*warning* there will be more cursing in this chapter than usual.
My knees become weak and I almost fall right there. He stares down at me. "Ready to go home?" He asks. I feel like I'm going to pass out.
"Oh she looks a little pale, I think you should get her home." The woman says. I glare at her.
"I agree, come on Abby." He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him.
"W-wait no-no, he is in t-the video." I stutter. The lady gives me a confused look. "Help me." Brandon's hand covers my mouth.
"Sorry she's just tired." He says.
"Have a good night." She smiles. He nods and leads me out the door.
"No!" I scream, hoping Jake can hear me. The door slams shut and I'm pulled into the parking lot. It was so dark outside. I was beginning to panic. "Let me go!" I scream again.
He opens a door and pushes me into the back of his car. "Shut up and get in." He slams the door shut and gets in the drivers seat. He locks the doors and I silently cry to my self. I feel a sharp pain in my thigh and then I'm out. When I wake up and I'm on the couch in Jakes house. I'm finally home again. I realize Jake wasn't here though. I sit up and wipe my eyes.
"Well, well, well, look who's finally awake." Brandon was standing over me.
"Get away from me." I say.
"What if I don't want to?" He asked.
"I don't care what you want."
"You will." He smirks. His smirk scares the hell out of me. "Now get up to bed. I have to make a quick phone call then I'll be up." When I don't move he glares at me. "Now!" He yells. His yell makes me jump and I quickly do as I'm told.
I make my way up the stairs and into the room that Jake and I used to stay in. I miss him so much already. I need to know what's happening to him. I need to know why this is happening. I have to get it out of Brandon, he knows everything. I walk around our room, all of our belongings were still how we left them. I smile at a picture that Jake had framed of us. He's so handsome and amazing.
I remember the phone Jake bought me and search my pockets for it, but it was gone. I guess Brandon found it. The thought of him touching me sent chills down my spin. I don't know what will happen to me, but I'm more worried about what will happen to Jake right now.
I look around our room some more until I hear the door slowly open and Brandon appears.
"Go put something sexy on." He says as he shuts the door and pulls off his shirt. No no no, I knew where this was going.
"P-please no." I stutter.
"Abby do as you're told." He looks into my eyes. I don't know what he will do if I don't, and I don't want to find out. I nod and walk into the closet to change. I pick out some red lingerie that was just one piece. "Come change in front of me doll." I hear him say. I sigh and walk out to face him. He was lying down on the bed now.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to run and never look back. I just wanted to be in Jakes arms.
"Well take them off already." He growls. I shiver, but nod slowly. I slowly pull of my pants and shirt, then my bra and panties, leaving my body exposed in front of him. I felt terrible and disgusted. I quickly slip on the lingerie, not wanting to be that exposed to him anymore. Not like this was any better though.
"Come and sit on my lap now." He demands.
"I-I don't want to." I say.
"I don't care, you do as you're told or else." I shake my head at his response, he stands up and walks towards me. He towered over me. I gasp when I feel a sting across my face. He slapped me. "Do as you're told!" He yells. I hold my face as tears begin to fall. He walks back over to the bed and sits down. I watch as his eyes go to me, then down to his lap. I wipe off my tears and slowly walk to him. I put one knee on the side of the bed and lift the other over him and sit down on his lap, practically straddling him. I hated this, I already feel disgusted with myself. I moved his hands to my back and down to rest on my ass. I squirm to try get him to move, but i stop when he slaps my ass.
"Stop." He grabs my ass and pushes me closer to him. "Kiss me." He demands. No, no I don't want to kiss him. I watch as he looks at me with anger. "You do as I fucking say! So stop with the shit Abby!" He yells in my face. I jump. He grabs the back of my head and pulls my lips to his. When I don't kiss back he pushes me off of him and to the other side of the bed. "Just go to sleep, well discuss this in the morning." I roll away from him and cry to myself. Chills go down my spine again when he drapes a arm around my waist. I don't want him on me, or touching me, or anything. Somehow after a while, I fall asleep.
The next morning I wake up before Brandon. I slowly get up from the bed, trying not to wake him. I walk to the door, leaving the room and running down the stairs. I make my way towards the door, but when I try to turn the knob it doesn't work. Shit. He's locked it. I need to find the keys. I try the garage door and back door before I try to look for the keys, but they of course were locked as well. I search downstairs but there was no sign of the keys. I make my way back upstairs and into the bedroom. Brandon was still asleep. I search through the drawers and in his jean pockets, but they weren't there either. I sigh, this is so fucked up.
"What are you doing?" His raspy voice scared me as he spoke.
"I just woke up and I'm going to take a shower." I quickly come up with an excuse.
"Mm good, I'll join." He says and he gets up from the bed. Fuck! No I am not taking a shower with him.
"Can I just take it on my own?" I shyly ask.
"No, I'm not changing my mind now. Come on." He pushes me towards the bathroom. He takes off the rest of his clothing. He had a nice body, I'll admit, but it didn't matter because I am disgusted by him and I hate him. He walks up to me and starts to pull off the lingerie I forgot I had on. I stood there with my eyes closed. "Damn you really do have such a nice body." He began to kiss my neck and collar bone. I slow my breathing and try to stay calm. I felt nothing with this, just disgust. He grabs my hand and pulls me into the shower with him. I let the warm water run down my back. I just shower like I normally would and act like he's not even there. Once we're done I dry off and change into more comfortable clothes.
"Clean this up and go fix breakfast." He demands. Is he serious?
"I'm not your maid." I snap.
"You are now bitch." He snaps back.
"Disrespectful bastard." I mumble as I go down stairs to stay breakfast. I fix a simple and small breakfast. While Brandon eats I clean upstairs. I come back downstairs and hear Brandon talking to someone on the phone.
"Alright thanks bye." He hangs up the phone.
"Alright listen." He turns toward me. "Jakes trial is next week. You have to be there to answer questions in front of the jury. The thing is though you're going to lie about it all."
"What no. Please, I can't do that to him." I cry.
"You can and you will. You will make sure Jake is put in prison. And when he is you're going to live with me here for the rest of your life because he will give you all of his money and since I have you now you will give me the money." He explains.
"No!" I half yell, half cry. He grabs both of my arms.
"You will do it or I will kill him when he actually does get out then I'll kill you!" He yells right in my face.
I had nothing else to say to him, I could only cry now. This isn't happening, no. This is all wrong. I start to panic.
"Oh come here." He says trying to hug me.
"Don't fucking touch me!" I scream in his face. "Why? Why the hell are you doing this?!" I scream again.
"Because look at you like damn, and I now can get you to do anything I want." He smirks. "You see I come off good either way honey."
"Fuck you!" I yell into his face before I run upstairs and lock myself in the bedroom. I fall on the bed and the tears come crashing down. I was scared and lost and I didn't know what to do anymore.
I figured Brandon would be breaking down the door now trying to get in because it's been a few hours, but he hasn't. Thank god. I'm still crying. I tried to control it, but I just can't. I've thought everything over and it's all just too much and I don't know if I can handle it. I don't want Jake to go to prison, but I don't him to die either. Brandon can kill me and do whatever he wants to me but I will do everything possible to keep him from ever harming Jake. After thinking about everything for a while I make my decision.
I'm going to have to practically lie to the court and get Jake put in prison.
Hey guys! New chapter! Hope y'all like it. Oh yeah, just a thought, does anyone want a chapter on Jakes point of view? I've thought about doing it but I wanted some opinions first! Let me know! Enjoy!- author