His Little Toy. [Jack Gilinsky]

Chapter 2.

Chapter 2:
His eyes never leaving mine, he stood still watching my every move.

"W-what do you want?" I stuttered out.
He took a step closer, on instinct I took one back.

"I just want to talk Jordyn." He breathed.

I shuck my head. I didn't want to listen to his sorry excuses once again.

"Well I don't."

I turned, ready to walk away when his hand wrapped around my wrist pulling me back. Instantly I slapped his cheek once is faced him.

"Don't touch me Abel!" I yelled, trying to ignore the pain flowing through my hand.

He raised his hands up in surrender.
"Okay, don't talk just listen to me!" He said a little louder.

I crossed my arms around my chest, what part of I don't want to talk to you didn't he get. I didn't want to relive that part of my life, it was done with just like I was with him.

"No! I don't want to listen, I don't want to talk to you, I don't even want to see you! Get out of my house!" I yelled at him.

His expression becoming more morbid and red. He slowly and menacingly walked closer to me, fear coursing through me. I didn't want to show it but he frightened me.

"I'm not leaving until you listen!"

I opened my mouth about to yell back, but I closed it as soon as my back hit the wall. I looked at both sides, I was trapped in the corner. My body shaking more, once he was a couple inches away. He smirked walking up to me, and slightly pressing his body to mine. He laid both his hands on each side of my head, and leaned in until his lips were right beside my ear.

"Haven't you learned what happens when you disobey me?" He whispered. "If I want you to listen, then you listen fucking bitch" he yelled, slapping the wall.

I cringed at the noise, tears building up in my eyes. He moved his face closer to my neck, pecking it. I tried pushing him away, but he was too strong. The tears finally flowing freely as I knew I couldn't get myself out of this one.

"Abel please stop." I sobbed.

He grabbed both my wrist pinning them over my head.

"This is what you get for breaking up with me!"

I was full on crying on, was he really doing this. I felt his hand move down my stomach, reaching for the zipper on my skirt.

"Abel N-no please stop!" I sobbed.

"Shut up!" He yelled.

Why try, I thought, I'm done with. I gave up trying to put up a fight, tears still pouring from my eyes. Sobs racking my body. I felt his body leave mines, but I didn't bother opening my eyes as I slid down to the floor, I cradled my own body crying into my hands. I heard punches being thrown and cuss words leaving mouths but I didn't want to see.

"You better fucking leave right now before I kill your sorry ass!"

Seconds later someone laid their hand on my shoulder, I instantly flinched away.

"Hey, hey it's okay, it's just me Jay. I'm not going to hurt you."

I looked up, noticing who my savior was. Tears made their way down my cheeks again. It was Gilinsky.

"Jack." I cried out flinging my arms around his neck.

"Shh, it's okay. I've got you now." He soothed. He rubbed his hands down my back, trying to calm me down. He moved his hands down my body, locking them under the back of my knees and cradling me in his chest as he stood up. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he made his way upstairs to my room.