Clinton's POV//
"She's ready." I hear Mitchel call down, the smirk growing darker and darker. I cracked my knuckles as I made my way upstairs, seeing Jesse and Mitchel outside my room. "Be careful." Jesse hissed. "Don't scare her too much."
I just give him a blank stare, walking past the pair and into my room. There she sat, on the edge of the bed with a scared look on her face. I slam closed the door behind me, locking it whilst I watched her reaction. Her eyes landed on the door then up to my eyes. I remove my jacket and threw it to the side, then taking a step or two towards Marie, my hand now under her jaw. I forced her to look up at me, a softer look on my face.
"Relax." I whisper, "I'm not gonna hurt you." I try to relax her. I doubt she believed me, i didn't believe myself either.
I push back strands of her hair out of her face with my free hand, giving her a smile. "You're cute." I admit. "Very cute." Marie just gulped and lowered her brows. "I mean it." I add.
"Smile for me." I hush, stroking her cheek with my thumb. Marie stayed silent, just staring up into my eyes with that scared yet innocent glaze upon them. The dark gaze in my eyes turned soft, a small smile upon my face now.
"Smile for me baby." I repeat, seeing her smile a little now. "God." I mutter. "I want to take you so bad." My attitude changed once more. "But I'll refrain." My eyes lower into her lap.
"For now." I growl lowly. Marie stayed silent, looking up at me with her innocent look. "You don't need to do this, you know." I hear her whisper. "You can take me back and I can burn the whole papers about the plans of the building. I'll help you!" She frowned.
I tut and shake my head, "That'd be no fun, now would it." I grin. "I want a lil bit of fun with you first." Marie just shivered once more. "Have you got a problem with that?" I ask, tilting my head to the side. I see her stay still and silent. "That's what i thought." I grunt.
I push her back onto the bed, seeing tears prick her eyes. "Look at yourself." I sneer, pressing a hand against her lower abdomen. "fuckin look at ya." I repeat, lowering my hand down into her bare inner thigh.
Her face was blank, "Do you want to get fucked like a lil slut, mm?" i grunt, seeing shaking her head. I slap her cheek, "Speak up!" I raise my voice. "n-no!" She whimpers. "P-please get off me." she let the tears slip. "No." I kneel over her body, then sitting on her waist. I see her take in a breath, my freehand trailing upon her chest.
"Just fuck off!" Marie screams, her hands trying to push me away from her helpless state. I tut, gripping her wrists and pinning them above her head. "Silly girl." I mumble, "Just leave me alone!" She cries. I grit my teeth, letting out a sigh.
"God why are sluts such whiney bitches." I huff.
But we were soon interrupted via the door. I hear people talking outside then the door slamming against the wall. "Clinton, Pat is in trouble." I hear the voice. I turn and see Christian standing in the doorway.
"Gosh, you look busy-" He mumbles. "Ah you think, Anthony?" I spat. "Look after the slut, don't fuck her before i do, okay." I sneer, standing up and allowing the girl to relax.
"And you!" I growl, pointing to the girl, "If you act like a lil fuckin brat whilst i'm gone, i'll have no choice but to make your life a living hell." I spat. The girl stayed silent. "Do you hear me?" I shout. Marie then nods, looking up at me timidly.
"Right." I look back over at Christian. "If she fucks with you, just hurt her." I shrug.
And with that, I walk out towards Jesse and Mitchel.
//Marie's POV//
I stare up at the ceiling with a shiver, then looking over at the man for a moment. This is when I gulp, "What the fuck." My voice shivers, it was christian. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" I worry. "Please say you've come to help me, please." I drown.
Christian looks just as shocked as i did. "Marie, what the fuck are you doing here?" he reversed the question. I sniffle and shrug. "I just wanna get outta here christian. is aubrey okay?" I ask. "Did that man hurt her?" I continue.
This is when Christians face changed. "What man?" He spoke. I stayed silent, shaking my head. "I-I can't remember." I spoke." "Did Aubrey have sex with someone last night?" He spat. I stay silent, then seeing him come closer. "Marie." He warned. "Did Aubrey have sex with someone last night!!" He shouts.
I gulp. "y-yeah." I stutter. I could see the pain in his eyes, then the sudden anger gaze.
"FUCK!" He shouts, slamming his hands onto the wall beside us.
"I thought you already knew." I whimper weakly, "She said she hits on the bouncer at that club we went to last night all the time. Then she left me with those guys and here I am." I stifle a cry.
"You must've done something to trigger Clinton fucking Cave." Christian sneered. "Clearly all he wants you for is a sex toy, that's all you are worth anyways." He adds.
My lips are parted, I could feel my heart shatter inside my chest and tears pricked my eyes once more.
"Oh sorry, did I hurt your feelings, hm?" Christian looked at me before coming towards me and staring down at me. "I couldn't give a fuck." He adds. I shiver and look away, shaking my head. I feel him force me to look at him via his hand on my jaw. "Now you look at me slut, okay." I let the tears fall down. "Leave me alone." My voice quivers.
A soft look in his eyes started to show, "shit." He whispers under his breath, letting go of my jaw and walking away. "Fuck." He cursed. "I'm so fucking sorry!" He covers his face and shook his head. I stay silent and look up at the ceiling instead. "I'm so so sorry, god." He said over and over. "I don't know what came over me, god I sounded like Clinton for a minute." He sighed.
I continued to stay silent, a shiver in my breath. I didn't know what to say. Christian huffed and looked down, shaking his head more.
"It's fine." I grumble, "I've learnt to get used to it." I sat him, pushing myself till i hit the wall. I pretend to act like i wasn't hurt by his words, my eyes staring down at my lap.
"Christian!" I hear faint voices shout. Christian looked over at me, giving me a slightly smile before exiting. "What!" I hear him call.
I hear murmurs then watching Christian come back in. "Clinton wants you downstairs." He spoke. I nod slightly, sighing. "o-okay." I mutter.
//END OF PART NINE!//
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