Loveless Love
Chapter 22
Charlotte's POV
I woke up, groaning as always, I went to the bathroom, stripped out of my clothes, and took a warm shower, I felt something uneasy in my stomach, that's a sign, when ever I get that feeling, something bad happens, I wonder what it is.
I wrapped a towel around my body and hair, I threw a cute purple oversized sweater, and one of it's sleeves was hanging of my shoulder, it was pretty cute, I also picked some ripped tight jeans, with cute purple Toms.
I dried my hair, today we were going in some different place of Paris, I actually didn't know were, but today I was going to the grocerie store, because I really needed some snacks.
"Guys I'm going to buy some snacks for us." I smiled waving my hands goodbye, a chorus of 'bye' and 'take care' was the response, with that I closed the Hotel room door.
on the way to the store, I still had this uneasy feeling in my stomach, I actually woke up late this morning, as always, since I'm not a morning person, so the sun is fading and it's starting getting darker, I shivered slightly when I felt a rush of air hit my body, suddenly I felt some pare of hands get caught of my mouth and arm.
I was yanked to a dark alley, it seemed like nobody was there, I was growing panicked, I felt my self turning around to be face to face with brown hair and hazel eyed man.
Wait a minute, that wasn't any man, that was Derek, my Ex, shit shit shit, I'm in big trouble "Remember me Sweat heart" even in the dark, I could see him smile.
I suddenly felt a rage putted on my mouth, "Breath,Babe" he whispered, I couldn't help but breathe, I mean I'm human right?, but I regretted it later, because everything went black.
---------LATER---------
I woke up, I was sitting on a bed, my wrist were tied with a rope on the bed, the rope was hurting my wrist so badly, suddenly, realization hit me, I'm kidnapped by my Ex, oh Man, this is terribly bad.
"Hey there, Babe" his frame was now standing infront of me "STOP CALLING ME BABE!" I spat on him "Oh well, I can and I will, Babe" he chuckled, and my face reddened from anger.
He suddenly begun leaning in, I flipped back on the bed so he couldn't kiss me, when he stood up facing me, I had a crazy idea, I kicked his face with my legs, actually my Toms, hit his nose directly, only to regret it after, because he slapped me, Hard, on the face.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" he shouted, angrier than ever, I was scared I won't lie, but I showed no sign of it "WHAT THE FUCK IS WROMG WITH YOU!" I spat, I think he got angry, because next, he was laying on top of me, grinding his middle into mine, that was my weak part, Nobody, I said nobody had ever has sex with me except for Harry, Derek tried, but I couldn't let him, he was abusive.
"Don't do this, please" I begged in a whisper, I didn't want to have sex right now, espcially with him "I will." he smirked, I tried wriggling under his touch, but he won't budge "P-please" I begged again, tears threatening to spell "Shut up." he said, getting rid of his clothes, as well as mine.
"Don't." I was crying now, and he just smirked, he removed my jeans, as well as my panties, I was sobbing loudly, and it was more painful when he begun thrusting, it was not pleasure, it was pain.
And that's the secret of the uneasy feeling.
I woke up, groaning as always, I went to the bathroom, stripped out of my clothes, and took a warm shower, I felt something uneasy in my stomach, that's a sign, when ever I get that feeling, something bad happens, I wonder what it is.
I wrapped a towel around my body and hair, I threw a cute purple oversized sweater, and one of it's sleeves was hanging of my shoulder, it was pretty cute, I also picked some ripped tight jeans, with cute purple Toms.
I dried my hair, today we were going in some different place of Paris, I actually didn't know were, but today I was going to the grocerie store, because I really needed some snacks.
"Guys I'm going to buy some snacks for us." I smiled waving my hands goodbye, a chorus of 'bye' and 'take care' was the response, with that I closed the Hotel room door.
on the way to the store, I still had this uneasy feeling in my stomach, I actually woke up late this morning, as always, since I'm not a morning person, so the sun is fading and it's starting getting darker, I shivered slightly when I felt a rush of air hit my body, suddenly I felt some pare of hands get caught of my mouth and arm.
I was yanked to a dark alley, it seemed like nobody was there, I was growing panicked, I felt my self turning around to be face to face with brown hair and hazel eyed man.
Wait a minute, that wasn't any man, that was Derek, my Ex, shit shit shit, I'm in big trouble "Remember me Sweat heart" even in the dark, I could see him smile.
I suddenly felt a rage putted on my mouth, "Breath,Babe" he whispered, I couldn't help but breathe, I mean I'm human right?, but I regretted it later, because everything went black.
---------LATER---------
I woke up, I was sitting on a bed, my wrist were tied with a rope on the bed, the rope was hurting my wrist so badly, suddenly, realization hit me, I'm kidnapped by my Ex, oh Man, this is terribly bad.
"Hey there, Babe" his frame was now standing infront of me "STOP CALLING ME BABE!" I spat on him "Oh well, I can and I will, Babe" he chuckled, and my face reddened from anger.
He suddenly begun leaning in, I flipped back on the bed so he couldn't kiss me, when he stood up facing me, I had a crazy idea, I kicked his face with my legs, actually my Toms, hit his nose directly, only to regret it after, because he slapped me, Hard, on the face.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?" he shouted, angrier than ever, I was scared I won't lie, but I showed no sign of it "WHAT THE FUCK IS WROMG WITH YOU!" I spat, I think he got angry, because next, he was laying on top of me, grinding his middle into mine, that was my weak part, Nobody, I said nobody had ever has sex with me except for Harry, Derek tried, but I couldn't let him, he was abusive.
"Don't do this, please" I begged in a whisper, I didn't want to have sex right now, espcially with him "I will." he smirked, I tried wriggling under his touch, but he won't budge "P-please" I begged again, tears threatening to spell "Shut up." he said, getting rid of his clothes, as well as mine.
"Don't." I was crying now, and he just smirked, he removed my jeans, as well as my panties, I was sobbing loudly, and it was more painful when he begun thrusting, it was not pleasure, it was pain.
And that's the secret of the uneasy feeling.
9/13/13