Sacredly Scarred

Chapter 17

A/N: So... This chapter isn't dark... But it's fucked up. I hope you guys enjoy! I am so so so so so so so so so SO SORRY about not updating! I literally don't even know why I haven't, this book is already written... But sincere whole world is practically on quarantine, I literals don't have a reason not to update! Love you all!

Words: 3k

Warnings: Swearing (use of the N word), Sexual Innuendos, Violence (MxF, MxM~ I'll add the trigger warning sign)

UPDATE (5-16-20): I won't post chapter 18 until I have some Character Asks!!!!

Erik's POV

After our exploits in the training room, we went back up to the apartment... Where we had sex in the shower again. Once we were dried and dressed I grabbed my car keys.

"Imma head out to the gym and get ya things. I'll be back soon," I called out to her. She came out of the bedroom wearing my t-shirt and her leggings. I couldn't help but smile. "Look at ya cute ass in my clothes." I walked over to her and kissed her, squeezing her ass.

"I don't have any other clothes," she shrugged.

"Then come with me," I suggested. "I'll drop you at the other apartment while I go to the gym. You can grab some clothes and bring them over."

"I just got off the phone with Alyssa, I'm gonna go have drinks with the twins in their apartment," she sighed. "When we're done, I'll take the bus over there."

"Don't take the bus. Call a cab," I took $50 out my wallet and placed it in her hand.

"A cab isn't $50 Erik!" She protested.

"Then buy some earrings or something," I laughed walking out the door.

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I walked into the gym, getting looks from the girls there. One had the nerve to up to me, batting her eyes.

"Hi," she grinned. "I'm Ashlyn."

"And I'm not interested," I said, walking away and looking at the text from Yenai explaining where I could find her locker. I walked to the very back and opened up her locker, retrieving everything inside.

"The hell do you think you're doing?" A voice asked from behind me. I dropped the bag and turned around to see Jon standing there confused. My blood boiled and the next thing I knew, I was shoving him back into the office and locking the door.

"I should kill you right now!" I hissed.

"For what?" He asked. Just for acting stupid, I punched him in the jaw. He fell to the ground.

"You remember now nigga?" I shouted. He spit the blood from his mouth.

"Look... I was angry, okay? And I had a bit too much to drink. I didn't mean what I said-"

"You told her she deserved it! That she was fucking asking for it! The fuck is wrong with you? She had a fucking anxiety attack and trashed her apartment!" I grabbed him by his collar and pulled him up. "She started cutting again, you piece of shit!"

"What?" His face dropped.

"She was fucking clean and then she relapsed! I found her balled up in a fucking corner screaming! What type of fucked up are you? Did you hate her much for being with me-"

"I LOVE HER!" He shouted, tears in his eyes. "I love her... More than anything. More than you ever will! She should be with me!"

"This ain't Twilight nigga. Cut the dramatic shit."