My Sugar (Mafia Gerard Way x Reader) DISCONTINUED

2. New Home

y/n POV:

We've been driving for about half an hour. Mr. Way's hand was on my thigh the whole car ride, which made me uncomfortable but I don't want to know what will happen if I pull away. Whenever someone touches me I kind of freeze up and I know Mr. Way could feel my stiffness but, he probably enjoyed it.

We finally reached the house but, in better words I'd call it a mansion. Mr. Way got out of the car and opened my door. I didn't feel like getting out, I didn't even want to be here. The worst part is I don't have anywhere to go, my parents never loved me, they sold me to a Mafia to pay off their debt. "Out" Mr. Way stated firmly. "No" I angrily said back. Within what felt like just a split second Mr. Way pulled a pocket knife out of his sleeve and held it to my neck. "Out..now" he stated firmly again with anger in his voice. I made a big gulp before getting out. He quickly grabbed my wrist with his full strength pulling me into the house. Once we were inside he softened his grip barley but enough for me to notice. He showed me all the rooms in the house ending with my new bedroom. "And this is your room, it's connected next to mine through the bathroom" he said emotionless. I just stayed silent nodding my head. "Take a shower, your neck is bleeding." I touched my neck to the spot Mr. Way pulled his knife on me. When I pulled away there was in fact blood trickling down my neck. "I'll give you clothes when you're done."

Time skip

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I took a long time in the shower knowing what would be waiting for me when I got out. I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around me before exiting the bathroom. When I looked at what was on my bed I jumped. Mr. Way w-why are you here?" I questioned shakily. "I got you clothes to sleep in," he said. "Where are they?" I questioned. Just as I said that Mr. Way threw a see through bra and panties at me. I looked at Mr. Way again with an unsurprising smirk on his face. He loves this, I thought to myself. "Aren't you going to leave?" I questioned. "No, I'm gonna watch you change, '' he said nonchalantly. I rolled my eyes. Mr. Way pulled out his knife threatening me again. "What did you just do, sugar?" He said walking towards me. I started apologizing like my life depended on it... literally. He decided to put the knife away. I turned around facing the wall and changed into the bra and panties he got for me. As I was changing I could feel Mr. Way's eyes on me. When I was done I wrapped the towel I got out of the shower with around me.

"Take the towel off" Mr. Way way stated plainly. "No" I said shakily. "Take it off or I'll have to take it off for you" he stated firmly. I wasn't gonna let him get away with taking advantage of me this time. "No, you don't own me, '' I stated angrily. Mr. Way just laughed before speaking again "fine, have it your way." Before I could even react he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me onto the bed. He violently ripped my towel off me. He then pulled out a knife and started cutting something into my arm. It felt like fire as the knife scraped across my skin. G-E-R-A-R-D it spelt as my arm got numb. 

When Mr. Way was done he left the room not caring to look back at me, but to be honest why would he. I just layed there crying for what felt like hours. When I had no more tears to shed I decided to go to bed. I pulled the crimson sheets over my mostly naked body and tried drifting off to sleep.

Dream

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"Make a wish sweetie" my mom said. I blew out the nine candles on my vanilla birthday cake. My dad cut the cake giving me the first slice. When we were done eating we opened presents. My dad told me to close my eyes so I did. When he told me to open them again he was holding a leash with a dog connected to it. "I know you were begging us to get you a dog for a while so we thought this would be the perfect day to get you one." I hugged my parents, thanking them for the gift. I decided to name the dog Finn. Finn followed me everywhere until the day I got sold to Mr. Way.

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"Wake up, sugar" a voice woke me up from my dream. Mr. Way picked up my arm admiring what he would call his bloody masterpiece. "Not too bad, my artwork healed quite nicely" he said admiring my arm, when he dropped it the pain from last night came back. "Take a shower, I got clothes for you outside the door, if you're not down in 20 minutes I'll come up to help you" he smirked at the last part. After he left I took a ten minute shower. It isn't fun showering when you can only use one arm. When I got out I opened the door to a tight plum colored dress that was even shorter than what I was wearing the day we met. I slowly put on the piece of fabric and instantly hated it, I tried pulling it down and it gave me a little more coverage. After changing I quickly brushed my hair and teeth before heading downstairs. 

When I got to the kitchen Mr. Way was in the kitchen making pancakes. He took one look at me and started smirking. "I like what I see," he said to me. I rolled my eyes and luckily he didn't see me or else I'd be in some pretty deep shit. I sat down at the kitchen table. He placed a plate of pancakes in front of me "eat it" Mr. Way said impatiently. "No," I protested. I didn't watch him make them, for all I know they could be drugged. "Do we need to continue what we started last night?" He questioned creepily. I quickly shook my head. I decided to eat the pancakes. After a while I started to feel dizzy and my vision was getting blurry. I don't know what's happening to me but I don't like it. The last thing I saw was a blurry Mr. Way and another man with raven hair before my vision went black.

A/N

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It might take a while for me to update the next part because I pantsed the first two chapters but I'll tell you when I'm getting close

I'll edit the chapter later