Girl That You Love (Valentino X Reader)

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TW: abuse (mentioned), manipulation

YOUR POV:

I ran down the street as fast as I could, and sometimes I would stumble over myself. I was already long gone from V Tower and back into a familiar setting. I hadn't been on this side of the pentagram since Valentino and I were contracted together.

I tried not to think about Valentino or the punishment that awaited me on the other side of this. I tried to remain positive, maybe Valentino wouldn't find me and I would be free...but deep down I knew that wasn't the case.

That's when I saw my safe haven.

I picked up my pace as I rushed up the apartment steps and began to bang on the door. "Selena!" I cried, "let me in!" I banged some more, "please be home!"

I needed to be away from the public view. There was no telling where a Voxtek security camera was.

The door swung open as I tumbled inside, "Y/N?!" Selena exclaims as she stares at me with wide eyes, "what the hell are you—?!"

I crawled inside her house as she shut the door behind me. I got up and ran to her hall closet as I grabbed many blankets. I rushed into her living room and set a blanket over top her tv and then rushed into her bedroom and placed one over top of that. After that, I pulled all her curtains shut while she stood there and watched me.

"What the fuck are you doing?" She worriedly asks.

I turn to face her with a shaky breath, "you need to hide me."

"Hide you?" She asks, "why? What the hell are you talking about?"

I walked over and grabbed her arms roughly, "I ran away."

Her eyes travel to my bruised skin, "your face...what—?"

I pull away and place a hand overtop my bruised cheek, I wince but speak, "I had an accident."

"An accident?!" She yells, "more like a car hit you! Are you okay?! Who did this?!"

I swallowed, "I never told you...did I?"

She shakes her head, "tell me what?"

I take a shaky breath, "I have a contract with Valentino.

Her eyes widen, "I knew it! I knew you got taken by that crazy pimp!" Her eyes soften, "did he do that to you?" My silence told her enough as her eyes narrow and her pupils turn into slits, "that fucker!"

I gasped, "you knew?"

She shrugged, "I had an idea...a theory. I can make some warm tea, that usually calms me down."

"Oh, I don't really—."

"I don't care. It's gonna be a long day. Go sit and I'll make some," she commands as I hesitate and walk over to her couch.

I sit down and frown, it's not as comfortable as Valentino's.

After a few minutes, she returns with two cups of warm chamomile tea. "So, tell me everything. Don't miss a single detail."

I nod and blow on the tea before taking a sip, it was warm and yummy.

"After you and I left Cannibal Town, and after you left me...Valentino showed up. He...threatened me and I was forced into signing a contract with him. At first, each day was a living hell but then I got into the routine of things and they weren't as bad. I mean, don't get me wrong, it was still awful but tolerable...ya know?"

Selena nods as she sips her tea.

"I made some friends and soon everything was looking up," I smiled softly, "he told me he loved me and that every punishment I got was because I deserved it...but also, to correct me. He never once told me he didn't love me." I took another sip of my tea as I tried to calm my nerves, "he soon turned me into one of his stars and that's when everything reached its peak. But even when you're at the top, you're destined to fall, right?" I dryly laughed, "and today...something happened and he snapped, and he took it out of me...so, I ran away."

Selena sets a hand onto my hand, "you're welcome to stay with me for as long as you want."

I smile, "thanks."

She bites her lip, "do you mind me asking a few questions?"

I shake my head, "go on."

She hesitates, "what type of punishments? I-I mean I can tell he hit you but," her voice softens as her ears flatten.

"He," I take a breath, "hits me...and very rarely degrades me. He made me suck him off once as punishment. But I guess...that's the extent."

Her eyes narrow as her tail puffs out, "that's not fucking right. But I think you made the right choice to get the hell out of there."

I frown, "yeah...maybe."

"Don't tell me you're upset about leaving!" Selena gasped with a glare.

"I don't know!" I groan, "he does all these bad things to me but—."

"Don't you dare say you find him attractive!"

I nod shyly, "I-I do."

"But he literally abuses you! None of that is attractive or okay!"

"B-But you don't see the way he looks at me, o-or how he treats me!" I suggest, "he looks at me with so much love and adoration, and he treats me like a princess. Sure he might get angry at times and take it out on me, but he tells me that he loves me each time he does it." I take a breath, "he hits me because he loves me. Abusing me is how he shows his love. And he does it with that smirk, fuck that smirk!" My cheeks begin to heat up as I imagine his smirk, "he could be saying the most vulgar things, the most awful things with that smirk and I'd eat it up every time."

"And none of that is good!" Selena yells, "you are quite literally, in an abusive and toxic relationship! There's nothing attractive about abuse, of any kind! I don't care if he tells you he loves you and tries to justify it, at the end of the day it's still abuse!"

My eyes narrow, "but you don't see the way he looks at me!"

"Is that your only excuse to justify his abuse?" She asks, "is that he loves you?"

"He wouldn't hurt me if he didn't love me."

"It's the fact that you think he loves you."

"And how do you know that?!"

"I know because if he did love you, he wouldn't hurt you!"

"H-He's just not good at expressing his love—shit happens!"

"Shit doesn't happen though! Y/N, I love you, but when are you going to open your eyes and realize he's using you!"

I didn't say anything as I glared at her. I silently set the cup of tea down, "don't act like you understand my feelings."

Selena doesn't say anything. "I'm going out for a walk." She sets her tea onto the table and stands up as she walks over to her door, "I'll be back later." She slides her shoes on and leaves.

"Fuck!" I scream out into the empty apartment. I place my hands over my eyes and begin to weep as I'm left alone with my thoughts.

The thoughts that were out to harm me.