Bruised Knuckles (J.G fanfic)

"You might as well call the cops" he whispered in my ear as he was grabbing my waist.

"Why call the call the cops when I don't even know the damage you've done" I said removing his arms roughly, walking away from him and into the hallway as he followed me.

"Sweetie we both know I'm bad and you don't need evidence to know I've done things that are regrettable" he said as he corned me by the nearest wall in the hallway.

"Get out of my wa-" I said trying to move as he pins my arms to the wall.

"Oh baby girl,-" he says taking in a breath of my scent "- I'm afraid you can't leave me".

"I'll do whatever I please" I say trying to get out of his grasp again which only makes his grip on my arms increase.

"See your first mistake was trusting me" he said letting me go walking away as I do the same thinking about that moment.

"And you still follow me why because you're mine my babygirl you could never leave me" he says. And he would be right.

"And could you hurt a babygirl as precious as your own. Of course not I could spoil her all day if she wouldn't have an attitude with me all the time" he says wrapping his arm around me again.

"I don't have an attitude I'm just stubborn" I say knowing very well I'm lying. And like a mind reader he says "I know you're lying" with a to die for laugh.