Gavin has crossed the line.
Today, I messed up a case again, and he lost his temper.
He pinned me to the wall in the break room.
His hand was sliding down, down places I never want anyone to touch again.
His touch made me feel sick.
I could feel his eyes burning into me from across the bullpen as I shoved Gavin off of me.
That was more difficult than I'd like to admit, since he has placed a permanent limiter on my strength, so that I will feel further powerless.
The fear I hold for him is different compared to the fear I feel regarding Gavin.
Gavin is nothing but a minor inconvenience compared to him.
Needless to say, I reported Gavin.
I know it will bring me more pain in the future, but it will keep him off of me for now.
Tonight is not going to be fun.
I pray that he doesn't work late.
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It's over, isn't it..
FanfictionConnor's internal diary, day by day. Though maybe, it's not just for him, but a story for his special someone.. • ‼️Trigger Warning! Mentions of sexual abuse, physical abuse, self harm and suicide‼️ • (Post Best Ending) • Unedited... • {Completed}
