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My phone, shattered in pieces all over the wooden floor. I stared at it filled with anxiety, fear and anger. Tears clouding my vision. My phone, it’s broken! What the fuck is wrong with him? He could have waited for me to at least say good bye… My ranting thoughts got interupted by his voice.

”No matter what you think of him”, he said with an icey tone, ”the fact is it that he doesn’t give a damn about you. Why waste your time?” He asked, viewing me up and down, his jaws clenched in anger.
”That’s not…” I begun to protest, but got silenced when I saw the look on is face. I didn’t dare to speak up, and my sentence died in a whisper.
”Admit it, he is not good for you. He uses you whenever he wants to talk, but where is he when you need him? Admit it. I want to hear you say it”, he said and took a step towards me, making the gap between us a minimal. I fought the urge to take a step back.
”That’s not true, not true at all!” Anger filled my voice and I raised it, ”Shut up! You don’t know anything! It’s not like that!”

His lips pressed together to a thin line, but when he spoke his voice was disturbingly calm. ”This is for your own good, trust me, you don’t need jerks like him in your life”.
”Who I have as friends has nothing to do with you! Argh! You’re not in a position of telling me what to do”, I said too quickly, my hands clasped over my mouth. I wanted to take it back, but when I saw the look on his face I knew it was too late.
”Nothing to do with me? Really? That’s not true is it? We’re much closer than you ever been with anyone.” He was so close to me now. His breath warm, familiar, but yet it made me shiver of fright.

”It hurts, let go of me” I heard myself plead in a whisper, almost as if I didn’t mean it.
”Do you still not understand the situation you’re in?” He said and his smile was full of lust. I recognized his tone, and my body reacted instantly. I froze up.
”What are you doing?” I asked, knowing the answer all too well.
”I’ll teach you a little lesson, my dearest.” He muttered with a thick voice, while looking at me in that weird way he always did when he was in the mood. I crinched.

 
”Stop it, let me go” I continued to protest with a small voice. I wasn’t even sure if he could hear me.
”Who is the one in possession?” He was playful now, horny, in power.
”Ngh” Not even a real word came from my throat when I tried to collect my mind, to know what to do. Why did I fight him? I quesioned myself, my everything.
”I’ll teach you so this time won’t forget. Relax or you’ll hurt yourself. Easy, this will help you get used to it. If you don’t want it to hurt so much you better start behaving. Now, now, calm yourself.” I heard him from a distant.
”Please stop” I managed to beg him once more, which only gave him more energy. How many times would he have to teach me?

”Tell me how this makes you feel. I know you like it. You should be honest with me. It’s really in your best interest to be.” He mumbled while he fucked me. A deep silence held my tongue down, a thunder from the soul was crushing my throat, trying to escape the darkness. My lips opened as to say something, perhaps to scream. But I was too weak, too afraid, too conflicted.
”I don’t understand why you’re making such a fuss, when we both know how you like it. And why the hell did you use that tone with me? Talking back? Sometimes I don’t get you.” He continued, not noticing that I didn’t answer him.

I looked away. Closed my eyes.

He lured me back softly caressing my teary cheek. I looked at him, his face now soft, his smile most lovingly. â€You’re the most important person in my life, and I will protect you always. Did I hurt you? Come here. You’re so soft, so sweet. I love you, you make me want you so badly.” He said in the softest voice and cuddled me. I snuggled up in his arms and let myself feel safe again. Safe and loved.