Midnight | Zarry |

6.

Warning: RAPE!! Don't read if this triggers anything for you.

You know that feeling when you wake up from a dream, and feel it throughout the day? Harry makes me feel like that. Sometimes I feel as if I'm dreaming, but I know I'm not.

I wake up the next morning alone.

"Of course he would leave." I hadn't expected anything less. I roll out of bed, heading to the bathroom.

I stand at the toilet, holding my junk. I hear a low moan behind me. Sure enough, Harry's behind me. I drop my dick, and walk past him. He apparently didn't like that because he yanked me back.

"You don't walk past me, babe." His tone made my heart drop. That's how he spoke when he almost killed me. "I-I'm s-s-sorry. Please," I gave him a wide-eyed look. He chuckled, shaking his head. "Still scared, eh?" I closed my eyes, not responding.

"Answer me!" He grabbed my arm tightly, dragging me out of the bathroom. "Good thing you're still naked." He smirked at me. I gulped.

He threw me on my bed, pinning me down. He pulls out his cock, pressing it into my entrance. I scream. He thrust roughly, making the headboard slam against the wall. I dig my heels into his back, but he doesn't seem to notice. I'm crying now, tears leaving hot streams down my face. He's full on cackling, enjoying my pain. He cums in me. He pulls out, and slaps me across my face.

"I don't enjoy being ignored, Zaynie."
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Hey guys, I haven't updated in a long, long, long time. :/

Anyways, Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it. I hope you enjoy it and get everything you wished for.

- Chantael