❝Baby, can't you see I'm calling?
A guy like you should wear a warning.
It's dangerous, I'm falling.
There's no escape.
I can't wait, I need a hit.
Baby, give me it.❞
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"Bitch, you really came in Justin's shirt!" Oshun exclaimed as she pulled me into a hug.
I hugged her back, my laugh stopping the second I noticed the brunette Adonis behind her.
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"This is Eli!" She introduced us with a wide smile.
More like daddy.
"Daddy, I like that." Eli smirked at me.
Fuck, I was sure my mumbling wasn't audible.
"Zen, let's get a drink, yeah?" My head snapped to the side at the sound of Justin, breaking me from the trance Eli had me in.
"Yeah." I breathed out, following Justin to the bar.
3 hours and way too many drinks later, I stumbled upstairs with the desperate urge to piss.
"IF ANYONE IS HAVING SEX IN HERE, COVER UP BECAUSE I'M RUNNING IN TO PISS." Was all I said as I rushed into the room and straight into the toilet, pulling my panties down in one swift movement before I sat down on the toilet.
"Well thank God I wasn't jerking off." A voice called out from behind the only partly closed bathroom door.
"This is slightly embarrassing, make sure no one sees me!" Why the fuck did I piss so much when I drank?
"Don't worry, I'll make sure no one can get in."
After I was done with that, I walked into the bedroom and my eyes found their way to the shirtless Greek god of a man laying down on the bed.
"Eli?"
"Zenobia?"
"I'm too lazy to go back down." I laughed softly, throwing myself onto the bed.
"Then don't go back down, talk to me for a little."
And that was how I ended up talking to Eli for what had to be at least an hour before we heard "Or Nah" by The Weeknd being blasted through the speakers downstairs. That was all it took for an innocent conversation to end up with me under Eli's body, our lips interlocked.
My hips were moving on their own accord, my hair becoming entangled in his brown locks as my panties grew damp from the feeling of his thick c*ck growing against me.
"Fuck, Zen."
That pet name snapped me out of my drunk, lustful daze as I shook my head.
"Eli, shit. I'm so sorry, but I can't do this. I have a sort of boyfriend, I guess. I need to go down there and make it official." I moved away, or attempted to when he pinned me down.
// AN: DISCLAIMER. TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER. RAPE. ABUSE. VIOLENCE. PLEASE DO NOT READ ON IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE.
"He doesn't have to know, baby." He peppered kisses all down my neck as I writhed in his grasp.
"Well I don't want to hide something from him so let me go." My words were firm as I got ready to yell if he didn't let me go immediately.
"Don't you dare, fucking sl*t." His movements were quick as he picked up his t-shirt using it to cover my mouth.
And in that moment I knew his intentions. I began kicking and scratching, doing whatever I could to attempt to free myself.
"Stupid bitch, thought you could tease me like a little slut then run away? I can and will get any fucking girl I want." He ended his words by wrapping his large hand around my neck, pressing down harshly.
I couldn't help the tears that began slipping from my eyes once he pulled my panties off.
"Your fault, slut. Think those tears are gonna make me feel sorry? I like that shit, baby."
Eventually I stopped moving, trying my best to think of anything except the horrible human being taking advantage of my body.
// AN: IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW ARE GOING THROUGH ABUSE, EMOTIONAL; PHYSICAL OR VERBAL, PLEASE COME OUT ABOUT IT. AND LEAVE YOUR ABUSER, NO MATTER HOW HARD IT IS. IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT.
IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW HAS BEEN SEXUALLY ASSAULTED, LIKE I HAVE, PLEASE KNOW THAT IT IS NEVER YOUR FAULT. FILE REPORTS IF YOU CAN.
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This was gonna be one hella long and descriptive chapter, but I have a feeling y'all just want me to get back to the instagram posts. Lmao.
