Born in prison, in love with a cliché.

𝙴 𝙸 𝙶 𝙷 𝚃 𝙴 𝙴 𝙽

Warning: This chapter contains once again graphic content. I have to warn you. This next part could be disturbing/triggering for some people.

9:15 on the dod. I knock on the backdoor and Jack opens it. He immediately smiles when he sees me. "Davina, come in." He says and I smile at him and walk inside. I directly walk to my locker, planning on putting my apron on when Jack stops me. "No need to put your apron on right now. Just take off your jacket and we're good to go." He says and walks to the front of the store.

The way he talks right now kinda gives me shivers down my spine, and not the good kind. What's up with him? I shrug it off, it's probably nothing anyway. He probably had a bad day.

I walk to the front of the store, after hanging up my jacket in the back and take my place behind the counter. He's standing in front of it like he's a customer. "Okay, how about you make a regular cappuccino grande." He says and I nod, entering it in the cash register. I print out the receipt and paste it on a grande cup. He nods in agreement and then walks behind the counter to see how I make the cappuccino.

I move to the coffee machine and start pouring some coffee beans into the machine and beating the milk. My left hand's holding the cup while my right is holding the whisk. "Hold up." He says and walks towards me, coming maybe a little too close. "Look you're doing it wrong. Beating the milk like that will take forever." He explains and suddenly brings an arm around my waist, his hand finding mine that is holding the whisk. His fingers cover my hand in a stern grip and he starts moving it in motions, while his other hand holds my other hand that is holding the cup with the milk.

While he's showing me the motions his head inches closer to mine and I stiffen. My hair is hanging down right now and I'm kind of regretting it. He nuzzles his nose in my hair and I can literally hear him inhale my scent. What. The. Fuck.

I pull my head away from him but his hand now finds it's way back to my waist and holds me in a tight grip. "Don't worry Davina. It's okay, nobody will know." He whispers in my ear and I feel like becoming sick.

"That's not why I don't want this," I tell him and he lets out a low chuckle. "Give me a minute and you'll be begging for me." His other hand finds its way to my face and he grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him. His eyes are full of lust, it disgusts me.

I try to pull myself away from him but his grip tights and he pushes me against the counter. The cup I was holding falls on the floor and shatters. The sound is deafening in the silent cafe. His lips hover over mine and I turn away, only for him to grab my entire jaw and pull my head back to face him.

He slowly pushes his body against mine. I'm now pressed between his body and the counter. I can feel his... thing sticking out. He can only grin as I gasp out of disgust. There is no trace of pleasure in my voice but somehow he still takes it the wrong way, thinking that I like it and he presses himself even closer to me.

"Stop," I whisper but he only shakes his head before his lips crash down mine. I squeeze my lips together as his tongue tries to find an entree. His hands start to roam over my body and I try to push his hands away. I push away, again, and again. His hands come back, again and again. I whimper and try to scream but it's no use. He's strong.

But then he does one stupid thing.

He slightly makes room between his legs. Bingo. Without hesitation I bring my knee up, connecting with his crotch. He backs down with a loud grunt and I immediately run away from him. But not without punching him in the nose first. I'm sure I can hear a bone break. Good.

I run to the back, grab my stuff, and run out of the Starbucks into the dark night. I try to catch my breath but a bright light distracts me.

That's when I see Clara's car. I think at least. My eyes are blurry as tears prickle in my eyes. I stare at the car and see how someone gets out of it. "Davina?" I hear Clara call and it finally feels like I can breathe. I walk to her car and get in.