You are my precious obsession

Chapter 7

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It had been a awfully quiet car ride back home, I could tell he was mad. But, I had no idea what the reason was. Did I do something wrong?

I rubbed my wrists which still stung from his grip earlier, that was too harsh. Maybe I did something that really made him mad. W-What did I do though?

"A-Aaron, did I do something wrong?" I finally mumbled right when he stopped infront of our house's doorstep.

He didn't answer. Instead, he slammed the car door harshly, got out, and dragged me out of the car into the house. My heart started pounding, my gut telling me to run. But, it was just my boyfriend, why do I have a bad feeling about him?

I heard the locks clicking in place behind me, I took a deep breath in an attempt to calm down my racing heart. "Aaron, what did I do?" I asked again.

He paced closer, his expression screaming he wasn't in a good mood. "Yeah right. What did you do?" He said sarcastically, not stopping urging forward as I backed away. "What about forgetting who you belong to?"

My back hit the wall, I gulped, having no idea what he was angry about. "W-What do you mean?"

Suddenly he slammed both his arms to my sides, making me flinch. "Does Henry ring a bell?" He smiled coldly, as if I did something wrong. "It's annoying how you let him look at you that way."

"Not this again Aaron-" I complained.

"NOT THIS AGAIN WHAT?"

I shut up, my breathing rate spiking up. His eyes pierced mine, daring me to speak further. My eyes welled up with tears, threatening to spill over anytime.

"Oh, so you will cry now like it's my fault?" He lowered his voice. "Hah...it's plausible how easily you can manipulate me."

"I didn't..." I whimpered.

"Ofcourse, it's all my fault, right?" He lowered his voice even further, leaning in closer.

"N-No it's not your's either-" I spoke, my voice shaky.

"Then whose fault is this that you let another man see you in a way that only I am allowed to?" He asked softly, as if talking to a child.

"M-Mine?" I stuttered, lowering my head and quickly wiped off my tears.

"Exactly." He said coldly, gripping my wrist and pinning it to the wall behind. My eyes widened as he leaned in closer, his gaze over my lips. "I have waited too long for this."

"N-No no, wait," I pleaded, he promised he wouldn't force me into anything until I was ready for it, but, he was doing the opposite of what he promised me now.

"No. I need to remind you who you belong to, Hannah." He tightened his grip painfully, tears flowed freely from my eyes. "That you're mine and only mine."

He closed in the gap between us, his lips just mere inches close to mine. But, I wasn't...I wasn't ready for this yet. I...don't want this. I don't want this. "WHAT PART OF THE 'NO' DID YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?" I jumped aggressively, my head colliding with his chin as he momentarily fell back.

He now held his swollen chin, looking surprised, but I didn't waste any time just standing there. I sprinted to my room, my heart thudding loudly as I locked the door behind, gasping for air.

With my back against the door, I let myself sink to the floor. Holding my knees close to my chest, I let the tears I was holding back flow freely. H-How did I even fall inlove with this guy who doesn't even respect my words?