Blackmailed

Six.

*Alexandria's POV* [This is like a treat, y'all better appreciate this] [Also kinda edited..]

          "Don't ever ask me about my dad again." Hearing those words made me freeze in my place. He sounded so cold, like in the moment he hated me. Even though every nerve in my body told me to leave it I had a voice in my head screaming at me to ask him why. But before I could he was already out of the room, a trail of loud stomps going up the steps.

Letting out a sigh I got up and walked into the living room, tripping over a box I let out a scream on the way down. Hitting my head I heard Joseph's footsteps coming back down the steps. Slowly getting up I looked around for a second, blinking to get my vision back. Joseph practically flew down the steps to get to me, he looked frightened. Feeling something trail down my face I touched the trail, looking at my fingertips I saw red.

"You're bleeding. What happened?" He asked me helping me to the couch.

"I fell. I'm okay though." He shot me a worried look, "Really I'm fine-" he cut me off.

         "Let's clean that cut up, stay here." Why is he being so nice? More importantly why does he care?

      When he came back he wiped the blood away with a wet rag and then placed a band aid on my cut. Once he pulled away I let out the air that I didn't know I was holding. Joseph was pretty handsome, but his attitude ruined it all. He was an asshole. He is an asshole.

"Try not to be a clumsy from now on, I don't want to have to take care of you." Watching him walk up the steps I smiled, he was slowly letting down his wall. Instead of just making fun of me he actually seemed worried. He wasn't a complete asshole.

Grabbing my bag I stepped out of the front door, walking down the street I went to the park and swung on the swings. I couldn't think about the case right now, something else took up that space. Something that I knew was dangerous for me. Picking up my phone I called him. It picked up immediately. "Hey Tucker, I'm coming over."

- - -

Feeling his hands travel all across my body I felt him tug at my pants, telling him no he scoffed and got up. Pulling my jeans up as I got up I saw him grab my shoes and toss them to me, feeling my veins grow ice cold I felt panic spread throughout my body.

"How long are you going to make me wait? I'm getting sick of these games. Get out of my apartment-"

"No. I'm not leaving, Tuck. I love you, I'll do it. Please just don't leave me. Don't make me leave." I begged, standing up I pulled at his shirt, his hands found their way to my butt. Feeling him squeeze it I knew that I wasn't ready to have sex with him. But if it meant that I loose him, I couldn't risk that.

"Alexandria, you don't want this, it's okay. We don't need to be in a relationship."

"No, I do." I quickly said, even though I could tell my body actions were saying otherwise. But those words were all that he needed. And for the first time in my life I resented myself.

- - -

Walking down the street I felt the tears trail down, looking down as someone passed me I wiped them away, but more followed after. Wrapping my arms around myself I knew that I was the one who said yes, I was my own cause of the tears. I had only met Tucker two months ago at the grocery store. I fell head over heels in love with him, but he wanted sex. I told myself that I'd wait until we became boyfriend and girlfriend, that's what I did with my ex. But each time I went over his house he drove me closer into giving up, and he finally succeeded.

Running straight for the hide out I quickly made my way inside, slamming the door I heard Joseph come storming downstairs, bending down to take off my shoes I tried my best to stop my crying.

"The hell Alexandria? It's been over two hours, you could have at least called me." Untying my shoes slowly I blocked out his complaining. Standing up I stared at the paining at the wall, just a boat sailing in the sea. Jumping when he touched my shoulder I tried to stop the tears before he turned me around. But it was already too late.

"What happened to you?" He asked, his face looked panicked.

"Nothing." I stumbled over that one word, feeling his thumb wipe away my tears I started to cry even harder.

"It's not nothing if you look like a whale." He said bluntly, feeling a laugh come to my lips he smiled. "So what happened?"

"Nothing." No way in hell am I telling him about what happened.

"You can't just cry in front of me and not tell me what's wrong, it doesn't work that way. Now are you going to tell me or am I going to hang you off of the roof until you do?"

"I'd like to see you try." Bitterness filled my voice, he grabbed my arm and threw me over his shoulder. He made it half way up the steps before I begged him to set me down. More tears rolled down my cheeks, Joseph wiped them away and told me that those were my last tears about this matter.

"I had sex with a guy who doesn't even love me back. I'm just his "bed buddy." That's what he told me after it was all done and finished with. He was the only one who treated me like I was worth something."

"You'll find another guy, trust me. There's better ones than that asshole, whoever he may be." Nodding he gave me a half awkward hug. Watching him get up he went to the foot of the steps. "Oh and Alexandria."

    Looking up at him I found myself lost in his eyes, for once they weren't cold. It looked like they had life in them. He seemed like an actual human being. Blinking to refocus on him he sent me a weak smile.

           "You're worth something," he paused and in a blink of an eye his eyes were cold again. "Maybe not a lot though."

      That's the old Joseph I know. That dick head.