It was midnight and the smell of alcohol at the party was almost unbearable. Brian and I had only been here for not even an hour and he was already wasted. This was exactly why I didn't want to come. Drinking was something that Brian enjoyed doing a lot and when he's drunk he can't control himself. It's scary enough when he's sober, but it's even scarier when he's drunk. My plan for the night was to just ignore him or to at least not make him angry and that was something I was quite good at.
Later into the party, Emily and I decided to hit the dance floor. With the music pounding in our ears, we made our way to the center of the room. I moved my hips back and forth with the rhythm. I probably looked stupid but I didn't care. I just wanted to let loose and have fun. Minutes into the song, I felt a hand wrap tightly around my waist. At the moment, I didn't know or care who it was; I just wanted to dance. I grinded against the guy holding me, but stopped when I heard a familiar voice.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Brian yelled as he pushed me off the guy. His hand strangled my wrist as he pulled me outside the house.
"Brian! Let go!"
"No! What was that?" He pushed me against the wall. "You can't just grind on another guy!" His hands grabbed my arms above my head.
"Too bad. I just did." I said.
"You just don't understand that you're mine."
His anger scared me. Maybe I still was scared of him.
"These are mine," He said and then kissed my lips gently.
"This is mine," He said while squeezing my backside.
"And this is all mine," He said as his hands slowly made their way up my shirt.
"Stop! Please stop!" I screamed as his hands travelled higher.
"Shhh, just enjoy it." He hushed.
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My Protector
FanfictionIt's Liv's last year of secondary school and she's determined to make it amazing, but some obstacles stand in her way. Her current boyfriend, Brian, abuses her and no matter how much she tries to leave him, she can't. Her fear of him and of what he...
