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An Abusive Jerk

third person.

"You're so heartless," Alison murmured as she stabbed a piece of salad with her fork and threw it on the floor.

Rollins looked at the piece of salad on the floor then at Alison with his jaw clenched, "I had to go walk to a fucking grocery store to buy you food,"

Alison scoffed and rolled her eyes,

"So, eat it!" He hissed. Alison didn't flinch she just grimaced then shoved 2 pieces of salad in her mouth.

Rollins suddenly stood up and picked up Alison's plate then he threw it on the wall, making the glass shatter all over the floor. Rollins laughed bitterly,

"Bitch," He whispered into Alison's ear, gripping on her hair with his hand, "You're so fucking picky, you greedy bitch," He yelled, slamming his free hand on the table.

Alison looked at Rollin's eyes and saw something in them.

Anger and... Sadness.

Alison wondered why Rollins would feel... sad when he had everything. He had a mansion, a great job... What else could he be asking for?

Rollins slapped Alison right across her face and Alison felt the sting on her cheek. She brought her palm up to her cheek and looked at the ground as her eyes started to get blurry,

"I may have been 'sweet' when you first met me," Alison heard him say, "But because of you, I changed. Not into a better person into an... abusive jerk."

Rollins smacked her head and said, "But I don't really care because you deserve this. This was how much you hurt me when you left me, Ali,"

When Rollins said that, Alison didn't feel any guilt. She wasn't guilty because she left him. She never loved him after all, she was only trying to be friendly. Alison even tried declining his offer to take her on a date but he would be like oh come one it'll be the fun and Alison didn't want to be rude.

Then at the night of their first 'date', Rollins kissed her. Alison couldn't help but feel disgusted. But then she thought of Emily's soft lips so she kissed back and imagined the person she was kissing was Emily.

Then the second date came, the third, the fourth, the fifth then... the sixth. The time when Rollins knelt on one knee and asked Alison to be his girlfriend in front of everyone. Alison couldn't say no and embarrass him in front of his co-workers. So she said Yes.

Which was probably the second biggest mistake she made in her life.

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Emily was driving while Mary sat beside her, sobbing.

Emily's grip on the steering wheel was getting stronger and her jaw was clenching as she thought of someone intentionally kidnapping Alison.

I am going to kill whoever took Alison.

Then, Mary's phone started ringing. Emily stole a glance to her direction but looked back to the road again. She didn't want to get in an accident.

She heard sirens at the other side of the woods and her head whipped to the same direction the sirens were coming from. She saw red lights behind the trees and a couple of male voices speaking. She heard a barely audible voice coming from the radio... or a walker talkie.

Emily placed her hand on Mary's shoulder and whispered, "I'll be right back."

Mary nodded and Emily opened the door and started walking to the crime scene. She looked at one of the officers and questioned,

"What happened here, Officer?"

The police officer had a coffee stain on his mustache and his uniform said G. Fort.

"Uh–Some guy–uh–kidnapped this girl, I don't know—I'm not supposed to even say anything," He said, his coffee breath hitting Emily's face making her grimace but she quickly recovered it with a fake smile.

He looked at her up and down, "Get out of here,"

She huffed and turned around about to walk away.

"Ms. Fields!" She heard a male voice call out. She turned around to see a different police officer running to her direction, "I just want to ask you, uh, do you know anything about what happened to Alison Lauren (her stage name). We're currently investigating Rollin's warehouse right now but we can't seem to find any tracing that Alison was here and you're, uh, her girlfriend so you probably should know, though."

Emily cocked her eyebrow and looked at the officer, "Um, no, actually.. But can you explain to me how you guys led to investigating this case without us knowing,"

The officer looked around and looked at Emily confusingly, "Who's us?"

"Alison's manager," Emily murmured, "She's in the car,"

"Well, let's get you to the station," He said, "And bring Alison's manager with you as well,"

"I'll be waiting for you in the car," He said, pointing at the police car.

—

"Let go of me! Where are we even going?!" Alison resisted as Rollins dragged her in his other warehouse.

Rollins turned around and glared at Alison, "The police found my fucking place," He murmured,

"I don't want them to take you away fron me." He said, surprisingly in a soft voice. Alison looked away from his gaze and Rollins sighed. He handcuffed Alison and Alison scoffed,

"You really think I would run away when we're in the middle of nowhere?" She huffed, "Where do you think I'll go? At an abandoned barn? No."

Rollins quietly groaned, "Shut up, will ya?"

He pressed Alison against the wall, using his arm and rummaged in his pocket, in search for his key. Alison whimpered and panted as she struggled to keep her heart rate at a normal pase.

He finally lets go of her when he finished opening the door. He grabs her wrist and threw her in the warehouse, making her tumble and fall on the floor, coughing viciously.

He chuckled bitterly before he slammed the door and left, leaving a sobbing Alison on he floor, curled up in a little ball.

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yall are lucky I stopped my OITNB marathon to continue writing this story.