Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)

You Again Part2

You get off the chair slowly as Steven walks over to your bed and sits on the end of it. You fold your arms over your chest and walk slowly to the door.

"Don't even think about it" he chimes. You turn to him and see him dangling the key to your room on the end of his index finger. You nervously swallow the lump in your throat.

"What do you want?" You almost whisper. Steven smirks and shrugs.

"I've missed you Y/N, it's been awfully quiet around here without you" he says, stroking the side of your bed. You back up closer to the wall

"Please, let me go" you almost whisper. Steven shakes his head and smiles. He gets up from the bed, making you jump slightly. He places the key in his back pocket and walks slowly over to you.

"The amount of nights I've stayed in this room and just thought of you, sometimes I even used to lie naked in your bed- just to have the image of you fresh in my mind" he says slowly. You feel your heart beating in your chest.

"Please-I haven't told anyone and I won't tell anyone, just please let me go" you beg. Steven places his finger over his lip

"Now we both know that isn't true don't we. I seem to remember your good friend nearly beating me to death with a baseball bat. In fact-"
He slowly unbuttons his shirt and pulls it from his shoulders. you close your eyes briefly before feeling him grab your hand and place it onto his hip. You try to shake your hand free but he harshly presses it down

"Feel that?" He asks, you nod slightly.

"That's the scar from when I fell into the glass door. Can you feel it Y/N?" He asks, holding your hand there. You nod and squint your eyes closed.

"Look at me Y/N" he says harshly. You open your eyes slowly and see that he still has hold of your hand.

"Please" you whisper. He shakes his head and moves your hand lower so that it was over his crotch.

"Do you feel that?" He asks. You feel your eyes prickling

"Please" you mouth.

"That's what you do to me Y/N, what you've always done". He presses your hand over his erect crotch area, you look to the floor and feel the tears falling down your face.

"Shall we continue this to the bed?" He whispers. You shake your head desperately. But before you could reply properly he presses his chapped lips to yours. You try to move your head away but he cups the back of your head angrily and shoves his tongue into your mouth. You shake your hand free and with all of your force, shove him away from you.
You dart to the door and manically try to open it.

"Mum! Mum!" You scream, banging on the door. Silence. You turn to Steven and shake your head as he unbuttons his trousers.

"I swear to god Steven, if you come near me I'll kill you" you threaten, gritting your teeth.
Steven runs over to you and grabs your wrist, before you could fight him off he had thrown you angrily onto your bed.

"No! Don't come near me you bastard!" You shout, he climbs over you and pins you down on the bed with his hands before placing kisses down your neck.
You cry , staring at the ceiling and trying to fight him off.