TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!This chapter will contains mature content as well as D.V!!!!
I sat up on her bed debating if I should just wait for 00her to come out or should I force her door open. Right when I was going to get up the bathroom door opened up. I could feel my heart beating from the adrenaline and from not knowing how she will be with me right now. She had pulled her hair up in a messy bun. I can see the tears that still kept trickling down her cheeks. I felt bad but then at the same time I can't allow her to disrespect me that way, especially in front of my men. I could see my knuckles imprinted on her cheek still. I would be lying if I said that it didn't pull on my heart strings but I just have to keep my foot down on this. I wanted to grab her and just devour her, but what do I even say to her. She just walked into her closet and grabbed a small blanket and pillow. I stood there just watching her, she didn't even spare me a glance, a word nothing. I know I must seem like the worse person in the world for hitting her, how else do I have her listen to me? With a loud sigh I followed her out to her living room. She curled up on the couch facing away from me. I couldn't take this silent treatment anymore. I kneeled down to her and brushed her hair back from her face. She flitch away from me, my heart was breaking away piece by piece. "Beautiful please talk to me." Nothing no response nothing. I looked at her face and she just shut her eyes. I saw a tear escape from her eye. I pulled her to face me and roughly grabbed her chin and slammed my mouth on hers. I needed to show her how sorry I am. All I could taste is her salty tears, but she wouldn't kiss back at all. Didn't matter how rough I kissed her she never kissed back. getting frustrated I got on top of her making sure my full weight wasn't fully on her. I looked at her directly in her eyes and she just turned her face from me. I started to kiss her neck especially where her sweet spot is at. She held back her moan, which pissed me off even more. "Beautiful, I'm sorry really I am. Please forgive me.." I kept repeating myself in between kisses. Nothing no "ok" or "no" nothing she just laid there underneath me. "Serene, I'm trying to be patient her with you. What else do I have to do to prove how sorry I am?" She then turned her face towards me, I've never expected to see her this angry or hurt with me. She looked right in to my eyes and made a low chuckle.
"Oh your being patient with me when your the one who hit me. Your being patient with me when your the one who said I wasn't anything to you. What else do you want from me. Like you said earlier go to those many whores of yours and leave me the fuck alone. That's what you can do, as a matter of fact you can start by getting the hell off of me!" All I saw next was red, how dare she really speak to me like this. She started squirming and moving around trying to get me off of her. I had enough of her being so disrespectful and not even allowing to consider my apology. The next thing I realized was that I was choking her. "Enough!! I told you I was sorry damn it. Serene why cant you listen to me?"
"GET OFF OF ME NOW!!! DIESEL YOU'RE HURTING ME! LET ME GO PLEASE DIESEL!" I loosened my grip on her throat and she start to cough. I got off of her and she sat up holding her throat and cough still a bit. All I saw was her hair a mess and tears sliding down her beautiful face. In a low voice I heard her say, "Please.. Diesel leave. I don't want you here. Please leave me alone." Her begging for me to leave her alone just fueled my rage I stood up in front of her and pulled her by her hair so she can look at me. "What the fuck did you just say?" I said through clenched teeth. She just whimpered and kept trying to free my hand out of her hair. "I'm not asking you again. Repeat of what you just said."
She kept sobbing and cleared her throat, trying her hardest to speak she responded in a raspy voice. "All I'm asking for is some time to calm down and think that's it. Please let me be alone for now." "Hahaha, you think I was born yesterday? You were brave a minute ago why are you being so shy now? Hmmm?"
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Getting Away From Him
Short StorySerene being the 21 year old naïve girl thought when she met the biker guy of her dreams, that it was going to be her ever after. Boy was she wrong. Things turn to bad to worst real quick. Will she stay and let him keep treating her like a doormat...