Chapter Five

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I take the longest shower I've ever taken. I just sat there thinking of what I would be doing right now if I didn't pick up that extra shift. I hurry up and get out when I hear footsteps approaching. Quickly, I rapped up in a towel just as someone walks in but it wasn't Tony. It was Nate, the one I pepper sprayed. He looks around the room when he saw I wasn't on my bed. I stand there looking down as soon as he looks at me. "There you are," he said with a smirk. 

He walked up to me and handed me an ice pack. "W-what's this for?" I ask. "The black eye I gave you." I completely forgot someone punched me in the face. "You hit me?!" I snap at him. "Don't raise your voice with me," he said raising an eyebrow as if it was a warning. "I have every right to raise my voice with you. You hit me in the face!" Next thing you know I'm up against the sink with a hand around my throat. 

"I said don't raise your voice with me," he spoke into my ear. Struggling to breathe I managed to get out a couple of words. "I'm s-sorry," I whimper. I feel his grip around my neck loosen. "Don't let it happen again," he says calmly, kissing my cheek. His eyes started to wonder down to the towel that was wrapped around me. "You know you owe me for spraying me with pepper spray." He slowly moves his fingers down my shoulder lightly touching it my bare skin. 

I just stand there because there's nothing I can do; he already has a hand on my throat. "I-I'm s-sorry about that," I say hoping it'll stop him. "I don't know if sorry is going to cut it darling," he starts kissing my neck. I try to move away, but he moves his hand to the back of my neck and squeezed. "Do as your told and don't move. Got it?" I nod slowly in pain from his tight grip on my neck. 

He slams his lips into mine and forces his tongue into my mouth allowing it to wonder. He kisses down my chest and was about to remove my towel when I hear another set of footsteps enter the room. 'Tony!' I thought. Maybe he'll stop him. I mean he did say I was "his"

He walks into the room and leans up against the door frame of the bathroom behind Nate. The bathroom door was removed so now there's just a door frame. "What's going on in here." "She's receiving her punishment from me for spraying me last night." I was standing there with a pleading look and tears running down my face while looking at Tony. 

"Fair enough." I was shocked. "Don't forget to lock the door so she doesn't try to run." I couldn't believe this. "Please don't!" I yelled while crying and looking at Nate who still had me at the neck. "I'm sorry! Please!" "Shut up!" Nate yelled at me making me cry even more. "Stop crying and come with me." He starts walking me towards the bed when we stop half way and has me stay still while he locks the door. 

"Okay. Come." I hated the way he talked to me, but I know if I say something he was going to hit me. 

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