"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine.
"Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel al...
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Play yellow by Coldplay and motion sickness by Phoebe Bridgers for this chapter 💞
I stood there in shock and winced as Jude threw the glass bottle and it smashed to pieces on the wall behind me, just missing my head by a few inches. And she realized that, I knew it by the way he winced too as though it were him the bottle almost injured, I knew it by the way he glanced down at his hands as his eyes had a hint of fear, fear of himself and what he'd just done out of anger.
"Leave!" He exclaimed and I swallowed hard.
I never knew Jude to be violent, ever, if anything I had the worse temper but looking at him now was like looking at a stranger and I wasn't stupid enough to tolerate being treated like this.
