He slowly ran his fingers through my hair.
What is he doing?
My head jerked backwards as I felt the knife slice through my hair.
"What the fuck " I scream
"I need to get rid of it I can't stand this fake hair covering your natural beauty"
Dumb ass bitch
"Let me do it myself" I firmly state
He hands me the knife
I gently slice through the thread that holds the weave to the cornrows.
Stay calm Marcellina you can't be scared of him.
After I finish taking the hair out I don't put the knife down. My hands hold the so tightly around the cool metal object that I know it's going to leave an imprint.
" Give it back" Orson demands
I silently stand up over him
"Let me out of here" I growl while holding the knife outwards.
Orson quickly stands up and hits my wrist down. I pull back from the sting of pain his hand leaves behind. The knife clatters on the ground and he scrambles to pick it up .
"Fuck"
"Your always going to be the dumb slut that you were years ago" Orson
Taunts while pressing the knife onto my neck.I try to hold in the tears that fill my eyes as the memories come back.
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Flash back
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It was a few weeks after my 10th birthday and I thought I was so cool having a guy friend who was almost 5 years older than me. My school was a joined k-12 school and I was easy to have interactions with the older kids a couple times a day. So when Logan asked to meet me in the storage room after school I was so excited to be seen with someone older so I could brag to all my friends.I stood inside the storage room anxious
Maybe he's not going to show up
When he finally showed up a big smile spread across my face.
I heard a thud of something falling on the ground
What
______________________________________" You thought I didn't know about your slutty hobbies"
"You know it wasn't like the that" my voice shaking
"I'm sure you loved every second of it"
He remarked"Let me fucking see him" I scream
"You know that's the only reason why he's with you, he just wanted to see you perform in action".
I escape from his grasp and break down sobbing on the floor.
"Pathetic" he says while walking out the door swinging the knife
YOU ARE READING
The Black Mania
RomanceMarcellina is used to being in charge working as a female bouncer, but when she is taken against her will she must give up her pride to survive