I would give my soul for you

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Trigger warning!

Tyrone Barker

I had her. I had her right where I needed her to be. She would do anything for me and im sure of it.

She gives me power, I'm in control. For the first time in my fucking life I am in control. And it feels fucking great.

I can fuck her whenever I want

Kiss her whenever I want

Touch her whenever I want

Hurt her whenever I want

And the good thing is she'll stay. Always.

She's delicate. Like a doll. Porcelain, almost.

I'm in love with her innocence. I'm in love with her naivety. I'm in love with her body.

I'm in love with the power. Im in love with her. Anastasia Quinn.

Anastasia pov

I walked out of my dorm quickly, on my way to second period. Prince gave me a wave and I returned it. Tyrone walked towards me, smirking.

"Hi." I said, keeping a distance which he, of course, invaded.

"Hello, Doll." He smiled, leading me to Prince, Luke and Henry.

"Hello, lovebirds!" Luke smirked, eyeing us both.

I chuckled awkwardly as Tyrone's arm got lower down my waist.

"Annie, is your dad going to be staying with us?" Prince asked.

"Uhm, Prince, Anastasia will be staying with me for the winter break, won't you, Doll?" Tyrone dug his nails into my lower waist.

"Uh, I'm no-" I got cut off by Prince.

"Uh, no she won't, she always stays with me!"

"Well not this time, I guess."

"Tyrone, her family is staying with us."

"Why are you so desperate to see my girlfriend, is there something going on behind my back?" Tyrone asked, turning to me.

"No! No, the break is two weeks, right? So how about I stay with Tyrone for the first week and Prince and my parents, the second week?" I panicked.

Prince and Tyrone stared at each other.

"I like that plan, well done my darling." Tyrone emphasised the my, sneering at Prince.

Prince was livid, I could tell.

"Fine." Prince grumbled.

"Well, we have science next," Tyrone grabbed my wrist. "So adios mis amigos!" He smirked, leading me away from them.

"See why I don't want you with Prince?" Tyrone asked as he held the door open for me. "He wants to do something to you, I know it." 

We climbed up the stairs in silence, entering the classroom. We sat at the back of the class next to each other. The teacher droned on about cells and other things.

I felt something cold on my upper thigh. I looked down. His hand was there, squeezing it.

"Tyrone, no." I hissed.

"Shhh, don't make it obvious." He pushed my thighs apart and fiddled with the hem of my lace underwear.

"Please, stop." I whispered.

"Fucking co-operate." Tyrone growled. I immediately shut up. I need to stand up for myself.

He slid the underwear down to my knees and ran his fingers through my folds before shoving them in. I let out a quiet gasp, before carrying on with my work.

"Can you handle three fingers, baby?" Tyrone chuckled, shoving a third one in. This was painful

I winced in pain as he took the third one out and started pumping with two fingers.

I hated this. I hated this so fucking much. The urge to grab his wrist and rip it away from me or just run away was overpowered by me being fucking terrified of him.

I climaxed and came on his fingers which he sucked clean. "Thank you for co-operating."

I nodded.

"Well, don't I get a fucking thank you too? Ungrateful brat."

"Thank you." I said.

He let out a quiet chuckle before acting like nothing happened.

I just wanted to escape.