This chapter may be kinda short bc the end is very uncomfortable to write but it's interesting so idc, LOVE YALL
I wake up after being knocked out, strapped to a pole. I look at my surroundings and see that i am in a dark place, seems like a basement, but i didn't know for sure because of how blurry my vision was.
"you're finally awake, sweetheart." Dominic says with a smirk and is holding a key in his hand. I KNOW this bodacious bread stick head ahh NIGIT did not just call me sweetheart.
"Dominic you've done way too fucking much. You know damn well that I am OVER you and I have a whole ass boyfriend, so what's the point?" I say, trying to untie the rope secretly. I've known him for a long time, and all I can say is...he can't tie shit. When i'm looking right now, his shoes ain't tied correctly.
"if you try to untie the rope, you can't." Dominic says, not answering my question. Then what? You took knot tying classes in jail or some shit?
"I've done it before, I can do it again ." I say, until I realize he's fucking right. he did tie it good. I guess those lessons payed off. This is karma for making fun of him I GUESS.
"oh, having trouble there?" he says smiling. you aren't cute shut up. meh meh meh having twouble thewe meh meh meh.
"shut up. I wouldn't even be in this position right now if you weren't so obsessed with me." I say, sit there in defeat. Oh man do I FEEL embarrassed right now.
"what do you even need? I told you already. I DON'T FUCKING LOVE YOU ANYMORE." you say, yelling at him. He started to look angry, and I don't know what he did in prison so it had me worrying. He gets up, squats down to your level and slaps me across the face, and chokes me until i see dots of black loom into my vision.
"don't you raise your fucking voice at me again, bitch. don't you see that you are COMPLETELY helpless right now? I would watch what you say unless you want to stay down here forever." he said, as i'm trying to loosen his grip around my throat. I start to choke a little, and my vision gets a little blurry.
I feel him let go when he's done talking. I thought he was going to kill me. "why are you so obsessed. this is why I don't want you back. actually, I don't want you back because you went to jail for arson with your crazy ass. You were just asking for me to leave. you are SO mentally ill it's insane. You really went out of your way to kidnap me and knock out my boyfriend-"
"he isn't your boyfriend.. I know he's pretending to keep me away." you get taken aback at his words, and get angry.
"and who was the one who told you that?" I question.
"oh you didn't know? it was your little friend.. history? historic-" I quickly realized who he was talking about.
"historia..historia told you.." I say, feeling pent up anger and sadness, to find out your best friend betrayed you, and that you have to give her up. "and what type of connection do you have with her? did you guys date or something?" I ask.
"hell no. she wanted me, I just rejected her, especially because it was when we were in a relationship at the time." he answered truthfully. WHAT?!
"oh so she was fake from the start.. and why didn't you tell me while we were in the relationship.. nevermind. just get me the fuck out of here bro I swear." I say, putting my head back against the pole gently.
"and what are you gonna do about it.. you're helpless right now, plus while you're in this position, I could do anything I want to do.." he says, suddenly pulling out a knife, tracing it across your face, smiling at you creepily. I just hope eren not like this when we break up.. and we not even in a relationship. I turn away from him and scrunch my face as the knife makes contact with my skin.
"i'm so sick of you.. why won't you just give up? it's not like i'm gonna follow anything you say, you can't win me over by a little manipulation like you did last time. i'm tired of your bullshit, Dominic. you're a worthless piece of shit, you're nothing without me, you fucked up everything as soon as you got into prison, jail, i don't even know anymore. i'm not yours, and i never will be." i say staring at him, mostly angry but scared-ish because the nigga got a whole ass knife... who WOULDNT be scared.
I look at him giving me a look that signaled that he was being taken aback by what I said. Suddenly, he smiles and traces a knife on my jawline and gets closer to my face. I try to move back a little, but my head is already against the pole, making me trapped.
"You know you don't mean that... right? I can see right through you and your little attitude. I know you miss me, I just have to remind you what you're missing" he says before he gets closer to my neck, feeling his HOT ASS BREATH lingering.
I start to jerk a little because you knew what he was about to do.
"Shh it's okay," he says smiling, "i'm all that you need." I feel him start to kiss my neck slowly, and get the BIGGEST ick ever. NIGGA WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING?!?!
I feel the knife move from my face to my stomach, poking me...hard.
"If I feel you try to move any ounce away from me, I will penetrate you with this knife. Understood?" He whispers in my ear as he continues to kiss my neck slightly more aggressive. I feel a mental break down coming, as he continued trying to pursue me when I have no choice but to just let it happen.
"Don't cry now, you knew this was gonna happen as soon as I got my hands on you again" he says before his hands snake up under my shirt and start to grope my breasts as I feel tears start to stream down my face.
"You know you want this.. don't even deny it" he says smiling as he leans down and swirls his tongue around my nipple and I cringe and turn away from the feeling. This is absolutely insane, and I can't do anything because there's a KNIFE to my STOMACH.
He does this for a few minutes as things started to escalate and he moves down to my pants and slowly pulls them down, revealing my underwear. My breath gets heavier as a sense of nervous and uncomfortableness washes over me.
He looks up at me, grinning as he continues to pull them down slowly.
