My Superhuman (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

He doesn't get it I gave him everything, and he gladly accepted. But accepting and appreciating are two totally different things.I was trying deseparately to hold onto what little courage I had... "So, they say... If you love someone, let them go.." I never should have talked to him about this, I should have just left. Stupid me decided to talk to him, though. His devilish grin sent chills through my bones. "In that case, you're staying." I never knew the amount of strength he had until I was shoved violently back onto his recliner. he walked slowly toward me with a menacing look in his eye. My adrenaline started pumping and I shot up an tried to run until my wrists were caught by his hands. "Where are you going, Izzy? you're not trying to, oh, I dont know.. run? Are you?!" He painfully tightened his grip, forcing me onto the chair. "Vic, please. You're hurting me. Please let me go!" I sobbed. "Go where? you have no one. No one but me. I couldn't let a beautiful creature like you go out on your own." He sat, pinning me between himself and the chair. I had no way to get out, no way to run. I was completely under his control, and it terrified me. "Vic, why are you do-doing this to me? why can't I just leave?" But my question made him livid. "WHY?! I'LL SHOW YOU WHY!!" I was picked up and flung over his shoulder. "N-no Vic. P-please I didn't mean it. honest." I cried. he started stomping to the bedroom. Oh gawd no. "VIC! NO! PLEASE! I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! I SWEAR!" I screamed. too late.