Chapter nine

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Wades POV

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Wades POV

I stand up staring him down, I was watching his every move waiting for him to strike first.

"Go on! Hit me!" I shout pushing him roughly, he staggers and his eyes lock with mine.

"What are you waiting for? Just fucking hit me!" I scream in his face, tears pouring down my face, he still just stood there.

The anger builds up even more as I slap him, the sound echoed slightly in the room and he takes a sharp breath in, taken back from my actions.

He still stood there.

I hit him again, and again.

Until I fall to the floor trying to breathe.

"Wade, get up." Brendon spoke for the first time during this scene.

"I'm not like you, I'm not as messed up as you!" I shout sobbing, I didn't want to be like him.

"No?" He questioned smirking.

"You and I are more alike then you think doll." He whispered crouching down to my level.

"Want to hit me again?" He chuckles at my facial expression.

I slap him once more the sound echoes around us making me shiver from fear of what he might do.

He let his head roll back as he let out a moan quickly followed by a laugh as his head fell forward looking at me darkly with his brown eyes.

"Oh dollface I dare you to hit me again, only if you dare..." he mumbles cupping my face making me shudder at his touch.

I push his hands away from my face and shuffle backwards my eyes watering as they looked him up and down, I stared at his madness that coated his face like a shadow.

"How could anyone live a life like this..." I whispered backing up against the wall.

"Well I've lived a very eventful life, she made me like this..." he mumbled holding my gaze in his mad eyes, he walked towards me grabbing me and lifting me up, trapping me between him and the wall placing his hands by my sides to keep me in place.

"I know you are capable of being insane dollface." He nuzzles into my neck breathing in my scent, he places small kisses on my neck before pulling back and wrapping his hand around my throat squeezing ever so lightly but enough to make me feel terrified.

"I want you all to myself, no one deserves you not even myself but I can prove to you I am just enough for you." He grins as he pulls me closer, his hand still wrapped around my neck he slams me back into the wall roughly by my throat making me gasp as the pain rushed to my head.

I could hear the wall crumble slightly from the force, it made me feel dizzy and sick like I was almost on the edge of passing out.

"Stop, please." I choked out in pain for him to let me go, looking into his eyes pleading with my own.

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