Fatal Attraction

Restrain

****TRIGGER WARNING.****

I stop in the door way, looking at Derrick, knowing what he wants, right off the bat. "Come on, Erin. Don't you want to show me how much you love me and missed me?" He asked staring at me.  I was frightened, I stood still, staring at him. "Sure I do. But I didn't mean as soon as we got here. I figured I could cook for you first. Or something." I try to convince him, to avoid the situation. Jerome. Where are you?  Derrick's face grew mad. I could tell that he wasn't going to let me get out of this situation.  It was this or death.  And I don't, honestly, know which option to choose.  Derrick grabs my hand and pulls me on the bed, feeling my arm leave the socket for a split second. I look at him in fear. "You're going to show me now. You can cook for me later." He says, hatefully. He uses his one hand to  unbutton my pants and zipper, while his other hand goes up my shirt.  I cringe to his touch, praying that he would finish quickly, but judging by his look, he's going to take his sweet time.   I feel his hand grasp my bra, and yank it off, leaving bruises from the clasps from behind my back. After throwing it onto the floor, he then begins to pull down my pants.  Tears start to dwell in my eyes, not wanting him to see, I close my eyes.

     "Sorry, no love making for you today." I hear a voice say.  I open my eyes to see jerome pointing a gun to Derrick's head.  Derrick gets off me and stands in front of Jerome, but before he could say anything, Jerome hits him with the gun, knocking him out. I sigh out of relief, staring at Jerome. He walks up to me and just blankly stares at me. I grow frustrated and slap him, taking him by surprise. "What the hell took you so long? Where were you?" I cry out.  Shaking from the left over fear in my body. Jerome just sits there, holding his cheek in his hand.  "I'm sorry, kitten. I parked alittle bit down the street so no one could see me. Or see where I was going.  But you could've fought back, ya know. Like you did last time. " He says, sounding angry. I begin to cry, knowing that he could never understand what I had been through,no matter how many times I tell him. "hey hey. Don't cry. It's ok." I look up at him, tears still on my face. "Ok? It's ok?  You've been acting weird since before we left. I was doubting you were even going to show up.  I thought you abandoned me. Leaving me with him.  I didn't fight back because I couldn't.  I was too scared. Why do you think I needed you with me? But when it came time to do it, you started acting like you hated me and that you didn't want to be around me. What's up with you?" I yell at him. Jerome looks at me and then over at Derrick's unconscious body. "I'm not that sweet loving person I've been acting to be. I do care for you and such. But I'm not a person someone loves or wants be with. I am the exact person that you ran away from.  I'm just like derrick."  My eyes grew, realizing that he was opening up to me a bit, and that he knew he wasn't as good as I treated. I move closer to Jerome and lay my hand on his stinging cheek that I had just hit. I force his eyes to meet mine. "if you were just like him, why would I have sex with you? Also, I never told you that you were a good person or such, so that pressures off your shoulders. I like you for who you are, I know what you did and they you enjoy causing chaos. I'm perfectly alright with that. But you have not forced me to do anything. That's why I like you. With Derrick it was nothing but Force. So stop that pity crap, let's kill this piece of shit, and let's go back home." With that, I kiss him on his lips. "I wanna see your talent in action. Would you care to show me?" I earn a smile from Jerome.
    Jerome gets up off the bed and heads over to Derrick, picking him up and setting him down in the chair across the room. He gets into his bag and takes out duct tape, taping Derrick's limbs to the arms and legs of the chair. "Now all we do is wait until he wakes up. It's no fun if he's asleep." Jerome says, chuckling at the end. "Jerome? Can you come here for a moment?" He stares at me for a minute and walks over to me, standing over me as I was still sitting. "What is it, Kitten?" I grab his shirt and pull him down to my level. Before he could say anything, I smash my lips onto his, feeling him immediately kiss me back. His tongue licks my bottom lip for permission, I gladly obliged his request. As I feel his tongue massaging mine and roaming my mouth, I can't help but moan. Jerome moves away after a few more minutes and notices my pouting face. "Not here, Kitten. We have unfinished business.". Jerome says, touching my lips with his thumb. "I was just wanting pass the time. Plus, if he woke up in the middle, he would be even more upset because I never allowed him to touch me like you did. I want him to feel that hatred, jealousy, and envy." I say back to him, grabbing his hands and laying them flat on my breasts. I stare at him pleadingly. Partly confused at the inopportune timing of my sudden wanting for sex, Jerome just smiled. "You're being so naughty, Kitten. And normally I would want nothing more than to take you, but good ole Galavan has us on a deadline. So I have to wake him up and finish him. Before you ask, he called me while I was walking over here. He wants to go over the plan with all of us. But as soon as we get home, I will ravish you until you are unable to walk for the rest of the night." He says. I hesitantly agree, upset that I didn't really get what I want, but understanding that Jerome also has a job to do.

   Jerome grabs a cup of water from the adjoining bathroom and walks over to Derrick. He holds the cup over him and let's it fall on Derrick, waking him up almost immediately. "Rise and shine. Let's have some fun." Jerome laughs manically, and I sit back and watch Jerome begin, feeling... Happy? Excited?