Scarred. A Diza story ~COMPLETED~

Chapter 8, I don't want it

AN: Heyy! new chapter! Thanks @edaaanur58 for the ideas! I'm gonna use a little of them. Also thank you for 250+ reads! And my other book 1,2 k! If you like check it out! Enjoyy. -xx-

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*Mature content below*

Liza's POV

"Liza..." David says. "What did you do?" I hear he's tearing up. I only look down and say nothing. David finally looks up, looks at me and then grabs my other arm. He sees I have more cuts there. "You have more?" He says and I nod. "Where?!" He says frustrated. As he is still holding my arms I look down at my stomach. David follows my eyes and then pulls up my sweater. I see a tear falling down his face. "Liza how could you do this to yourself?" He asks and I just shake my head and cry. "I don't know... It just happens." I say.

*1 week later*

David checks my body every day. I know he means it good but it's a little irritating. David walks in after going to Alex and Dom's place. "Hey Liza. You ok?" He says. I nod and he walks towards me. "Stand up babe." He says, I know he wants to check me. "No I don't want to." I reply. "Did you do it again??" He says.

L: No I didn't actually, I just don't want you to check me.

D: Liza it's for you're own good, come on.

L: No David, just leave me alone please.

D: Babe just do it already!

L: No David! I'm sick of this shit. Go search another girl you can check! We're over!

D: Did you just break up with me?!

L: Yes. Now please leave my house.

D: I just want to help you Liza! But ok then, I don't wanna be with a girl who doesn't appreciate what I do for her!

He yells at me and then slams the door behind him. I just sit on my couch and cry.

* Time lapse evening*

David's POV

I'm at a club with Zane and Heath. I told them what happened and I want to set of my mind. I've been drinking a lot this night and I'm a little drunk. "Yo Dave! Take another one!" Zane yells, he and Heath are also pretty drunk. I grab a shot and drink it. Wow, that kicks in.

It's 2 am and I decided to go give Liza a quick visit and tell her what I think. I open the door with my spare key.

Liza's POV

I hear something at my door, I slide of bed and walk towards the sound. Then I see David standing there, I immediately see he's drunk. "David what the hell are you doing here at this time?!" I say to him. He tries to walk towards me but he can't walk a straight line. "Y.. You know I'm better of with.. without you." He says. I roll my eyes. "B.. But you look very hot with only your sleepingshirt on." I look down, I have a shirt on that is just long enough to cover my but. "When w.. was the last time we had sex?" He asks. I look confused. "I don't know, before I was kidnapped." I reply. "Yea that's t.. true. Because you're a pussy and didn't want it after that. I think it's time to change that." I stare at him, what the actual hell. He tries to walk towards me, but it's not very straight. He suddenly grabs my arms and pushes me against the wall. "David?! What are you doing??" I say. I see anger and lust taking over his eyes, I'm getting scared. I don't want this.

He keeps pushing me against the wall with one arm, with the other arm he grabs my face. He comes closer and pushes his lips onto mine. I feel him trying to enter my mouth with his tongue, I don't let him but after a few seconds he succeeds anyways. I try to push him away but he's really strong. After a few more minutes he lifts me up and walks to my bed. He throws me on it and hovers me, he's still holding me so I can't go away. He rips of my shirt. "David please stop! I don't want this." I say but he doesn't listen. He takes off his pants and then kisses my belly. Then he quickly removes mine and his underwear. He hovers me again and then kisses me. While we are kissing (well kissing, he was trying to kiss me and I was trying to go away) I feel his boner against me. I try to push him away one more time but he's to strong. The next moment he thrusts into me, It hurts. He goes faster and faster. It still hurts but David is clearly liking it cause he keeps moaning. After a few more minutes he moans very loud and I know he came. When he's done he stands up and puts his clothes back on. "You see? That was nice right? Bye babe." He says and walks away, still not straight. I can't help but cry.