Asphalt// Lil Peep x Reader

/Chapter 3/

You payed your tab and left with a wink towards Peep, to which he delightfully smiled back and waved goodbye.

You pushed open the door and stood outside for a moment, getting a familiar craving. You dug through your purse to find a packet of cigarettes and took out one, holding it in your fingertips and sighing deeply.

You hated smoking. Every part of you did. But this one small part of you craved them, the sting to fill your lungs and the nicotine to drown your tongue. You knew you smoked because you were missing something. You were addicted because you had no other way out, the same addiction that followed with alcohol and pills.

You heard the door open behind you as you looked through your bag for a lighter, to your disappointment, it was back at the motel.

You sighed and asked for a lighter out loud, still searching for one.

"Yeah, here you go, beautiful."

A white lighter was placed in your hand with black writing, and you could recognize the quote from anywhere...

It read, Tames nightclub and bar, where the babes are hot and the liquor is strong.

You looked up to be met with Tames eyes, his smirk grew. "If it isn't my favorite subject." He smiled and a flame grew in his eyes. A flame of desire.

"Oh, thanks." You said, you felt a pit in your stomach. He was never in this part of town, and you never saw him outside of work before.

"So, gorgeous. Its pretty late, and you look like you could use a little something to help relax." He winked and grinned, he started to get closer to you, breathing on your neck.

You didn't know what to do. You couldn't do anything, really. It was your boss, and you needed your job.

"Tamer, can we figure this out tomorrow? I have a lot of stuff to do and I can't be here any longer or do anything." You say nervously, your stomach felt like it was tied in knots and your throat started to get scratchy. You knew what was going to happen..

"No, no, baby. We do it now. You're my girl, my property, and you do as I say, got it?" He growled as he licked up your neck. His hand tracing up your thigh to your ass. A tear fell down your cheek as you looked through the window of the diner.

Peep saw what was happening, and his face said it all. You saw him get up but you lightly shook your head and another tear slowly rolled down your face.

He just stood in the middle of the restuarant, his eyes locked on yours. You winced as Tamer grabbed you again, and slapped you, telling you to follow him.

You looked at Peep one last time before following Tamer into his car. Your tears had dried and mood has left. You were nothing. You didn't want to feel anything.

You grabbed a small pill bottle and took out two long white pills. Carefully placing them under your tongue and praying that you're numb.

You noticed a car had followed you from Crybabys, and you were hoping it was Peep, but a few miles longer showed that your hopes were nothing.

They had turned down a dead end street.

You stared outside the window, looking at the stars. You were reminded of what your nana told you before she passed, that 'All of those stars have a reason to shine.'

Your eyes stung as you thought to yourself, a reason like mine, but I'm falling to pieces.

Tamer pulled into his houses driveway. He owned a magnificent mansion due to all of the revenue he earns from owning the strip club. Your face was still blank and your memory was now short term, you couldn't focus on anything for more than a minute.

You were happy you were like this, because no emotion would slip its way past you. You were numb.

With eyes as dark as the asphalt that painted the ground, you watched as Tamer carried you out of the car and into the mansion.

He knew you were drugged up, and thats the way he liked it, No screaming, kicking, or scratching.

You were carried up a beautiful spiral staircase and into a white room, where the curtains flowed and the wind lightly gushed through the windows.

You were thrown onto a bed, your emotions still blank. You felt nothing, and it felt good to feel nothing.

Tamer climbed on top of you, breathing his nasty warm breath onto your neck and whispering profane thoughts into your ear.

You focused your attention on the curtains in the breeze. Your heart felt heavy as you felt Tamer grip you.

Your body went numb and you felt better, knowing that you couldn't feel what the sick bastard was doing to you.

"You like that, slut? I bet you do you nasty little whore." He groaned and shouted, you still laid there, feeling nothing, showing no emotion.

He found amusement in it, doing whatever he wanted to your body. He would bite you, scratch you, hit you, slap you..

You still couldn't feel it. And you thanked god you couldn't.

As Tamer began to get rougher, pulling your hair and scratching you deeper, you focused on a silver truck pulling into the driveway.

Tamer was too focused on you to notice it. You saw four hooded men jump out of the car and enter the house, and heard footsteps up the stairs.

Tamer was still oblivious, he was too busy boasting about how good He felt.

The door swung open, and Tamer was ripped off of you. You still laid on the bed, numb, naked, and embarrassed as the men rush into the room.

You heard two gunshots and a loud thud. Tamer was shot.

You watched as the four men ran out of the house, leaving you on the bed.

You looked down at your body, noticing a good chunk of your leg was missing.

You couldn't feel it. You laid and turned your head back to the curtains, watching the bright sirens roll down the street and police and ambulances pull into the driveway.

You couldn't express any emotion, you couldn't feel your missing leg, you couldn't feel anything.

And it was just the way you liked it.

A/N- yooooooo wassup y'all? its ya author here.

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