“And here I am, yet again, begging for you to stop.”
JM POV:
It's been 12 hours now since I am tied to this stupid bed post. I tried my best to get my wrists out of this clasp, but it only resulted in hurting me more. I shouted, screamed for help but no one came.
My throat felt parched and sore from all the screaming. I hiss upon moving my wrists, I am sure they are all bruised by now. My eyes felt puffy and swollen from crying too much. I laughed at my own fate, how I longed for love to protect me and when I found it, it ended in hurting me more.
It is funny how the person who claims to love me is so selfish to keep me locked up in this cage, abusing me, cursing me and stealing my life from me and still claiming of loving me? But why do I still feel attracted to
