Forbidden Love [BxB]

Chapter 7

****Trigger Warning: Claustrophobia, Physical Violence, Attempted rape****

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He glared at me with his eyes feeling even darker than usual. In a menacing tone, he said. "I guess I warned you enough, Ryan..."

"B-But... They're--Ack!" Parsa dragged me out of the class by pulling my hair as I struggled to free my hair out of his grasp. "OW! Wait!... Listen to me!..."

Parsa dragged me to the first-floor storage room without letting me argue. With his free hand, he opened one of the metal locker cabinets, shoving me forcefully inside one of them. His tone became harsh and unforgiving. "Stay here, and think about your wrongdoings..."

I felt helpless and afraid as I gripped his black T-shirt, my emotions being an overwhelming mix of panic and anxiety. I couldn't even think properly, and my voice cracked as I desperately tried to defend myself.

"They were the ones who were talking trash about you, and I..." I whimpered, unable to contain my tears as he was unfazed. His hand was calmly lying on top of the locker's door like it was nothing. "Why are... You so harsh only on me?... I really... can't get you... I thought yesterda--"

Parsa's tone was devoid of any trace of pity, his voice low and cold as he spoke with derision. "It's hilarious how humans think they're special as soon as they get a little bit of attention."

I looked at him, taken aback. "W-what-"

He grabbed my wrists and shoved them towards my chest, forcefully slamming the door shut at me. He then proceeded to lock it, leaving me trapped in there. I panicked, punching and pushing against the door as my breaths came out in short gasps.

"No, no! Don't do this to me! I'm claustrophobic!" I screamed in a mixture of terror and remorse, "I was wrong...P-Please...!"

Parsa ignored my pleas and left me locked in the cabinet, alone in the darkness. My calls of desperation went unanswered as his footsteps sounded further and further away. I was beginning to feel overwhelmed by the small, cramped space, the air getting more constricting with each passing second. I couldn't contain my terror anymore and let out a louder howl, "Don't leave me here!" The feeling of suffocation grew even more intense, causing me to feel helpless and scared. "Ugh..."

As my frantic breathing began to slow down once again, I heard the door to the storage room being opened. I suddenly froze up when a familiar voice spoke to Parsa, "I thought you passed him to me... You shouldn't mess with something that belongs to me."

Yousef?!... Recognizing Yousef's voice, I froze up in fear, immediately going silent. I was panting quickly, feeling terrified on the inside despite my silent exterior. Thinking about what they were going to do to me...

Parsa replied in a bored tone and then walked away, "Then you should've held his leash tight... So that he wouldn't come to me..."

These crazy people!... I started coughing as I felt my chest tighten, unable to breathe properly. "T-take me out... I... can't... breathe..."

After several seconds of quiet, the locker's door swung open, and I fell abruptly into Yousef's arms. He grasped my body with his right arm, holding me close while he comforted me with his left hand, stroking my hair.

"There, there..." he said calmly as my head lay across his chest. I was panting heavily, feeling sickened and dizzy. I couldn't stop the tears that streamed down my face and held on tight to his shirt, unable to let go.

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I pulled myself back when I finally regained consciousness, distancing myself from Yousef. He then smiled at me, teasingly asking, "Shouldn't you treat your saviour better?"