*Sexual Content*
"I promise I won't fall in love ever again."
Promises are meant to be held within our hearts, they are never to be broken or said out loud. But sometimes, promises like the one that Emma made to herself are meant to be broken. Espec...
This chapter contains material such as abuse and rape, so if you are triggered by those events please ignore the writing in italics.
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Song of Chapter: Breakeven, by The Script
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His faces made me want to get on top of him and slap him, he knew he was charming and he used that as an advantage. His smirk was plastered on his face as he stared straight at me as I cut the onions on the wooden chop board. "I'm sorry, can I help you with something?" I asked showing my annoyance to his staring. Christian chuckled and gave me a shrug and a shake of his head, "not at all, I am enjoying the view quite nicely, from here I am able to see you're nice perky tits." I slammed the knife on the cutting board and look straight into his eyes with fury.
"Listen, Christian, I am trying to make this work but you need to stop." I had to get it through his thick skull that this wasn't okay, our parents were together and we were practically family.
"You're so boring, don't you want some adventure?" He asks reaching over to play with my necklace, although I felt that it was a way to get closer to my boobs.
I slapped his hand away and gave him a stern look, "Christian I've had way too many adventures that led me into trouble, I don't need you to start sending more my way." I faced the stove and began preparing dinner for tonight. Both Rachael and Christian had come over for dinner this whole week, but today both Rachael and my dad were going to be arriving late to eat. "Really? Why don't you tell me about some of these adventures that you had?" He asked as he stood behind me, making my body press the stove. I pushed back, which wasn't the best idea because I felt his hard-on right on my ass.
"Listen, Christian," I said turning around and pushing him away. "What happened in my past is none of your concern, and you need to get out of my personal bubble and give me some space."
"You didn't need space that night when you were begging me to get in between your legs." He commented making me slap him across the face.
"That night happened solely because I was drunk as fuck, and the next time you make me sound like a whore I will staple your dick to the kitchen cabinets." With that, I walked right past him and into my room. I took a seat on the bed trying to control my shakiness. I couldn't believe that I had just hit him, I had never hit anyone in my life, except one other person of course, and that had backfired badly.
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My eyes wouldn't leave that spot of his neck, he had been cheating on me. He had it out in the open as if he were teasing me, he had been angry that some guy had been flirting with me the other day, but then to get back at something I had no control over he decided to have a girl plaster her hickeys all over his neck. She probably gave him more than I ever did. "Hey baby," Leo said coming over to my locker bending down to give me a kiss. I turned my head letting his lips touch my cheek, I wanted his lips nowhere near mine.
