My One And Only

Josh had kept me locked in one of his room and I could not do a damn thing about it.

When the maid came with food a few hours later, I could not stop myself from eating all of it only because I was too hungry and the food had done nothing wrong to me.

My abdomen had developed a pale purple bluish bruise where Josh had punched me. My cheeks were red and there was a cut on the corner of my lips.

I had no idea why he bought me back when he had broken up with me publicly that night at the party.

It had been daytime now and I could not do anything but wonder how my life had changed so much.

And then the door opened suddenly when I turned to see who it was, I saw him, my nightmare.

He gave me a smile which only gave me chills down my spine and closed the door behind him before moving more closer to where I was standing.

He dropped a file on the bed and then extended his right hand, offering me a pen. I only continued to keep looking at him.

“Stop staring at me and sign on those court papers. ”

He said. What was it about?? I wanted to ask but he hated me questioning him so I kept my mouth shut, letting my silence ask him instead.

When he got no moves from me, he stuffed the pen back into his pocket and then closed his eyes before opening it again right away.

I found one of his hand pulling me close to him, I sucked in a huge breathe when I found his lips pasted on the base of my neck.

I curled my fingers in a fist as I knew where this was going to. It made me remember the night before how mistakenly I lost my virtue to an unknown stranger.

“I had waited for long from fucking you because of your father. ”

He said as he continued to paper kisses down my throat up and down.

“Now that I have already signed the papers of marriage, I can have you all to myself. ”

It was only then I realized he was planning to marry me and those were court papers.

I could not help but wonder why the sudden change of mind but I also could not stop thinking if I should shut it and go with the flow just like mother used to say and my life would go back to how it was before.

But the question was if I really wanted this kind of life?? Did I want the rest of my life to be spent with this douche being his punching bag??

My mind and heart both screamed a big no and it was obvious that they would. Then again was this not what I wanted from the beginning?? To have Josh to secure my life?

When his hands dropped on my breasts, I was drowned out of my thoughts and so I pushed him away from me.

He glared at me and within no time, moved closer once again and landed a tight slap on both of my cheeks, pulling my hairs next and pushing me down on the bed.

I had gotten the answer to my question and this was not what I wanted for the rest of my life. So I tried to run away from this monster but he pulled me to him once again.

“Bitch. You are becoming too daring huh?”

He muttered as I stormed my feet on the floor trying to get away from him. Luckily it hit him on his toes making him drop me, giving me enough time to open the door and run away from there.

“Tinsley, slut get back here.”

I did not listen to him and hurriedly made myself out of there thinking if I got out, the workers would notice me and they would help me.

“No use because there is no one. ”

Josh screamed behind me as he ran after me. He got the hint of my idea. And true to his words, there was no one. The entire place was empty.

Where did he bring me?? It was not his mansion. He was keeping me, hostage, in some unknown place.

I continued to run away from him and was about to climb the stairs down when he threw something on me and I bent down, losing my steps and falling down the stairs.

I could not control myself, I tried to hold back and stop myself from rolling down to the bottom but there was no way I could stop it.

My head hit hard on the base of the last stair, I could feel my head bleeding, blood running out of it.

I groaned in pain but tried to stand up almost immediately to escape but it was too late, he held me back. I struggled hard to get away from his hold.

“Let me go, Josh. I don’t want to be with you.”

I pleaded with him as he dragged me back to the room. I screamed out even though my head was hurting so bad.

“Please, just let me go. I do not want to be with you.”

“Just shut the fuck up, slut.”

He pushed me inside, making me hit my head once again on the corner of the bedstand.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He moved in and dropped a few kicks on my belly as I gasped in pain, holding my stomach trying to protect myself.

“You will die the next time you reject me, slut.”

He said and then left after spitting on my face. I was too gone to even care or be grossed out about it.

I mewled in pain as I found so hard to keep my senses intact. Blood from my head poured down my face, my head was hurting too bad and before I could tell, I had passed out on the cold floor.