The Golden Days Of My Life [ Editing and Posting slowly ]

VII

Chapter 7:

'You fear, that you lay alone forever now
It ain't true, ain't true, ain't true, no'
-Camilla Cabello

[Edited 26/9/17]

Alexandra's POV:

He grabbed me roughly by the shoulders and somehow managed to take us towards a room. He kicked the door closed with his leg and literally pushed me towards the floor, hard.

"W-what are y-you going to do to me?" I winced at how much I was stuttering.

He only smirked and started fumbling with his belt. He took it off and threw it across the room.

I never sobered up so quickly before in my life.

He started making his way towards me. I tried to get up but he picked me up and slammed me against the wall again. I couldn't move. I was terrified that this was happening to me again. He started caressing my outer thighs.

"P-please, don't do this. I'm begging you." I started whimpering. He started to unbutton my jeans.

"No can do princess. Chloe's orders." He smirked at me.

Princess? No one ever called me that but Him.

Suddenly I snapped out of my scared state.

"Don't you fucking dare call me that!" I screamed at him trying to free myself from his steel grip.

"What did you say?!"

"You heard me." I glared at him. HELP!" I shouted louder, hoping someone could hear me.

He looks so pissed, before I could sense what was happening, a sharp pain hit me, leaving my cheek throbbing. My eyes widened when I registered what he just did.

He slapped me.

"Will you shut the fuck up!" He growled.

"You slapped me."

"Yes I did." He smirked.

Seeing his smirk made me so mad. How dare he fucking slap me! I will not let another boy fucking touch me.

"How dare you lay a hand on me!" I shouted so loud that he looked slightly shocked. He quickly masked his emotions and grabbed me by my shoulders.

"Don't fucking shout at me!" He spat.

"Get off me." I growled.

"No." He started laughing. "What's a little girl like you gonna do to me?" He mocked.

He's right what's a girl like me going to do? It's funny how guys like him think girls are weak, that they can do whatever they want and get away with it. Well I'm not one of those girls.

I started laughing.

"This."

Before he could say anything else I grabbed his hand that was on me and flipped him over my shoulders. How could I forget about that move? It was one of the first things I learnt in self defense class.

He landed on the floor hard. Serves him right.

"Now you know how I feel. You think that you can just throw me around like that?" I looked at him.

I don't know what got over me but I kicked him. I made sure to put all my anger in that kick.

"Fuck!" He said in pain when my heels started digging into his skin.

"Don't. Ever. Touch. Me. Ever. Again!" After each word a kick was blown his way.

Who knows how many girls he has done this too.