I lean upwards towards his ear breathing softly. "you're mean." I murmur as I swallow a whine he clearly heard. His devilish smirk appears "No" he shakes his head "This is mean" he pinches my nipple in the hand that's covering my nipples I whimper...
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trigger warning ⚠️ Mature themes
We kinda made in unhealthy routine of him coming to my room to let out whatever the hell he was letting out he'd take it out on my body. It was mostly rough all the time. Not too rough though to a point we're I felt unsafe. I liked it rough though gentle felt to intimidate and tricked my body into thinking that someone wanted some else than just sex.
I keep on giving him what he wants though I do get something in return.
"Heard you were Coltens slut." A random dude In a black suit stands beside me with a grin he's got nearly grey hair he's about 5'9 I snicker. God I hate and love this club. "funny. I heard you were his slut too." I respond rolling my eyes.
"Wanna compare notes." I say with fake excitement his noes flares as the bartender chuckles along with man bedside me he's at the bar I notice him occasionally. He's enjoyed watching the strip dancers but never request them.
I lean on the bar fully clothed waiting for Zara who's taking forever she says she needs a ride home.
He hums "I understand what he sees in you besides the obvious." He gestures with his drink to my body. I really like compliments.
"What's the obvious?" I question seemly innocent. "Your sexy body and your pretty fucking face."
I giggle it was fake at the same time as it was real. "I know what he sees in me I just wanted you to compliment me." I sigh and now I don't want a compliment from a guy ever again.
I glance seeing a girl she's got dark hair she doesn't work here I know that for a fact I can't exactly see her eyes because the shitty lighting but she looks stupidly familiar. I only see the shape of her face. I follow her as she heads threw the doors to the dressing rooms I pick up my speed chasing her threw out the club.
She hasn't turned around once she's in a skin tight black jumpsuit with her long dark hair in a ponytail. I follow her to the dressing rooms as she enters Fiona's and Roxanna's room.
I furrow my brows their not here today. I follow her. I enter Im suddenly pushed against the wall air escapes my lungs as my head hits the wall with something crushing my throat.
"Why the fuck are you following me." She hisses at me are cold eyes meet mine as her elbow is against my throat pushing me to the wall taking oxygen away from me I stare in disbelief "Tiana?" I mutter its hard to talk.
My lips part I starting to think I'm seeing shit.
Her eyes widened she glances at me swallowing.
Her face is the same heavier on the makeup she's a lot skinnier not like she's starving but I can tell she's lost weight. My eyes roam her new features she's let go of me. "Katerina." She spits back my name is like a disease.
"How did you-? what the hell are you doing here?" She questions as if I'm the one who disappeared.
I scoff "What am I doing here?" I snark anger in my tone "What the hell are you doing here Tiana!?" I shout my body in raged. "I thought you were dead!" I scream at her. Cause that's what happens to foster care kids you end up missing your dead. Running away no problem but staying out by yourself would get you caught or end up homeless. Hypothermia. Some std teen pregnancy internal bleeding.
