She didn't reply, fear consuming her thoughts about the baby.
The Fallen -- Semi-Advanced; More Inside (Guys/PAFR)
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He stands up scowling, but looked at her, "You disgust me..." Why wouldn't she like a kdi!? Were they not madly in love?!
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She flinched and looked up at him, hurt in her violet eyes.
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He grabbed her by the hair pulling her till she faced him, "You don't want my kid... what a shame. Then you might as well be called a wh*re."
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She flinched, tears filling her eyes. "You don't mean that," she whimpered, old fear rising up for him.
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"You are a wh*re and I do mean it!" He snickered slapping her, "Now you will have this kid and you will be put aside just to be used agin."
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His words tore at her heart and Brielle cried silently. "It's just I'm afraid!" She wailed. "I love you but I just don't want a baby." Why didn't he understand?
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He snickered, throwing ehr off the bed and onto the floor, "You love me, yet you don't want a child with me. You hate your own child!"
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She shook her head trying to get him to understand but he wouldn't listen. "I'm scared, Damien. Please understand," she whispered in defeat, her voice tiny and broken, knowing he would hit her or r*pe her. She flinched automatically if he moved.
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He slapped her, "Scared? Pathetic! My mate would never be afraid!!!" He kicked her in the stomach not caring if he even hurt the baby!
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"I'm sorry," she gasped, only once then remained silent as he beat her.
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He finished whiping his hands as if she was dirt. His red eyes flickering to her before leaving her alone in the room.
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She remained silent and then curled up in a corner, wincing at her wounds. Exhausted and hurt, she fell asleep.
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Damian punched the wall very angry, and sat on the couch growling to himself. Why couldn't she accept it?!
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Brielle dreamed of nightmares, of her forming mate torturing her. She woke with a scream, shaking with fear. "Damien!" She screamed but then clamped her mouth shut, remembering that he hated her.
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Damian looked at the room his heart tugged painfully and that is when he ran in, "What?!" He said worriedly.
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She flinched. "I-i'm sorry Master, it's nothing," she said, her dream vivid behind her eyes. "I.I forgot that you don't comfort filth," she added, trying not to let hurt show in her voice,
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He looked at her trying not break down into appologizes and he forced a sneer, "Of course I donj't. Filth is trash." He kicks her ribs once, "Don't call out again you hear?"
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She whimpered. "Y-yes. I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you, Master," she added, sniffling once and then breaking down into sobs.
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He stood there his fists clenched he didn't like her to cry so he ordered, "Stop it......." He sounded hesitant and almost wanting to cry for her, "Stop your da*n crying..."