[•|_The wound_|•]

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(This chapter does include SA)

[•|_Angels POV_|•]

After leaving Husk and going to my room I closed the door, the events of earlier returning to me in a big rush.

[•|_Earlier that day_|•]

I was in my dressing room getting ready for a shoot when Valentino came into my room. "Angel~ baby~ come on, you should be ready by now~" He said in a slutty voice. "I-im almost done!" I replied, stuttering slightly.

Valentino then grabbed me by the scruff of my neck, holding me up in the air, the bottom pair of his hands touching my soft, fluffy chest. "I told you to be ready 5 fucking minutes ago, whore! Now, get in there and do your fucking job!" He said angrily.

He then threw me to the floor, it hurt but I had worse. "Y-yes Val..." I replied. Then he grabbed me harshly by the wrist, dragging me out and pushed me onto the set.

After my shoot, I got off set and Val gently stroked my shoulder. "Good job baby~" He said, putting his hand under my chin and forcing my head to look up at him.

I was scared and didn't know what to do except just let it happen, I just let him force my head up, his lips pressing against mine. It felt awful and I wanted to die in that moment in time.

Afterwards I quickly tried to walk away but Val grabbed me. "And where do you think you're going?" He asked. Shit, that scared me. "I-i want to leave..." I said quietly. "Oh no you dont! You don't fucking leave until I say you can fucking leave! Do you understand me bitch?" Val asked in a firm tone, and I knew I had no choice but to agree. "Yes..." I replied. "Good" He said and grabbed me, kissing me again.

After a few minutes he let me go, but kept hold of my hand. "Angel baby~ you don't wanna leave me~ remember out little deal~?" He asked. Not the fucking deal. A pink chain appearing around my neck, connecting to the smoke of Valentino's cigarette. "You cant leave until I say so. Do you hear me?" He repeated, grabbing a bottle by the top and smashing it in half. He was holding half of the bottle now, it was sharp too, the other half had fallen onto the floor behind me, the spikes sticking up.

As Valentino walked towards me, I backed away and just barley missed standing on the spiky bottle. I was backed against the wall, my breathing sped up and Valentino was right in front of me. He used the bottle and stabbed me in the side. I breathed in sharply, my hands going to my side on the wound. I staggered and fell to the floor, tears started running down my face.

[•|_End of flashback_|•]

I took off my shirt and looked at the wound and the dried blood on my fur... and fuck did it still hurt. I put a slight bit of pressure on it and inhaled sharply from the pain. I had no idea how to treat the wound, but I know someone who does.

[•|______________________________|•]

POOR ANGEL!!!

I HOPE VALENTINO DIES!!
ANYWAY ILL KEEP DOING MORE OF THIS BC IM FINDING IT RLLY FUN!

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