Holy shit I can't believe I just called him daddy. I'm so fucking stupid!
This man literally abused me physically and mentally and some how I end up calling him daddy while being fucked by him?
God, I hate myself.
"Baby?" Jonas looks over at me from the bed. I've been staring at myself in the mirror for 10 minutes straight just thinking. "Come here" he says.
I walk over to him and he pulls my onto his lap. "You ok?" He asks rubbing my back gently.
God what is this man doing to me?
Why is he being so nice all of a sudden?
It's giving split personalities.
"I'm fine.." I mumble.
"You sure?" He played with my hair. I nod.
"Good then"
He then started kissing my lips slowly.
Fuck not again...
-I'm sorry for the short chapter but I really don't know what to write next.
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