The Bad Boy's? Or my Abuser?

Chapter Ten

Sooner than later the unwilling blonde young adult, was thrusted off the bike, and onto the harsh pavement of her driveway by her oh so loving ex boyfriend. Said ex swung his own leg graciously over the side of the inky bike, then roughly nudged Julians side with the brunt of his leather boots, and sneered menacingly down at her. Jason's upper lip curled back, realizing that the blonde was frozen in fear, and he bent down wrapping his hand around her upper arm harshly pulling Julian to her feet only to drag her towards the front door.

“Open, the door dammit. You don't want to make me angry darling, no need for unnecessary blood shed yet, now right?”

The masculines venomously husky tone drifted into the vixens ears, only causing a horrified chill to run down her spin, as she obeyed the command, and shakily pulled her house keys out of her purse. As Julians key neared the key hole, she froze for a moment, was this really a good idea to let Jason waltzed back into her life, and resume his rein. All thoughts of rebellion seised as a powerful hand was laid atop her shoulder, and she quickly unlocked the front door only for a unsettling smirk to appear on Jason's lips as he entered the familiar house.

“J-jason, what do you want...why are you walking back into my life.. What is wrong with you?”

Julians shaky yet, soft tone floated into the brutes ears, causing him to snort in amusement, and smirk. It was simple, so simple that even the poor terrified girl could began to understand the reason, due to the fact that she was over thinking, and would only conjure up some insane reason on why he was here. The masculine brute abruptly shut the Stormwell's front door behind him, and swiftly flicked the lock shut with a dangerous glint dancing in the brute emerald optics, and chuckled softly.

“Darling, i'm hear to play with my sweet, submissive kitten, and to relieve some of my own stress from being pent up in the slammer. So don’t you fret, i’ll take good care of you...just like I always do, Luv.”

Julian tensed visibly, watching her abuser with wide eyes, as he slowly crept forward ready to attack, and the vixen was ready to sprint at a seconds notice. Julians body language was very amusing for the dangerous brute, and he loved seeing the fear roll off of her in large tidal waves. This is what he stayed around for, and he had come to collect. Jason lunged, as Julian turned tail sprinting for her life, and let out a horrified scream hoping to alert her neighbors which weren’t home sadly.

“No, nonononononono Jason please!”

She screamed at the top of her lungs, as strong, and muscled arms wrapped dangerously tight around her waist pinning her against her once again abuser. For the next few hours, Julian would never forget the mans forceful actions, and the tears that came with it.