I Know You Didn't Mean It

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A request that MarquiStar  given me when I started this book. I just now remembered it.

Enjoy!
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(Jeff)
I have been dating Jorel Decker, or J-Dog, for around 7 months now. He's been abusing me for around 4 of those months. I don't know what I did to deserve this, but I think I have a clue. See, a while back, I pulled a gun on Aron who is Jays best friend. Aron deserved it, he was disrespectful to me, my family and threatening to beat us up. I had enough and I told him to leave, he wouldn't listen and then I pulled out my gun. I think I hear him...

I quickly scrambled to hide my journal and myself from Jay. I was terrified of the adorable scene man (hell yeah im goin there!) I could hear his steps as he slowly came up the stairs. I slowed my breaths as his steps have gotten quieter.

I jumped when my door slammed open. He looked around for me, he came farther in my room. He looked straight into my eyes as he stormed up to me, I started breathing heavier. Jorel grabbed me by the back of my shirt and pulled me down to the floor in the middle of my room.

Jorel picked me back up and started to rip off my clothes. I tried getting away from him but that only made it worse. He got me fully naked and he was now pulling off his own clothes. I tried to get away from him but he pulled me back and wrapped his arm around my chest, keeping me in a tight grip.

I felt him enter me and I yelped. I tried to get away but he still kept a hold on me. He started thrusting into me as I cried, there was so much pain and I wanted it to stop. He released in me and pulled out. I fell to the floor, crying. He put his clothes on and walked off. I layed there not wanting to move, I closed my eyes and let darkness take over.

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"Wake up!" I heard a voice say. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Jorel looking down at me, he slapped me hard and a cried out in pain. I sat up slowly, with the pain in my ass still raging. A pair of clothes were thrown at me "put them on bitch" he said. I slowly got up and put them on.

Jorel hit me back down and started to hit me everywhere. Everything is in pain, I started bleeding badly. I coughed up blood and started crying again. He stopped hitting me and I looked up at him, I still love him, I feel sorry "I know it's my fault, I know you don't mean it Jorel. I love you..." I say weakly before blacking out.

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