This can't be so

03

"You are mine, you're not allowed to be in control!" Mr J smacked me across the face making me fall to the ground. He proceeds to kick me over and over in the stomach. I knew this would happen and I wasn't sure if it was worth it anymore. I feel a knife slice across my cheek forcing tears from my eyes.

"You stupid whore!" He slapped the newly formed cut overwhelming me with pain and a burning sensation. Why does he hurt me, doesn't he love me. I only wish for him to be happy.

"Listen to me!" He screams in my face grabbing at my wrists and holding me tight.

"Puddin' please stop." I joke, a metallic taste filling my mouth. He proceeded to kick me in the head forcing me unconscious.

<><><><>3 Hours Later<><><><>

"Harley?" I hear my puddin' whisper. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, they felt glued shut and my head was fuzzy.

"Damn it baby wake up." I hear his voice whisper and his cold hand strokes my cheek. His touch felt loving and I wanted him to hold me close, I wanted him to hold me in his arms and kiss me better.

"Puddin'" I choke out still tasting blood in my mouth.

"Harley!" He cried pulling me into his chest. I loved when he held me close, he does love me really, its my fault for disrespecting his rules.

"Im sorry but you broke our rules! You know I had to punish you. You made me look bad, like a little bitch." He mumbles in my hair. I nod and sigh.

"What time is it?" I whisper so quietly he had to ask me to speak up.

"Its 10pm." He lifted my chin gently searching my face for any emotions.

"I want to sleep." My voice croaks but Mr J seems to understand as he carries me to our room. He helps me into a night gown and removes his shirt, climbing into bed in his sweat pants.

"I love you puddin'" I whisper cuddling close to him, his arms pulling me close. It doesn't take me long to fall asleep safe in his arms.

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I wake to see my puddin' still sleeping next to me, this doesn't happen very often but when it does I love to trace his tattoos and when he finally stirs I kiss him gently in hopes that he will wake up happy. It takes only minutes for his eyes to flutter open and smile looking deeply into my eyes.

"Hello puddin'" I mumble and kiss him lovingly. To my dismay he doesn't kiss back.

"J?" I question.

"I need to go meet with someone." He states getting up and hurriedly dressing. Part of me is disappointed but he has things to do. He loves me, he isn't trying to get away from me. An unfamiliar squeezing in my stomach and the urge to throw up suddenly wiped any bad thought from my mind and I rush to the bathroom, removing last nights contents from my stomach. Bile burns at my throat and my eyes stream tears.

"Harls?" Mr J asks, his voice sounding concerned. My stomach settles and I slump against the cold wall, my head resting against the wall tiles. I feel my puddin' lift me and take me back to our bed. If it was possible for him to look any paler I'm sure he would.

"I just want to sleep." I mumble feeling drowsy. I could feel a hand hold mine and a kiss on my cheek.

"I will come back as soon as I'm done, I promise." Mr J wasn't one to make promises to me. Not very often at least. Eyes still closed I pull the covers over me and curl up falling asleep almost instantly.

<><><><>6 Hours Later<><><><>

"Harley, wake up." My eyelids feel heavy but I open them and see Mr J standing over me smiling weakly.

"Do you feel better doll?" He helps my sit up and lead against the head board.

"Yeah, I feel fine now." I mumble rubbing my eyes surprised at how quickly I got over this mornings events. I slide my legs over the side of the bed and stand still slightly shaky.

"Woah, careful." Mr J warns grabbing my elbows.

"I feel disgusting, I'm going to have a shower." I give him a quick hug and shuffle to the bathroom. I could feel a light smack on my butt and I smile to myself. I don't know why I ever doubt his love for me. Before getting in the shower I decide to brush my teeth and comb lightly through my hair to remove small tangles. The water quickly heats up and I step in feeling much cleaner already. The door creaks open which confuses me as I was sure I shut it tight. Ignoring it I continue to slather soap over me and wash it off.

"Harls, mind if I join you?" Mr J asks but I knew it wasn't really my choice. The glass shower door opens slightly and I see my puddin' get in, his gorgeous green hair getting damp and falling over his face. My eyes scan his entire body, his tattoos glistening.

"Like what you see kitten?" He smiles pressing my up against the glass and biting at my neck.

"Always puddin'" I mumble moving my head to the side giving him more access to the side of my neck.

"Such a good girl." He whispers sliding his hand down to my waist. I lift his chin and kiss him passionately, my heart filling with love and admiration.

"I love you so much puddin'" I whisper in between kisses. He closes the small space between us so our bodies are pressed up against each other. I love the feeling of his skin against mine.

I end up feeling more dirty than I did before getting in the shower