WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES DETAILED "ROMANCE". CONTINUE WITH CARE.
"Who the hell is this guy that keeps emailing you?" Johnny yelled, smashing his fist into the wall right beside Dove's head. She began to breathe heavily, and no matter what she did, she couldn't calm down. "Well? Who is this Max guy? Are you cheating on me or something?" Dove began to shake and avoided Johnny's eyes, and when she didn't answer soon enough, he grabbed her shoulders and squeezed them to the point where she squeaked and jumped.
"Stop! You're hurting me!" Dove yelled in a whisper form, considering she wasn't sure if her mother was home or not. His grip tightened, causing her to grunt in pain. "S-stop! It hurts! Johnny!" But Johnny didn't let go, or stop. "Johnny," she breathed out before he smashed his lips against her's roughly. She groaned, trying her best to twist her head away, but he had too much power over her. He squished her in between his body and the wall her back was forcefully pushed against. "Joh-" she managed to breathe out before his lips stole the rest of his name.
"Mine," he growled before he grabbed her waist tightly in his hands and squeezed with a strong force. "Mine," he growled deeper before he slowly planted kisses down her jaw and toward her neck.
"Johnny," Dove squeaked out, but before she could say anything else, she was lifted off of the ground and was plopped onto the bed on her back roughly. "What are you-"
"Mine," Johnny breathed out as he glanced angrily toward the laptop before he unbuttoned his shirt. "You're not his. You're mine. And I'll make sure you remember that."
"Johnny, don't do this," Dove pleaded and sat up immediately and stood on the right side of her bed.
"Don't do what?" Johnny murmured before he threw his shirt toward a wooden chair, revealing Dove his impressive six pack that decorated his stomach, and the packed in muscles on his arms. "Kiss you?" He asked quietly and gently kissed her shoulder, then slowly worked his way up to the corner of her jaw. "I bet he doesn't do this," he murmured and slowly brought his mouth to her's. "I love you," Johnny admitted selfishly before he forced his lips onto her's, not caring for her struggles.
Not caring about the tears that built up in her eyes.
Not caring about the way her nails dug into her palms.
Not caring about the little dings Dove's laptop made as he gently laid her on the bed.
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That Little Letter
Mystery / Thriller~COMPLETED~ Dove had been struggling with school for months, so what does her school do? They give her a penpal that may lighten up her world. At first it was incredibly awkward, but then a deep friendship grew and soon, they never stopped sending l...
