well who it was.

I had an ex called Joe. The relationship started off amazing but he was no good. I found out he was cheating with of my best friends at the time and left him never looking back.

FLASHBACK

I walk in, the door being unlocked as usual.
"Joe are you in ?" I half shout knowing his neighbours are dicks and moan if you shout.
I look around the apartment searching each room. The bedroom door is shut. Weird.
I open the door and see Jazzy riding him.
" see Jazzy I knew you were a slut but not like this" I speak calmly.
She turns around and scrambles off him. Her eyes widen knowing it's me.
Joe finally speaks up "this shouldn't surprise you Grace,you're a prostitute you have men every night so I should be able to fuck someone else freely" he shrugs his shoulders.
"See Joe the difference is I don't sleep with them" I turn and face Jazzy " I hope you enjoyed riding his one inch cock you'll have to keep faking orgasms as long as you're with him". I walk out 'accidentally' smashing some glasses.
"Don't worry Grace I'll come back for you later"
He's screwed In the head.

Flashback ends

"I'll find out who did this" Xander is facing me holding his gun in his hand.
I sit down on my bed and shrug my shoulders. "No need I know who it is"
"Who?" He walks just so there is an inch between us. He brings his hands up so that they're cupping both sides of my face. His touch is warm and for some reason makes me relax. I must be going crazy.
"Tell me who it is darling" his face is so close and I feel his lips brush against mine.
"I can handle it myself,my experience with you so far I've only seen you kill people"
"It's what I do best"
"Clearly"
His face is too close and is tempting me too much. What the hell is wrong with me?
"Tell me who it is"
"Just some crazy person,no one important"
"Well clearly they're fucking crazy" he stands up moving away from me
I hum in response.
"You're staying with me from now on,you have no choice in this until I know who and why they've done this"
" you know nothing about me but you'll find someone who has nothing to do with you, want me to work with you and now live with you" I wave my hands around whilst explaining.
"There's something about you,you saw that man on the floor and you didn't run away from me"
"Yeah because maybe I'm more fucked in the head than you are" I said standing up and walking to him and poking my index finger into his chest whilst I spoke.
He laughs at my response.
"Don't fight me on this Grace, I'm only looking out for you"
" I don't need you to,my life was perfectly fine before you came into it" he looks at me with a hard cold glare.
"Oh yeah because prostituting yourself is a good life"
I look at him dumbfounded. He did not just say that to me.
"Get the fuck out"
"No"
"I swear to god Xander I will kill you"
"Like hell"
He grabs me and flings me over his shoulder leading us out of the apartment. I kick and scream at him continuously until I'm thrown in the car. Fuck him he's practically kidnapping me.
I'm so angry right now I just wanna cry. I have so much frustration and it's all because of him.
"Let me out"
"No"
"Let me out"I say raising my voice louder.
"For fucks sake Grace shut the fuck up, stop moaning I'm sick of it. I wouldn't have to be looking over you like this if you didn't fucking see me murder someone."
I go quiet. I honestly wish I had stayed later at the strip club maybe this would have never happened.
"You should put me out of your misery then and just fucking shoot me"

Bit of a shorter chapter today! From here they will get a lot better so please like and comment it would mean the world❤️

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