jordi's pov
i hit reeces chest super hard, he pushes me against the wall and blocks me with his arms and body
"don't forget the fact that i'm the reason your alive. without me you would be dead, so show me some respect or i'll make you wish you were dead" he spits angrily. his eyes dark with anger
"you. don't. fucking. own. me" i spit out before slapping him in the face hard, his head shooting to the right at the force of it
he slowly turns his head to look at me when suddenly his hand shoots out to my throat. he puts pressure on the sides of my throat but not the middle where he could possibly cut of my oxygen
"i could kill you if i wanted to little girl, don't fuck with me" he says agile applying pressure to the sides of my throat
"you have no fucking clue" i laugh out. "no fucking clue"
"what do you mean 'i have no clue'?" he asks, his eyes clear with anger
"i guess you'll never find out mr boss" i say pushing him off of me and going back into my room before walking back into my bathroom to get changed
i put my bra on and throw my white t-shirt over my head before shoving it underneath my bra so it's cropped, i walk out into my room to see reece death staring me
i roll my eyes before grabbing my phone and opening the door to my bedroom and walking out into the hallway, leaving it open so reece will leave
i walk down the steps before walking along the hallway some more before waking down the second flight of stairs and into the kitchen on the second floor. i check my phone to see the time and if i have any notifications
4:00am
i grab an apple before walking over to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of cold water. i walk around the table and sit down in one of the chairs before opening the bottle of water and taking a bit of the apple
i grab my space grey iphone 8+ out of my sweatpants pocket before turning it on and entering my password
i open my phone to see my notifications. i open snapchat and open the snaps i've been sent before opening instagram to check those notifications as well
i scroll through my feed when i feel another presence enter the room. without looking up i speak
"what do you want?" i growl out still not looking up from my phone
"you've been eating a single apple a day for the year you've been here, don't you think you should eat something more?" i hear reece ask from the doorway of the kitchen
"since when did you give a fuck?" i spit still scrolling through my instagram feed and not paying any attention to him
"since you've tried to take your life 4 times since you've been here, plus you could develop an eating disorder" he growls pushing himself off the door frame and walking into the kitchen
"why would you care? like you said, 'you could kill me if you wanted to'" i say using his own words against him
"just eat something else" he growls
"how about no" i say turning my phone off and placing it face down on the table and grabbing my apple to take a bit
he rolls his eyes in response
fucking bitch
"keep rolling your eyes, maybe you'll find a brain back there" i say eating my apple and checking my nails out
"shut up with your responses" he says. "i'm not in the mood for this shit"
"i'm never in the mood for your shit yet you still speak to me, not everything goes out way" i say smirking at him and getting out of my chair
"well if you'll excuse me, my bed is calling for me" i say putting my apple core in the bin before walking past him and up the flight of stairs to my hallway
i walk around the hallway till i get to my door. i open the door before closing it behind me
"well, well, well. what do we have here?" a masculine voice says from behind me
i turn around and look on my bed to see a hooded figure sitting there on the edge of my bed. wearing all black
"who are you and what do you want?" i snap
"oh no jordi, don't speak to your uncle like that" the man says
"you are not my fucking uncle, so get your head out of your ass" i snap at him
"oh yes i am" he says standing up
"how did you even get in my fucking house, let alone my bedroom?" i growl at him
"you don't wanna know" he says walking towards me
he pushes me against the wall super hard and his hand goes to my throat
"your father was going to sell you to me just after you disappeared. you were going to be my play toy, my submissive, my slut, my whore" he says tightening his grip on my throat blocking off my air supply
"over my dead fucking body" i breathe out before bringing my knee up and kicking him in his little junior. he falls to the floor groaning in pain and holding it
i grab one of my guns and point it as his head
"get the fuck up!" i spit out grabbing him by the back of his hoodie and yanking him up off the floor
i check my phone for the time before walking out of my room dragging him behind me
"you fucking slut" he says trying to stand up
"just stop" i say sighing before i hit him in the head with the end of my gun knocking him out
[AUTHORS NOTE]
well sorry this was out later then i expected, but today was my birthday and i was spending it with friends and family
when are your birthdays? i'm curious
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