Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 6

*Tasha's P.O.V*

"Hey, you coming with up for dinner?" Jack asked as he and Signe were halfway out the door. I turned my head around to face the couple.

"Uhh, yeah. I'll catch up to you guys." I said. The both if the shrugged and left, closing the door behind them. I looked outside to see how far they left the motel. Once they were far enough, I started to grab my bag and packed my clothes and other belongings. I left my small note for the couple and left my version if the key on my mattress. I closed the door behind me and bounced, afraid of what Ethan's gonna do to me. Me and him have some kind of twisted relationship. We are very happy to be together, but sometimes when he gets mad, he uses me as his sexual stress ball and takes out all his anger on me during sex. That's why I always wear sweaters because he makes starch marks on my back, deep one that starts ro bleed especially when he's really mad. I sighed, hoping that he won't be rough as usual. Speaking of the dammed devil, he was calling me.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"Where are you? It's getting late." He said, a hint of worry in his voice. Maybe he isn't mad as usual.

"I'm on the way. I'm like 10 minutes away." I repiled, hoping onto a bus.

"Just hurry and be careful." He said before hanging up. He sounded way me calm than usual. Maybe we won't do anything today. I hope...

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I used my key to open the door, and searched around the house, which was awfully dark today.

"Ethan? Baby?" I called out, walking into our house. I took off my shoes and walked deeper into the house.

"I'm up here." He repiled from his office. I sighed and truned on some lights downstairs to lift up the dark aroma. I walked up the stairs, a little confident that nothing bad will happen today. I knocked on this office door before going in.

"Hey." I said. He didn't reply, but he opened his arms, saying he wants a hug. I sighed with a smile on my face, going into his arms. I crossed my legs over his torso and hugged him tightly.

"Hey. You okay?"  He asked.

"Yeah, I just wanted to hug you." I repiled and he squeezed me a bit. I pulled my head from his collar and looked up to face him. I placed a small kiss on his lips, which he deepened unexpectedly. Oh no. His hands started to slide up my shirt and he latched onto my boobs.

"Please Ethan. Not today. I'm extremely tried." I said. He didn't say anything but he unclipped my bra.

"Remember what you said this morning? You would give some and I could use your body in any way I like and you would be extremely fine with it? Yeah, I'm still kind of mad, Tasha." He said. I fell into one of his traps once again. I sighed, getting off of him, taking if my shirt and bra and getting on my knees in front of him. I pulled down his hands a bit and palmed him through his boxers. He groaned a bit. I pulled down his boxers and took his member into my hands, slightly rubbing it. 'It's big. Like always...' I slowly took him into my mouth and bobbed my head a bit. That's when he took my head into his hands and kept my head still, thrusting violently into my mouth.

"Crap Tasha..." He moaned, pushing his member all the way donw my throat, causing me to gag a bit. He stopped after a big and took my hair into his hands, dragging my head up and down forcefully. A few minutes, he split his seeds in my mouth, all the way down my throat, making me swallow. I pulled back immediately and wiped some that was on my cheek and my tears. Ethan then pulled me to his lap and slipped his hand in my pants, fiddling with my underwear. He slipped in two fingers and pumped for a few moments. No lie, even though I do get some scars from this, he still treats my body like glass and it's feel good nothing the less. He stood up with me in his arms and placed me on his desk, on my stomach. Ethan swiftly removed my sweatpants and my underwear in one. Without warning, he entered me, awfully harsh. I tried to keep my cries inside, but some manged to slip out because he was thrusting into me roughly.

"Mmm, you feel so good Tasha." Ethan  whispered in my ear, digg his nails into my waist. He placed his head in my collar and bit my shoulder, just hard enough that blood will leak out. Few more minutes, Ethan pulled out and split his seeds on my back. Ethan looked back at me and pulled me with him to his chair and put me in to his lap, holding me securely.

"Ah, shit." He mumbled and held me like a baby. "Sorry Tasha. I didn't mean to hurt you. You knew I wouldn't." He said, using his thumb to wipe some tears.

"I-it's ok. I u-understand." I barely spoke.

"Come on. Let's get you cleaned up." He carried me all the way to the washroom and truned on the pipe. As the water warmed up and filled up the bath, he placed me on the toilet seat before rushing out and getting me my towel and some clothes. Carrying me ever so carefully, he placed me in the bathroom and started applying and scrubbing soap all over my body. He washed me, dried me off, placed lotion on my body, and put on my pajamas. He placed me in the bed, under the sheets and placed a small kiss on my forehead.

"I'm sorry babe." He apologized again. "I can't control myself anymore. I'm going to hurt you badly one of these days." I stood up slightly and placed my weight on my arm.

"It's ok, Ethan. Shit happens." I repiled, playing my hands on my face, tilting it slightly. "We'll be ok. I'll be ok."

"I know," Ethan placed his hand over mine. "But if I get too rough and don't notice, please pack your things and leave me as soon as possible."

"Are you OK? I could leave you."

"But I could seriously hurt you, Tasha."

"I don't care. As long as you love me, I'll be fine." I leaned in a kissed him. "I won't leave you because I love you." I smiled slightly.

"I love you too." He stood up and let go of my hands.

"And where are you going?" I asked and raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Going to get dinner." He smirked back.

"Carry me." He came back beside me and lifted me like a bride. "Let's order Chinese."

"Let's." He said.

(AN: whoop whoop more sad plot. Sorry, this is some sort of filler chapter, but ots also a chapter dedicated to the side story of this book. Which,  you guessed it, if awfully dark and depressing. There will be a few chapter like this that's only in Tasha's P.O.V later on in the book. Maybe someone could make this side Story into a legit book. But I doubt it. But ANYWAYS

Thanks for reading,

And I'll see you,

In the next chapter.

BUH-BYE!!!

-Tasha.)