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ᴛʀᴇɴᴛᴏᴛᴛᴏ - ᴘᴀꜱᴛ

You were afraid that he would love you and you knew that his love for you would be destructible. So, you pushed him away. ~ Unknown.

Valentinia:

Past (3 years ago).

I awoke to a heavy mass weighing me down upon the bed. It was him. He had his arms circled tightly around my waist and his legs were holding me down. Ensuring that I couldn't move or leave his embrace.

I attempted to remove myself from beneath him, but he tightened his arms around me and pulled me back so that my back was pressed tightly against his chest. Huffing, I grabbed his arms and tried to untwine them from my waist. But, he let out a low grumble, warning me not to move.

Ignoring him, I manoeuvred myself around, still trying to get out from under him. He was so heavy.

"Stop." He mumbled out, his voice muffled due to his face being buried in my hair.

I continued to ignore him and once again shifted my body, but he dug his nails into my waist.

"I said stop. Go back to sleep." He ordered, even though his voice was laced in sleep he still held that authoritative tone.

"Let... I go!" I protested, whilst twisting my body underneath him.

He let out a loud growl and within moments he was hovering above me, effectively pinning me to the bed. His eyes were glaring daggers down at me.

"I told you to go back to sleep, Valentinia. What part of that did you not understand?" He demanded, whilst shifting above me, transferring both of my wrists into one of his hands.

"I need to use the... bathroom." I said, caught off guard. I was in a state of stun.

"Hmm, you don't sound very convincing Leonessa." He stated, tipping his head to the side in a mocking manner.

"Unless you want me to urinate all over you, I suggest you release me." I said, my voice serious.

Sighing, he removed himself from above me, so I quickly stood up and began walking to the bathroom. But, before I could close the door his foot stepped between it and he said.

"You have five minutes, if you take a second longer, then I will break this door down. Do you understand?" He ordered in a no-nonsense tone.

"Whatever." I quickly replied whilst tapping my foot on the floor impatiently.

He removed his foot from the door and I was quick to shut it and turn the lock, rushing over to the toilet and completed my business. Standing up, I observed myself in the mirror and noticed that I was dressed in a large black shirt.

He must have changed me. I concluded, cringing in disgust, knowing that he had touched me.

My nose was slightly swollen, but it was smothered in blue and purple bruises. Raising my hand, I skimmed my fingers along with it but pulled them back immediately as I felt a sharp sting emit from it. One of my eyes also had a dark ring around it, due to the amount of force that was applied to my nose. He had gone to town on me. Marble sure does create a mess.

Looking down upon my body I saw that it was scattered with bruises and marks. Lifting the shirt, I decided to quickly check on the mark of his initials.

Pulling back the dressing I saw that it was scabbed over, which made my nerves calm down a bit. At least it wasn't infected. However, it was slightly inflamed around the edges, but it was healing. So, that was a good sign.