Mist's POV
Two months have passed since I had left Jayy and Dahvie. I knew they'd been searching for me, or at least had people searching for me. I wasn't going back. No. As of right now, I was stripping on a pole, trying to earn money. I know, you guys will probably think I'm a whore, but all I do is dance. I don't fuck the boys who come and watch. I sing while I dance though.
"I'ma make you beg I'ma make you beg for it." I sang loudly while spinning on the pole. I looked over at the club doors and saw them open. I didn't look at who it was. I felt someones hands touch me and I tensed. "Stop!"
"Get the fuck off her." I heard someones voice. It sounded so familiar. He growled. Jayy growled. My eyes just about bulged out of my head. I started shaking. "Get down." Jayy told me, grabbing me and pulling me from the stage. I was too shocked to protest so I followed them.
"DO YOU THINK WHAT YOU DID WAS FUNNY?" Jayy shouted at me. I couldn't reply, the shockness still running through my body. "ANSWER ME." He screamed. I turned my head towards him and I felt a tear fall down my cheek.
"Let me ask you a question.. Do you think what you did was funny?" I asked. His face burned with anger. Dahvie was getting in the car. "DO YOU?" I screamed and started crying hard. He growled and shoved me into the car.
"Just shut the fuck up!" Jayy yelled. I wanted to punch him. I wanted to punch him so fucking bad, but I was too chicken. "Heard that." I jolted, remembering he could hear my thoughts.
"We were worried sick about you.." Dahvie mumbled. Jayy whispered 'i wasn't.' That hurt, a lot. I wanted to rip my hair out. I pictured my blade running across my skin, but stopped when I heard Jayy gasp. I forgot he could see them too.
"We moved. All your stuff is there." Jayy said, not looking at me. I nodded. I really didn't want to go back and live with them. I wondered what Daniel thinks of him looking for me. Jayy glared at me. "Shut your thoughts up. Its non of your business." He told me. I sighed, drying my eyes with my sleeve. I fell asleep, and dreamed about something terrible, and I'm pretty sure Jayy made it happen.
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"Wake up." Jayy shook me awake. I groaned, and realized I was in a massive bed. I didn't need a bed this big. When I looked around I noticed this was Jayy's room, that had my stuff and his stuff in it. "Why? Why did you fucking leave? Didn't I fucking warn you? Did you not comprehend it?" I slapped him acrossed the face. He was just as shocked as I was.
"You can't tell me you love me, and then go to Daniel, and then tell me you love me again, and then fucking fuck Moon. YOU CAN'T TELL ME YOU LOVE ME WHEN YOU GOT JEALOUS BECAUSE DAHVIE WAS ON A DATE WITH MOON. YOU CAN'T LIE TO ME." I screamed. I finally got it all out. In a blink of an eye, Jayy was on top of me, pinning me down to the bed.
"Shut up." He said, leaning toards my neck. I screamed as he bit me, but when the pleasure rolled in, I didn't do anything. I stayed quiet. I didn't want to let him know that he could still turn me on. He stuck his hands down my pants and smirked. "It's too late for me not to know, darling." I smirked to himself, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I bit my lip, not moaning. "Fine." He pulled his hand away, and I whimpered. I regreted that, so fucking much. I wanted him so bad. I hadn't had him in so long.
"Stop toying with me.. Please.." I said, my voice cracking. He kissed me as hard as he possibly could and fucked me hard. I enjoyed it, but I didn't love him. He was an ass, that didn't deserve my love.
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