Me, You & Hennessy

MU&H17.

Levianna Stevenson.

I was terrified for my life. His arms were so secure around my naked body I could barely breathe let alone think.

My mind raced back to when he said I was his. Well now I don't want to be his. If he doesn't love me then I don't want him.

Maybe I was just too pumped up? All I wanted was a boyfriend who cared, but it seems as if he switched like some type of bipolar fool.

Then it occurs to me that he only wants me for sex, but I let it slide because I love him. It was gonna be hard for me to get over loving him.

"I need to pee." I mutter trying to find an excuse to leave.

"No." He groans squeezing my breast with his large hand.

"That hurts stop."

"No." He returns bluntly, and instead squeezes harder.

"I don't wanna pee on myself, please let me pee." I wail.

His arms pick me up swiftly and he carries me to the bathroom.

"Pee." He demands.

I nod slowly and sit down onto the toilet to pee as he reluctantly watches me, making me feel uncomfortable.

After flushing, I wash my hands and he turns the water off and takes me downstairs to the kitchen.

"Sit." He snaps at me, like I'm some type of dog. But scared of any consequences I listen.

I silently sit onto the wooden stool under the bar as he brings out a few bottles of Hennessy. I wanted some, but I can't anymore.

Chris and Henny was a mixture for my sexual drive which I just no longer wanted.

"Drink all of them." He says opening one by one up.

"Don't make me please, I don't want this. I just want to be loved-"

"Levi. Drink them." He spats pushing one towards me.

I huff loudly and take the bottle into my possession as he watches me. He sits onto the counter and begins to drink one with me. He takes s break and holds it in one hand in the air.

"Cheers to the alcoholics?" He laughs, but nothing is funny to me.

"You're an alcoholic?" I ask.

"No I'm just addicted to drinking." He retorts cracking a smile.

"Oh." I reply.

"Duh! Damn Levi use your head." He says placing the Henny back to his lips.

"I used my head until I met you." I whisper but he ignores. Just as I thought he was ignoring me, he holds my face with his hands and kisses my lips, but I don't want him, not now at least.

"I'm sorry I did that." He mutters as our eyes lock. And there goes the lust, no Levi.

"Did what?" I ask.

"Hit you, I didn't mean any one of it. I was just upset, you made me upset." He says losing our eye contact.

"I'm sorry Chris. Maybe I should just go back home if I make you unhappy." I shrug.

"Oh no. Remember you walked out your home, they won't let you back in. Your mine now and since you are as you like to say grown, you will be with me, forever. Like I've said your mine baby." He cooes rubbing my face with the back of his hands.

Tears slip out of my watery eyes and collide with his hands.

"Don't cry now Levi, remember. You wanted to be grown. Congrats, your grown now sweetheart." He chuckles deeply and hands me the next bottle of Henny.