Instagram / Kian Lawley

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WARNING
This chapter contains mention and talk of grooming, drug abuse, alcohol abuse, unwanted intercourse and physical abuse.
Please keep this in mind before reading if you are affected by this kind of talk.
Thank you

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"Kian, pleas-"

"No Serena."

Kian drew his hand back from my grip and shuffled past me out of the booth to try and catch him but Vincent had already left the diner and got in his car. I looked at my hands under the table and saw them shaking rapidly.

"Excuse me." I mumbled to Bobby and Jc, looking outside to find kian but turned to see me walk away into the disabled toilet.

Once I closed and locked the door, the tears fell. My hands began to shake even more and I got breathless. The panic attack was washing over every part of my body and I couldn't control it. I fell to the floor when the door flew open to reveal Kian. He looked at me on the floor and crouched down. Bending me over slightly and rubbing my back to calm me down. He put a kiss do the crown of my head and pulling me into his arms.

"Baby, I need to know. Do you know that guy?" He mumbled while his chin was on my head. I slowly nodded and I felt his chest heave. "Is he the one that's been calling?" And I nodded again.

"Let's get out of here." He mumbled and helped me up. He cupped my face in his hands and got rid of the tears on my face with his thumbs and put our foreheads together. A smiled at me and took my hand, explaining everything to bobby and Jc and we left to go back to Kians.

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Once we walked in the house, I sigh left me as he shut the door.

"Baby, Who is that guy?" Kian wondered behind me, his hands in his pockets and skuffing his feet on the floor. I turned around to look at him and sighed deeply. I walked over to the couch and sat down, motioning for him to sit down with me. He marched over and sat cross legged next to me, facing me and his hands in his lap.

Brown eyes looked intensely at me as I took deep breaths, ready to endear in my past again.

"That guy is Vincent. My ex. The one that was in that photo that your ex sent to you." I started off slow, I peered up at kian and saw his full attention on me so I carried on. "He was an asshole." I said chucking. "I was with him for nearly 2 years. Obviously it was good in the beginning, otherwise I wouldn't have been with him. But a few months into the relationship, he-" I paused and scrunched my eyes shut. I felt a soothing hand on my knee, calming me down. Kian shuffles closer to me, his other hand resting behind me on the couch. "He turned abusive. He forced me to do things I didn't want to do." I whispered.

I felt Kians hand tighten on my knee and his breathing stopped. I couldn't bare to look at him so I kept my eyes on his hand.

"What did he do?" He whispered to me, rubbing my leg again.

"Lots of things." I chuckled. "It was small things at first. He would tell me what to wear, how to act, how to have my hair. I just thought he wanted me to look good. But I was completely wrong. He forced me to do drugs with him. To drink with him. I was under age of course, no 17 year old wants to do any of that. But I thought in loved him. So I did."

"He got me hooked on the drugs and drink, he then started to take me to parties and he, he-" I stopped myself and sobbed. I dropped my head in my hands and Kians hand came up my back and squeezed my neck in reassurance. "He sometimes made me sleep with his friends. Saying he 'owed them' and I was the best bet. One day I put up a fight because I was sick of it. It only got me a punch in a face and I woke up naked in a bed with 3 men stood around."

A sharp intake of breath entered kian and he stood up and started to pace. He stopped by a window and dropped his head. I continued.

"Vincent stared to have sex with me more and more when I just didn't want to. He was physically abusive to me too, he wouldn't take no as an answer. He told me he would kill me if I told anyone about it. But I had told holly about it before he said that. Luckily he got caught selling drugs once and went to jail for it. He's obviously out now." I sobbed once again and let all the tears fall. Kian came over to me and crouched down, his hands on both my knees.

"Baby," he whispered. I looked up and saw his eyes bloodshot and tear stains on his shirt. He pulled me into him and let me cry into him. He rubbed my back and kissed the top of my head.

"It's okay baby, I'm here I'm here now. I won't let him anywhere near you."