Abuse // 5sos (Book 1 & 2)

Chapter 8: Needles and Screams

"Nick, what do you want?" I asked uneasily, shifting under his grip.

"You." I opened my mouth, but he placed his fingers against it, continuing. "Remember our deal princess?"

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Memory: 5 years ago

"Hey princess, dishes." Nick frowned just as I walked into the house from a long and tiring shift. 

I rubbed my eyes and walked towards the kitchen, not wanting to start a fight. It was nights like this when I missed Luke the most. The nights when I just wanted to curl up in his arms and talk about my day. 

Yet here I was, while he's probably hooking up with 3 girls every night. 

I looked at Nick, then at the small bump growing on my stomach. I don't think I'd ever regretted something so much in my life. Nick would be a horrible father and I was no where near ready to be a mother. 

I don't think I ever decided when to tell him that I was pregnant. It would be a secret for as long as I could keep it one. 

I knew he wouldn't approve and I didn't have the heart to kill another person, especially not when I was so dead inside. 

For 3 months, baggy clothes and my secret binges became my life.

I placed my hand over where I imagined the head of the child would be and mumbled. "I already love you and I don't even know who you are."

Again, I thought about Luke and what he would think of the child. 

I was ripped out of my thoughts by a hand wrapping around my hips. They slowly creeped towards my stomach and laid on top of my hands. 

"I never wanted a kid you know," Nick whispered in my ear.

"How'd you know?" Fear rippled through my spine and my bottom lip started to quiver. There was only so much that Nick could take from me before I would break.

"You think I haven't seen you caress your stomach, that I haven't seen that your size doubled in the past month, that I haven't seen the hershey bars go missing? Because I have princess."

He pressed down slowly. "Nick, stop. I can't let you do anything to her."

"We've already decided the gender, have we?" Its true. I did hope it was a girl. After all, the world can only handle one Nick. 

"Please." Nick had immense control over me in every aspect. If I left him, everyone I love would have to pay. So I resorted to begging. 

"Fine. We keep the kid. On one condition. You marry me."

My eyes widened. Marry Nick Grimm, my murderer... at 20? 

"No" I whispered. 

He removed his hands from my coldly. "Fine, then the baby dies. Because of you." 

I knew that I had no other option now. "Okay." I had always imagined that Luke would ask me to marry him. That I could go on tour with him and that we would have a famous kid. 

Out of surprise, I blurted the only true thing running through my head. "But what about L-Luke?"

I left him 6 months ago, but he's still the only thing that runs through my head. 

"Now that we are married, you don't see Luke. You go near Luke and he dies." He ran a finger through his hair, speaking bluntly. 

I didn't respond, but tears pricked at my eyes.