Oneshots

4: Just Be Mine

A/N: This is based on a story called Just Be Mine by InfiniteTeal. It's Chapter 13, after Kellin raped Pierce. I was kind of unsatisfied with the chapter, I felt like Pierce should have stood his ground more and how it went was kind of unfair. So I decided to rewrite the chapter based on how I think it should have went :-) The story is really good tho, you guys should check it out!

This is unfair.

First of all, he comes sauntering into my life and claims that he loves me, and claims me. I am not an object to be claimed. I belong to no one. I am my own person, I have self-respect.

Second of all, he invades my privacy, showing himself into my house just because he can. That is disrespectful. He feels so self-entitled that can he can do anything he wants to me. He touches me, pulls me close, he kisses me, all with force. It is unfair because I am not able to fight back, I am weak compared to him. Trying to cause damage to him is like punching a brick wall.

He knows that I do not want this. Heck, I do not even want his presence, let alone his touch. It was okay when he kissed and hugged me, I had gotten use to it and it started to feel comforting, not like there was anything I could do anyway. My words are of no use.

He claims he loves me, but disrespects me. He does not listen to what I have to say. He rejects what I want and what I do not. He patronizes and abuses me. How can you hurt someone you love?

So that was the last straw. He knows that sex was not something I wanted, especially not from him. The other things he did was okay, but sex was crossing the line. I was in tears and hurting, I could not feel my body until days after. I could barely walk, I was bruised, not just physically.

Need I mention that he was just a stranger that welcomed himself into my life and did what he wanted to me. I do not even know him, I do not even like him. How long have known him, a couple of months? Sure, I was warming up around him from being around him as and when he wanted to come, not forgetting that he forced his love unto me. That on its own already is a bad start to a relationship.

I have had enough. I am frustrated, angry, sad, and disappointed. This whole relationship, this whole situation is unfair.

He had the guts to rape me, and on top of that, the nerves to disappear himself for three whole days. Would anybody do that to the person they loved? So when I see a figure out of the corner of my eye, I almost flipped. I am seated on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, curled like a ball because I felt like shit because of what he did. Not just rape, everything from the beginning.

I swerve my head to the right and glare straight at his face that holds no expression. The cheek he has. "What kind of a person are you?" I whisper. Oh right, he is not even a living human, he has no soul.

"I'm not, I am a vampire." He states boldly and nonchalantly. He is so direct and I do not need that right now. The anger was already fuming inside me, my blood felt like it was boiling. My face started to get hot and my heartbeat picked up its speed. I just wanted to yell at his face and throw bricks at him.

"You fucking raped me and didn't even want to face me after that?" My voice got louder as I got angrier.

"Is that what you-"

"I told you no and you still did it. You can't say that it wasn't-" He is not giving me the chance to even talk. Once again, he corneringme, slamming his hand against the wall. Of course he knows that I will be scared when his eyes are this dark and his body is this close.

"That's pretty hypocritical for someone who liked it." He said. I want to protest but he knows what I am about to say and cut me to it, "And don't tell me you didn't because that's bullshit."

"If you truly loved me you wouldn't have done what you did." Now I'm staring into his eyes, my voice dropping lower. I hope he sees how disappointed I am.

"Now you're using that to your advantage?" He rolls his eyes. I stare at him in disbelief. The rage is starting to fuel within me again. How dare he?

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I ask with reference to his insanity. He let go of his hand on the wall beside me and backed away. Running a hand through his hair, he seems aggravated.

"You know, I had to run all the way up to the Canadian border to catch the fucking idiot that's causing us problems." He says. So he was occupied. I don't care, that's none of my business. I do not give a shit about whether he had been busy or not, I am not the one that claimed my love for him. It doesn't change anything, it doesn't change the fact that he betrayed me and my trust.

"It doesn't change-" Once again, he is not giving me the chance to even talk. This is becoming more and more one-sided. I am so frustrated and angry, I just wanted to yell!

"Really Pierce?" He cannot seem to wrap his head around the fact that I am still going on about this. Of course I am! This is not some fucking petty matter! He raped me and fucked with my feelings.

"How many times did I tell you that I won't stand for this bullshit?" I don't care anymore, I don't care if he scares me.

"How many times did I tell you that I won't care if or if not you're against it?" He said bluntly. Fuck. I've had enough of his ignorant and cocky shit. I will say whatever I have to say to him, and I will make sure I get my point across. I wil fucking make sure that he gets it and how I'm feeling.

"FUCK YOU, KELLIN!" I see him smirk and is about to say something, probably something about wanting to fuck me, but no. I'm not faltering. I will interrupt and I will say it.

"How the fuck do you have the fucking nerves to tell me that you love me over and over again, then tell me that you don't care about my likes and dislikes. Fuck you, Kellin. If you love me you would respect me and my decisions. You don't love me, you treat me like a fucking slave. You disrespect me, invading my privacy, you hurt me both physically and emotionally. I even have the bruises to show it."

I lift my shirt to show him the black and blue bruises he left on my body as he raped me. If he loved me, he would not have done this. I see that his face dropped a little.

"Who the fuck do you think you are, Kellin?! You can't just do whatever you want with me! You want to make me love you, but you force your love onto me. You don't even have the decency to respect me and my life, at least me as a person, damn it! YOU Kellin are the worst hypocrite, it's not me, it's you. I fucking hated it, Kellin. I cried for three days."

He starts to come closer in an attempt to touch me. Not this time, Kellin. You're not getting your way this time. This is not some cliché drama where you hug me and I will forgive you. No. I will tell you what it is as it is.

"No. Get away from me. See? You still feel like you have the right to touch me? What's wrong with you? The least I want now is to be touched by you." I hope I hurt his feelings with that. He deserves it, he has caused me so much pain.

"Do you know how much pain you have caused me? You claim you love me, then treat me like I'm a puppet, you make me feel worthless and disgusting, Kellin. I should be disgusted of you, not myself. This is unfair for me, Kellin. I can't even make my own decisions, I don't even feel like a person anymore. Why do you feel like you own me and do whatever you want with me? This is wrong, this is not what a relationship should be like. A relationship is two-way."

I had been yelling the whole time that I did not even realize I had started crying. I cannot control my emotions anymore. I just want to get all my anger out. He needs to know all that I am thinking.

"If you loved me you wouldn't disrespect me like this." With this, my voice started to lower and turned into almost a whisper. My voice faltered, and it cracked. Because that's what hurts me the most.

I don't even want to look at him, but the whole time I did. He looks torn in between, his cocky expression had fallen off his face and he looked almost sad and hurt. Good. "I-" He stammered. He huffed and ran a hand through his hair as he looked down. "Pierce, I-" He tried.

"Just get out." I stated firmly and thankfully, he complied. He knows that that is the best thing to do. I don't know what I would do if he didn't leave.

I just need some time to calm down and gather my emotions, and he needs some time to think about what I said. I hope he understands everything that I have just said, I hope he realizes the extent of his actions. He can come back after a couple of days, and we can talk.