𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 | 𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚢 𝚃𝚊𝚒𝚕 - 𝙽𝚊𝚕𝚞

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟼: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝

Warning: This chapter is not suitable for younger readers, ages 13 and up are suitable for this content. I hope I don't offend anyone throughout this chapter. Viewer discretion is advised!

About 4 years ago...
Magnolia High School

Sting Eucliffe; my first love, my first kiss, my first everything. He was the best thing that ever happened to me, or at least that's what I thought.

We meet during our sophomore year. He was the popular jock, and I was the girly nerd who tutored him throughout the school year. Every time I saw him I got butterflies in my stomach. I thought I was just attracted to him but in my heart, I knew it was something more.

When he first kissed me I just knew it was love.

We soon started dating afterward and everything was perfect until everything changed on that day.

Sting's House
9:53 PM

"Babe, you're killing me..." Sting grumbled as he kissed my neck.

"Sting, stop! It tickles." I giggled.

Sting looked into my eyes and smirked at me. "You know I love you more than anything, right?"

"Of course I do."

"Then let me prove it to you," Sting whispered huskily.

I laughed nervously as my eyes wondered around the room. "Sting, you know how I feel about that."

"Aww, come on babe. You know you want me."

Sting started kissing my mouth roughly. He deepened the kiss, leading me to his bed.

"S-Sting...No s-stop...." I moaned slightly.

"Shh, it's okay baby. I'll be gentle."

"Sting, I'm not ready!" I exclaimed, as fear pulsed throughout my body.

Without hesitation I pushed Sting off of me and he fell onto the bed with a "oof".

"You bitch!" Sting roared in anger.

I stepped back away from Sting and found myself against the wall.

"Looks like someone needs to learn a lesson."

"S-Sting please, I'm sorry...." I stammered, sweat falling over my brow.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it!"

Sting smacked my face and I fell to the ground.

I looked up at Sting, completely terrified.

His expression softened, realizing what he had done.

"Lucy, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you! You just made me mad, I'm so sorry baby!"

Sting cried into my lap and I reluctantly comforted him, still trying to process what had happened.

"It's okay Sting. I'm sorry if I made you angry."

"I'm sorry baby. I'll never hit you again, I promise."

I sighed in relief, thinking that it was over. But it only got worse from there.

A few months later...
Sting's House

Sting had invited me over to work on math homework.

We were currently both laying in his bed with our school supplies sprawled around.

"So, where were you last night?" Sting asked, while giving me an indifferent look.

"I was at a party with my friends." I answered shortly, thinking that was the end of it.