Temptations (A Vinny Castronovo Love Story) *Completed*

Chapter Forty-Eight

(Gabrielle's POV)

I woke up, and the smell of his cologne surrounded me. I tried to move, but his arms were wrapped tightly around my waist. Tears started to form in my eyes, and I couldn't even reach up to wipe them away. They fell down my face slowly, and started to hit his chest. The feeling of my tears woke him, I guess. "Oh, good morning beautiful..." He reached down to connect our lips, but I pulled away. This boy sickens me. "Where the fuck am I?" I spat, trying to get out of his hold. "Baby, it's no use... You're staying here with me forever...." Marko said while running his fingers down my arms. The hair on the back of the neck stood up, and my stomach felt queasy.... Vinny used to do the same thing to me. "You fucking wish.... You're a little creeper and I hate your guts. Now let me go..." I yelled, and pulled out of his grip, only to be grabbed back into it. Marko pulled out a blade from his pocket, and held it to my neck, making me quiver with fear. "Either you do what I say, or you end up like that little piece of trash..." He hissed. I gulped, and nodded, trying to extend my neck away from the blade. "Good girl. Now if I let you go, and you try to run, then I'll make you regret it, got it?" He asked. I nodded once again, my throat was too full of tears to respond. His grip on me released, and I quickly tumbled out of the bed, on to the floor. I shivered, and noticed that a huge hole had been ripped into my shirt, and my pants were missing. Oh my God... He didn't.... "You know, I was going to have some fun with you.... But then I realized it'd be so much better if you were awake... " He smirked, as if he could read my mind. I shook my head rapidly, and tears started falling down my face... "Please, no Marko. I'll do anything you want, just don't force me into that..." I said, the tears causing me to choke. He looked at me, sympathy glowing in his eyes. "Fine. But only because I love you so much.... Are you hungry? Cold?" He asked. "I'm cold..." I whimpered. "I'll take care of that..." He got up, and went into his closet, and tossed me a pair of his sweatpants. I slid them on, and couldn't help but feel dirty. I wasn't supposed to wear other boy's clothing... I was with Vinny... This just felt wrong. "You look good in my clothes..." He smirked, and moved closer to me. I started crying harder, I just wanted to know if Vinny was okay. "Why are you crying? I told you I wouldn't make you have sex with me..." He spat. "I'm crying because I want to know if my boyfriend is alright! I'm crying because I miss my parents and Krissy... I'm crying because I want to go home God damn it!" I yelled. He stepped towards me, and caressed my face in his hands. "Oh baby.... This is your home now..." I sighed, and began to cry even harder. I need to get out of here...