𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖕 𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖎𝖓! // 𝕴𝖆𝖓𝖓 𝕯𝖎𝖔𝖗

Fuck it.

Karlee's POV

"I wanted to have fun! You cheated on me with someone else so it's a win win situation!" I semi yelled while he rolled his eyes. "Really? I only went drinking with Bernard and Stacy and she pushed herself onto me." He said making me laugh "You seriously expect me to believe that?" I said as we pulled into the driveway of his house as he dragged me out of the car. "I don't wanna be here." I told him as he laughed at me. "It's not about what you want. It's what you're gonna be screaming." He said as I had this confused look on my face. "You don't deserve to get head from me." I said as I got up and headed towards the door as something was smashed over my head and everything went dark.

L A T E R

(Little Smut Warning, It's nothing like the usual smut I do.)

Shortly after I woke up to feel as cold breeze hit my naked and handcuffed body. "What the.." I mumbled to hear a doorknob shake as I saw Michael's dreads peak from the door. "I see that you're awake Mi Amor." He said with a evil grin. "You're sick. A very sick human being." I said as he walked towards me, Attempting to spread my legs while I kept fighting it. "I can really use and get you in jail for this! Just think it over!" I told him as he gave me a smirk. "I. Already. Thought. It. Over." He said prying my legs open as he looked up and down at my body. He sooner got on his knees and mumbled something to himself, as he licked my entrance warning a soft moan from me. He soon put Two fingers inside as I jerked back from him as he pulled me back. "Don't run away from it now. You caused this on yourself." He said with the most seductive tone ever. I felt a knot in my stomach as he pulled his fingers out and began sucking on my clit making me roll my eyes in the back of my head. "Fuck, Michaelll!" I moaned as I could tell he had a devilish grin on his face as he moved away. "So, you know I'm psycho for you correct?" He asked as I nodded in response. "For what? All I did was do nothing for you." I said while he took off my handcuffs. "Also what is your obsession with this shit- fucking irritating my wrists." I said rubbing my right wrist as I sighed. "Can i please have my stuff back." I asked as he tilted his head. "I mean my clothes and stuff. I need to look for Mimi." I said as he sighed. "Yknow she was blowing up your phone." He said handing it to me while I scrolled through the messages.

Mimiii

Where the hell are you?
You disappeared like fucking POOF.
Hello?
Call me right fucking now.
I'm calling the police to search for you.
Read 2:35AM

"Michael. She has the police searching for me." I said getting up throwing on his hoodie and a pair of ripped jeans I left over here and slipped on my slides. "I gotta go. I'll return your hoodie tomorrow." I said running out of his room and downstairs to see officers patrolling the area. "Now I can't leave." I said slamming a foot against the hard cold floor.