I Love Summer

Chapter Fifteen

A/N: A trigger warning content is involved.

Summer's POV

I grinned whenever I stared at my favorite blue eyes with the hint of innocent. I was mesmerized by her matching dark eyebrows, perfect nose, and peachy kissable lips which always curved upward whenever she saw me.

I gently caressed her long dark brown wavy hair as her face formed into a tender smile to me. I glided my hand downward reaching her bareback to feel her soft light tan skin. Her eyes closed and giggled because of ticklish and I laughed along with her.

I leaned in and deepened our kiss and she synchronizes in it and heard she moaned softly in our mouth and I started bit her lower lips caused her giggled again. She was so natural in everything and I love it.

We gradually pulled away as I saw her lovely smile was disappeared. Her innocent blue eyes turn into hatred and I hissed when I felt she tugged my hair and said with gritted her teeth, "Go fuck yourself, bitch!"

I yelled in pain when she yanked my hair to pull me closer to her as she spat on my face, "Now go, stay happy with that pathetic fuckboy and let him fuck you over and over again!" her fist connect to my jaw before I could react and I groaned out loud.

"Wake up, bitch!" my eyes shot opened after I felt a stung on my cheek. I winched in ache after I felt my jaw was pain in ass. That bastard hit my jaw again!

I tried to pry his hand off from my hair and grunted, "Get your fucking filthy handoff from me!" I hit his hand and yelled, "I'm fucking awake now!"

I groaned when he roughly tugged my hair and hauled me as I scratched his hand and yelled, "Get off from me!" he shoved me as I fall into the bathroom's disgusting floor.

He glared at me and rubbed the spot I had scratched on his hand and he spat, "Hurry get ready and you only have 5!" he slammed the door and left me in the bathroom alone.

I gagged and almost puke when the horrible smell of urine and poop hit my nostril. I scrunched my face in pain when I stood up abruptly with my sore and bruised body. I quickly stepped into the shower and my teeth chattering when the fucking cold water spray on my skin.  

I had to shower like a military service before I get that bastard hit me again. I spent less than 5 minutes to finished anything except my makeup and I decided to do it in his goddamn car.

Once I stepped out from the bathroom, that bastard gripped my upper arm and roughly pulled me along with him left the motel, and shoved me into his car and he soon slides in the driver seat, ignite the car and pull off from the motel to my morning shift working place.

I silently hiss and caressed the spot that bastard had gripped just now. I had no idea which spot wasn't painful for me by a simple touch.    

I pulled down the sun visor and groaned to myself when I stared at the fresh bruise on my face through the attached mirror. I winced slightly when I dapped the concealer to cover my bruise.

"Look, you better fast in action whenever you're having your job. Don't talk too much or thinking to fuck with another man," he said as I rolled my eyes and hope he would shut the fuck up for disturbing I do the makeup for his sake. 

Seriously, I would say a big no to disgusting men like this kind of bastard.

I groaned when I felt his hand tugged my hair as I could smell his nasty breath "Do you fucking hear me?! Bitch!"

I dug my nails on his hairy rough hand and I yelled back to him, "I'm fucking hear you! Handoff you son of the bitch!" my right temple knock on the front door window after he roughly shoved my head away.