A Diary by Keith

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Entry 1
Keith
7/25/1998

This will probably be my first and very last entry. I cannot let Pico find this. It's been almost 1 year and 3 months into our relationship. It's living Hell dating this fucking bastard.

I'm not allowed to do anything. All I do is sit there on the boom box and be his little cheerleader. But he's disgusting. He doesn't know what "No" is. And this bastard won't leave me alone for once.

Last night he once again tried having sex with me. I even declined and he still didn't stop. It's been, maybe 2 hours, and I locked myself in the closet. He gave up on banging on the door. I think he finally fell asleep and/or got bored

I've tried breaking up with him but he always pulls the damn UZI on me. I can't leave this guy. I tried running away but he found me within 2 hours. No matter what I do he won't leave me alone.

I'm gonna try going out. I think that's the best idea. It is my only option at the moment. If I stay here any longer I will force myself out so I can eat. The only privilege of dating this fucking bitch is that I can get whatever I want.

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Entry 2
Keith
4/29/1998

I finally found this paper; right next to the pencil too. He did it though. He finally got what he wanted. Fucking sex.

I had to force myself to like it after a while. He went on for a whole 25 minutes. I tried fighting back but he pulled his gun out. I had to stop resisting. I had to like it.

He's not small though. He acts big for a reason. But it hurt like hell. I think I almost threw up mid-session. He also forced me to give him head. At least he gave me head on return.?

I should probably pack my bags and run. Far away from this town. Maybe I'll catch a bus and Pico gets hit while I go out.

I need to burn this though. Or bury it somewhere. Or hide it in one of his safe houses. If anything; that bastard will think it's a paper he wrote on. I think I'll take this to the house in that neighbourhood. The one with the nice and quiet neighbours. The ones that never care for my screams of help or agony.

I can see why Pico likes it.

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Entry 3
Keith
9/2/1998

This is my final entry. I don't think I'll survive this night. Pico lost his first battle. So far he's blaming everything on me. I don't even know how I made it home alive. He's banging on the bathroom door.

I'll come back.

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