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Tw: Physical Abuse
"Jacky you better hurry up! we gotta get outta here" Damon yells as Jacky packs her things.
"I'm coming I'm coming, where are we going Damon" Jacky yelled back
"We have to go somewhere where we can remain safe" Damon kissed Jacky's cheek.
Jacky nodded as they went out to Damon's car "come on"
As they got into the car Damon drove away as fast as he could, he knew Jacky's family would find some suspicious in them leaving.
Damon drove to the suburbs of detroit "we're gonna stay here for a little while, this a extra house my father had" he explained
"you sure no one will find us here?" Jacky asked
"I'm sure, come on we need to get settled" Damon grabbed Jacky's bags heading inside the house.
The house was very nice and just the size for Jacky, she always wanted a big house.
Jacky got settled unpacking all of her clothes, in her luggage she found a picture of all of her sisters & her parents.
"lord what did I do" she cried, Damon entered the nicely decorated bedroom "what you crying for? Jacky nobody will know" he shrugged his shoulders
"Damon I just watched the love of my life kill my father, please give me some space" Jacky brushed passed him.
"the fuck you just say to me?" Damon walked up to Jacky "D-Damon please, I don't feel like arguing"
"nah, you care about him dying? when he tried to belittle me? really?" Damon gripped Jacky's neck.
"D-Damon I-I can't breathe" Jacky trued to speak
"you wish he was still here huh?" Damon punched Jacky in her stomach and face, making her fall down to the ground.
"Damon I'm pregnant!" she cried "hopefully that'll remind you to never speak of him again in this house" Damon laughed
Jacky didn't understand why she put up with Damon's abuse, but she felt like she deserved it in ways.
It was better than letting Denise have him
She rather him take it out on her then Denise or Dorinda, her plan wasn't for him to hurt Dorinda but Damon took that into his own matters.
"got blood on my new floors, useless" Damon rubbed his fist which was bleeding from Jacky's face
Jacky sat on the ground crying as blood ran down her leg "lord please" she cried
She grabbed a towel rubbing the blood off "go away! please" she yelled as she scrubbed
"god no" she held her stomach as she felt her pain get sharper and deeper.
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Over-Throned
Fanfiction-possession of control, authority, or influence over others- having too much power can be overwhelming, can Dorinda handle all this power ?
