The Blacklist

Chapter: 3

[Minor Sexual Content]

"So you wanna start off by telling me your name?" He cups my face in his hands, caressing his fingers around my features as he stares down into my eyes. 

I don't respond. 

"Did you not hear me?" 

I don't respond.

He backs up away from me and pulls out that damn gun again. This time instead of it being held to my head he held it on the bottom of my throat.

I immediately started to whimper and I felt a couple of tears streaming down my cheeks. He knows I don't want to die and he is using that power against me.

"A-Azina!" I shout in fear. "My name is Azina."

And he burst out laughing again. I don't understand him. What was so funny?

"Funny thing is I already knew that." He continues to laugh.

So he found it funny that he already knew my name? I'm ready to smart mouth him back but he quickly spoke before I could.

"Anyways that's one ugly ass name." 

Excuse me?

"Who gives a child that fucking name? the hell where does it origin from."

I'm offended. 

"And what about you? whats your name? since you like seem to be an expert at names or whatever." I backfire at him while rolling my eyes.

"Mhh sassy aren't you? It's kinda cute."

Alright.

He sat down right next to me and my body immediately jolted off from the bed. 

He grabbed my arm with such force and pulls me down back next to him on the bed. That didn't stop me. I got up again but my body doesn't fully leave the bed. He was still pressing my hand down to the soft fabric on the bed. His grip was that tight on me.

I do not know why but for some reason, I started crying. 

Right, there he let go grip of my arm and stood to my level. He grabbed my face and attempt to wipe my tears. I roughly turned my face to the side and sat down on the bed. He bent down to my level and gave me a small smile.

"Whats wrong? it's okay..." he trails off.

Is it really okay? Has he lost his mind?

In a swift of a moment, he placed his lips to the side of my cheeks. 

"I'm not a terrible person." He says in between each kiss he left on my cheek.

I beg to differ.

And out of nowhere, he placed his lips right on my lips. Oh God. I just sat there still trying to process what exactly it is that I am doing. He pulled back and looked at me.

"Well kiss me back." he demands, forcingly grabbing my jaw closer to his.

I opened my mouth back and gave him access. I didn't do this because I liked it, or because I wanted to. I did it trying to get on his good side. I want him to feel sympathy with me, or towards me at least. I was hoping that he'd fall in love with me, enough to let me go.

Who am I kidding he won't eve fall in love with me? I know nothing about him, he knows nothing about me. We're just two strangers who shared an intimate kiss.

Getting lost in my trail of thoughts I hadn't realized we are now laying down, him on top of me and he is passionately kissing down my neck. 

This felt good. Somewhat.

He pulls down my top from the neckline lowering it to my stomach.

He leaves my neck and makes his way to my chest, kissing and sucking all over me. Pulling down my bra he brings up one hand and cups my right breast with it. Massaging it around as he nubs on the skin right above my breasts. He brings his thumb and index finger to my nipple, he starts rubbing on it and I can feel every tiny hair on my body rise up.

Feeling goosebumps forming all over my body and my temperature rising I arch my back off the bed slightly trying to move from under him. He took that as an opportunity to collide his lips with my left breast. Swirling his tongue around my nipple as he massages/pinch the other one.

He had me feeling all types of ways.

He starts to unzip my pants making his way down to my hips. He fully got access and slightly pulled my pants down. He starts to kiss down my stomach, his warm breath on my skin sending shivers down my body got me going crazy. He starts adding pressure to my hip bone and sneakily trying to find a path for his hands to go through.

He comes back up to me and kisses me one last time before actually slipping his hands down my pants.

"Stop, stop. Get off of me..." I heavily pants, my breath becoming hitched as I try to get a word out.

"What?" he looked down at me, shocked. His eyes beaming at me. 
He looks angry.

"Get off." I manage to get out. I attempt at pushing his chest away but it just looks like I am patting his chest with my hands.

"Get off." By now I was screaming. "Get off of me. Stop!  get-"

I was cut off when he brutally lifted himself from me and angrily stomped his way to the door, with a loud slam coming from the door I knew I had angered him. Then another loud bang went off. I don't know what it was and I don't wish to know.

That night I lay in his bed scared for my life, tears filling up my face as I whined into his pillow.

I prayed that this is a dream.

I just want to be home.

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So I updated! Sorry, it was short, just getting you guys caught up.

I updated "Shaded Secrets" Last night.

And I updated this one today during class hahaha

And I will definitely update "Adopted by zerrie" later on today.

So if you're still active please vote & comment, that would be great.

Thank you! Have a good rest of the week loves.