TOXIC

Chapter 1

                TRIGGER WARNING
    - CONTAINS ABUSIVE CONTENT -
              - SENSITIVE TOPICS -
          - DISCRETION ADVISED -

     He threw the plate of food across the kitchen. "You were doing what?!", he yelled. I backed up and shivered. He grabbed me by the shoulders and shouted in my face, "Why were you talking to him?!" I let out a painful groan, but he just tightened his grip around my arms.

     "Answer the question, Josh! What were you doing with Tyler?", he yelled, shaking me hard.

     I barely mumbled out the words, fear preventing me from letting them out, "He's m-my friend. We weren't d-doing an-anything bad."

     He threw me to the floor, tears began streaming down my cheeks. "Sure, Josh. I know you, you dirty slut. You were probably trying to sleep with him!"

     "N-no!" I choked out, "We are only friends." Chris doesn't trust me at all, we've been dating for 14 months now, and ever since the second month, he has had no trust in me.

     "I've seen the way he looks at you!", he yelled. "You and that ugly sicko probably have some dirty affair!" See, not a bit of trust.

     I didn't know what happened to me, but the way he talked about Tyler made me snap. "Shut up! He was just being a nice friend! He cares about me unlike you!"

     Chris' jaw clenched and I'd realized my mistake. He grabbed me by the wrists and pulled me up from the floor.

     "What did you say?!", he demanded. He put his hands around my throat and pushed me into his room. Why did I have to say that? He's going to kill me for this.

     "Nothing! I'm sorry!" I choked out, trembling. He pulled me in, hugging me tight. "Now that's my good boy." He shoved his tongue down my throat, and I just stood there.
    
     He pulled his tongue out, "Look, you made a mistake, and for that, there's a punishment." My eyes welled up with tears, I knew what this meant.

     "No please, I'll do anything!" I begged. He smirked cunningly, "Too late."

     "Stay here." he demanded. I sat on his bed, trying my hardest not to have an anxiety attack. I hated Chris so much, but I knew I have to stay with him.

     He walked back into the room with handcuffs, a whip, and a small box of other stuff labeled 'Punishments'.

    Chris smiled, "I won't be too harsh, we'll only pick one today." He closed his eyes, and grabbed one item out of the 'Punishment' box. He pulled out a video camera.

(Chapter 2 coming out tommorow)
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