He's ... in LOVE with me?

Chapter Seventeen

Lucky held on. Tighter and tighter. I knew I could escape if I wanted but something told me it wasn't the right time to.

"Where is Joey?!" I clenched my jaw together.

"Oh don't worry about your little boyfriend he's fine, just...taking a nap in the other room." I could feel his malignant smile on the back of my neck.

I had to get to Joey so I decided to act now. Lucky's hands were around my shoulders so in a quick movement I ripped them off of me and flipped him over, slamming him onto the floor and rendering him slightly unconscious. I ran to where he was laying and pushed him down with my foot. I pushed harder into his chest so as to wake him.

"What do you want Little Lucky?" I smirked. He was still sort of unconscious.

"I said: What do you want!" This time he woke up and breathed in deep as I yelled at him. He stared back up at me with an unnerving fire in his eyes. I feared for what I would hear next.

"I want...my revenge."

It was so fast I was caught off guard, Lucky had taken my leg and slammed me down while he stood up. I felt him grab me by the shoulders and lift me up. He slammed me into a wall this time and it actually left an impression into the plaster. I groaned in pain and he grunted pushing me against the wall. Everything felt so wrong and I felt disgusted with his hands on me. I had to break free and kill him.

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Joey's P.O.V.

I blinked my eyes open, confused as to where I was. It all rushed back into my mind and I knew Vascaria was in trouble I had to get to her. I ran into the next room and saw the guy, Lucky or Luke or whatever, pushing her against a wall. It looked like his fangs were out and I could tell he was about to bite her.

"Let her go."

His head slowly began to turn and he had the creepiest smile. He slammed Vascaria's head into the wall knocking her out and I winced in pain even though it wasn't me who was hurt. Yet. He trudged over to me and grabbed me by the shirt.

"So you're the one she wants huh? An inadequate human male. Do you know what it's like to be upstaged by a rodent such as your self? To be put in the friend zone for so long that you can't even get out?! So I am going to take this precious 'girlfriend' of yours and you can stay right here. You don't even deserve her."

"And you do? You scummy prick?!" I yelled back.

He  raised me up a little higher and slammed me onto the ground, hurting my back and legs. All I could tell from then is he kicked me so hard in the gut that I lost consciousness.

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Vascaria's P.O.V.

I woke up to the feeling of being carried. Being swung back and forth made me sick. I opened my eyes and I think I was in Joey's basement, but I couldn't be sure. All that I saw was Joey strapped in a chair and knocked out and a chair against the back of his. I assumed it was mine. I felt weak, so weak I couldn't move, even when he let me down into the chair. All I did was sit as my head nodded back. I tried to breathe deep and see what was going on, the light was dim and I was lost. I noticed that this couldn't be Joey's basement but it could've definitely been Lucky's, wherever the hell he had holed up. All over the walls were old pictures of me that were burned or ripped, picture frames that were smashed and crushed fallen to the floor. My eyes opened wide when I saw the shrine he'd built of me. Lucky didn't want to just rape me again or hurt me, he was stalking me. In his sick perverted mind I was all that was there. I fought the urge to vomit.