Sabrina ; The next generation

Forty-seven

Warning!: domestic abuse

Adriana

"Why do you always have to speak to her like that? She hasn't done anything to you." I said as I sat down on Theo's bed while he took off his robes and threw them next to me.

"Who? Barracus?" He asked, folding his sleeves up. "She's fucking my cousin... I don't want Sabrina to be near that fucking psycho."

"Sabrina can take care of herself. You know how she is..."

Theo looked at me and a small smile formed in his lips.

"What would you like for Christmas?"

I shrugged.

"There're two months until Christmas... I don't know."

He smiled and leaned down, placing a hand on either side of my thighs, pressing a kiss to my lips.

"Well, whatever you want, you'll have."

He kissed me again before standing back up. I watched him as he walked over to his dresser to change his tie as he spilled something on it during potions.

"I think you should apologise to her." He said, causing me to sigh and look down. "It's boring not being the three of us anymore. Now it's me and Breena and you sitting up here 'cos you have no life."

Ouch.

"I have nothing to apologise for."

"No?" He asked. "Oh, and I also need you to tell her you lied about your dad hurting you."

"Theo—"

"You did lie." He said. "And if she thinks your dad is hurting you, she'll look for bruises and what happens when she sees one because you're being a fucking bitch by not listening to me when I tell you to fix it?"

"I'm sorry."

"Have you gotten rid of the one on your side?" He asked and turned to look at me.

I avoided his eyes.

I didn't know what to say. Did I tell him or did I lie? He'd get angry either way.

"I asked you a question."

I looked at him and opened my mouth to speak, but no words left my mouth.

"Alright, take your shirt off."

"Theo, I'm not gonna take off my shirt."

"Did that sounds like a fucking question?!" He snapped. "I told you to take off your shirt."

I gulped.

"No."

"What?"

"I don't want to take off my shirt, alright? It's my body... and I don't want to do this anymore. You can't just hit me whenever you feel like. I'm your girlfriend for fuck sake!"

Theo slammed the drawer of his dresser in before he walked towards me with his tie in his hand.

"Get up." He told me. "I want you to get up and look at me."

"No."

I was absolutely terrified right now but I just wanted it to stop and I needed to try and get him to stop hurting me.

"I told you... to get up!" He grabbed onto my arm, dragging me off the bed and forcing me in front of him. "Who have you talked to? Huh? You don't sound like yourself."

I let out a breath.

"I haven't talked to anybody."

"No? You're starting to sound like Sabrina." He said. "If you have told her anything..."

"Let go of me." I said quietly, trying to shove him off but he pulled me even closer and stared down at my face.

"What have you told her?"

"I didn't tell her anything!" I exclaimed and shoved him, this time with so much force that he stumbled back.

Theo laughed as he rubbed his chin, looking at me, his expression changing.

"You're gonna regret that." He chuckled, pointing a finger at me before he walked towards me.

Instantly I got into the bed to crawl to the other side so I could leave, but Theo grabbed my legs and pulled me into the floor, turning me around and I cried out in pain when he straddled me, his knee hitting the bruise on my side that had only grown worse over the last three weeks.

"Oh did that hurt?" He mocked, wiping my tears with his hands. "Why are you crying, Adriana? I'm the one who should be fucking upset! You keep lying to me!"

He moved down my body to pull my shirt out of my trousers, taking a look at the bruise.

"Why have you not treated it?!" He yelled at me as I continued to cry. "You've obviously got some internal bleeding. Jesus Christ, Adriana... this could kill you!"

He looked at my face and then punched my side, causing me to cry out again, trying to kick him off with my legs.

"Stop..." I cried. My voice sounded pathetic. "...it hurts!"

He grabbed my jaw and forced me to look at him.

"Stop crying." He ordered me. He was oddly calm, as if taking his anger out on me truly calmed him down. "I'm going to hurt you if you don't stop fucking crying!"

He yelled the last two words but it only made me cry even harder.

Then he slapped me and immediately grabbed my jaw.

"I told you to stop!" He yelled. "You know what?"

He stood up.

"Get up. I'm gonna go and make you a potion that'll stop the bleeding, and you stay in here. If I come back and you are gone, I will fucking kill you!" He spat and kicked my leg on his way out of the room, leaving me crying on the floor next to his bed.

Sabrina

I walked down the corridor, on my way to the bathroom where I was meeting Naomi.

Theo and Adriana went off to have some couple time like they call it so now I could hopefully calm down after today's classes, with Naomi.

I had an hour before Quidditch practice — that should be enough.

I pushed the door to the bathroom open, my eyes landing on Naomi who was leaning against the wall next to the showers.

"Hey." She smiled while I closed the door behind me and pulled out my wand to throw a locking charm at the door.

I repaid the smile, making my way towards her, putting my wand on the sink as I walked past it.

"How did lunch and potions with that cousin of yours go?" She asked as she ran her hands around my waist, pulling me closer.

"I don't want to talk about my cousin." I chuckled, kissing her while I ran my hand to her neck.

Naomi hummed against me, moving her hands up to undo my tie.

"Do you know what I want to do right now?" She whispered, kissing me again while she backed me up against a wall.

She pulled my tie off of me and while I pulled her shirt out of her trousers.

"I've got an idea." I broke the kiss and chuckled and she smiled smugly at me before pulling me back into another kiss.

She pulled my trousers down, dropping to her knees and I stepped out of them before she threw them away, then she hooked her fingers into the hem of my underwear and looked up at me.

"I want you to keep your shirt on."