North vs South (Cameron Dallas)

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Mark creeps closer and closer to me with a large smirk plastered onto his face and I feel bumps cover my body and not in a good away.

"I know you used my phone" he breaths harshly against my neck and I try to slither away but he has a firm grip on my wrists.

"I don't mind really it's not as if he can find you anyway and my phone is non-trackable."

"He is going to kill you when he find you you know how he can be with what is his!" I shout at him as I pull against his grip but it's no use I'm only growing myself more tired.

"We will deal with that in time now let's get to the fun part" he smirks dragging my underwear down my leg and i squirm in my position that I'm stuck in.

"It will hurt less if you stay still" he snaps slapping me across the face and I hold my check down to stop the heat from swelling up.

He undresses himself under the sheets and I look away petrified and the only thing that I can think off is Cameron but I can't think straight.

He slams himself into me and I cry out in pain I feel sick to the stomach and I scream in terror, I hate this I need wanted another man to touch me in this away and I feel as if he has ruined this all for me. Cameron was meant to be the only one.

"Please stop" I cry I can't manage screaming because I know here isn't a point and just sob and he keeps going and I can sense he isn't stopping anytime soon.

The hot tears burn my face as he lump in my throat grows larger and larger and I feel paranoia as his skin deepens in me as his lips work against my neck.

"Your so good.." He moans and his movements quicken up and he keeps thrashing himself into me, I need a break but my pleas of him stopping do not help.

His finger nails take down my body and no matter where he touches me I feel as if I have been burnt and its a memory imprinted into my mind and I keep seeing it over and over. His lips try to mark me with bruised being to mark my hips and neck, I feel like filth.

It stings like hell and I feel like giving up my body as my eyes start to shut and my mind not working with my brain.

I just wish it would stop.

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My eyes adjust to the light in the room and I support my weight with my elbows but fall back into my back my legs feel like jello along with throbbing pains.

I find myself on the floor crawling to the door and I grab onto the handle and attempt to get it open but it doesn't move a bit, cemented in place.

I lay my back against a wall and let out all the emotions out grabbing my legs and keeping them close to my chest, it's the only protection I can provide for myself.

I think back to what would be happening right now, Cameron would be about to kill anyone who comes into his path and has one goal and that's to get me but right now I have no hope for his attempts and cry at the realisation that no matter the determination that he won't be able to get me back or back to who I was.

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Cameron

"How long is he going to be?" I snap at the drooling receptionist who is just gawking at me but her acrylic nails and dyed hair has me turned completely off.

"I told you he is in a meeting but I could provide you with entertainment while you wait.." She bites onto her pen and she batters her eyelashes at me.