Hannah's POV
"Baby, hey." he stood up from the bench with his arms opened. I heaved a heavy sigh, rejecting his hug and sat down on the bench.
"What do you want? The girls will wor-" I was cut off by a pair of lips crashing onto mine. I didn't feel anything. No butterflies but rather dragons in my stomach.
"Stop it, Sam." I pushed him away. It was hard to say since both of our lips are together.
"I just missed you, really." he crashed his lips onto mine again.
"We just met yesterday. St-" he continued to kiss me again. He doesn't love me. It was all lust. We are constantly making out in every date and not even talking. I had to stop both of us from crossing the line because I'm just not ready. I mean like I don't think he deserve my first sex if you know what I mean?
"Stop being a pest!" I screamed while pushing him off with all my might. He just scooted away from me and bury his head in his hands. He keep on shaking his head while breathing in hard.
"Look Sam, I'm sorry. I'm not ready fo-"
"Not ready for what, Hannah? Both of us love each other. I keep telling myself that you're not cheating on me but with this, I'm really starting to think you are." He mumbled.
"So wait, you think I'm cheating? Have you ask me about what I think of you? Well, let me tell you this. You're being so clingy for some reason why and I'm sick of it. I'm sick of you and all your bullshits." I stood up and screamed at him. It would have looked like I'm scolding a pathetic child.
"Just so you know, we're over and you... You're really a worthless jerk and if you think I'm cheating, well damn yeah I am!" I pushed his buttons right because the next thing I knew, I was pinned up against the wall with one hand on my throat. He stared at me intently. I could see just the amount of anger he has in his eyes.
"Don't turn the table on me, bitch. You're the one who won't give me my needs. And you're cheating on me? Might not be the best idea." He squeezed my throat harder, making me breathless. I've never seen this side of him before.
"I'm sor-ry. I j-ust....said that to m-ake you angry." My words were choked up. My vision started to blurred while my tears streamed down my face, gasping for breath. He started to loosen his grip while a smirk went across his face.
"Giving in your virginity already, Missy? Thank you for taking the effort to get me angry for your cheating self-bullshit story." He whispered into my right ear while roaming my body with his hands. He started to plant sloppery kisses on my neck.
"Stop crying, you're suppose to enjoy this." he said as he unhook my dress hem.
"You're hurting me, Sam." I sobbed while closing my eyes. I didn't have a choice. It was either I get killed or raped by my own boyfriend.
"YOU SICK BASTARD!" I heard a familiar voice
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