Subterranean | H.S.

S14

A reminder that I'm not a doctor or a medical student. What I wrote here may be a complete bullshit. But anyway, enjoy.

Persephone's pov

I stare at the ceiling, drawing invisible patterns in my head, over and over again. I couldn't sleep tonight and I'm surprised I even got an actual hour of sleep. I forced myself to go to bed instead of crying on the floor right at my door. The past twenty-four hours were crazy. 

I feel bad for letting Jack make a scene at my work with all my friends around. I feel even worse knowing that Zayn was there and he saw it all. I always am the reason why my family, friends, and boyfriend are angry or disappointed with me. I'm a walking failure. I make no good to anybody. 

The only thing I feel better about is that at least Riley knows a bit of everything. I will have to explain the whole situation to her, calmly, from the beginning and maybe she'll change her mind about forcing me to report Jack. She can't be mad that he reacts that way. It's just the way he is. He had every right to tell me that he didn't like my behavior. That's how relationships work, people let each other know how they feel about certain doings of the other one. Riley never liked him and I don't know if that's just because he's my boyfriend or just because of him as an individual. He's my first and only boyfriend. 

''You, Persephone. You're a victim of abuse. You're in an abusive relationship. Victims of such relationships are most of the time not aware of what they're going through.''

''Most of the time victims come back to the abuser because they don't know any better and they think this is what love and a normal relationship look like. And most of the time they're trying to find excuses to defend the other person.''

''Love? This is what you call love? I love you, Persephone. I am your best friend and I'd do anything for you. I'd protect you with my life if I had to, do you understand? But Jack? He doesn't love you. A person who loves you would never leave a mark on your skin. He's manipulating you and God knows what else. Has he forced you into doing anything you didn't want?'' 

Maybe that's why she acts like that. She has to be jealous or afraid that he's going to steal all my attention. I have to let her know and make sure she knows there will always be a place for her in my life and I will always have time for her. 

I don't know where is Jack right now. I haven't heard from him since Zayn told me to leave the club. Honestly, I'm surprised he wasn't at my door, because where else would he be? I don't even know how their fight went and I wish I would never have to find out. 

I also have no idea if Jeffrey saw our interaction. I'm praying that Riley kept our conversation to herself and Jeff is clueless about what happened. I don't want to lose my job because of my personal life. 

I close my eyes and let out a breath. My fingers press on the corners of my eyes.

''Is this what you're doing here?'' He moves his face closer to mine. ''Acting like a fucking slut? Letting everyone look at you, touch you, and see your naked fucking body?'' His other hand tugs hard on my top and I immediately grab it with both of my hands, preventing it from uncovering my chest. 

''No.'' I say under my nose and aggressively take the duvet from my body and get up. 

''You won't let me fuck you. My own fucking girlfriend doesn't want me to fuck her! But she lets every other man see her like this?!'' He screams straight into my face and I flinch. ''Is that what you're doing?'' He barks at me. ''Which one is your side dick?'' He turns me around by my throat.

''No.'' 

I quickly walk out of my bedroom and open the door to my bathroom. 

The events from the past play in front of my eyes.