He comes down. He says get out, puts me in the back seat, gets in the drivers seat, drives us somewhere not here, tells me he doesnāt have the self control or the restraint to not do this, he says sorry for everything ever, but I fucking cant do this. I need you in more ways than this one, but I need you in this one rn. You know how I get when Iām losing you, you cant be in the middle of leaving me for two weeks, you cant be leaving me. Youre mine. YOURE. M I N E, *his voice is growling these words grinding up out of his stomach, reverberating into my skull, down my neck, into my chest through my spine, holding in a vibrating resonance that destroys my senses. I feel it even when I think about it, and fuckKKKKK youre doing it. Itās like macing me with super overwhelm, itās like being electrocuted by breath and blood lust. Iām so shocked cerebrally that I physically move like Iām being tickled, but in that same respect, i weaken & all my strength is gone. I canāt fight you for many reasons already, but you whip into the car and snatched my breath and strength off ripā¦ like a tornado thats just invasive and hard enough to turn out all my sensations upon contact. It feels pathetic to need someone Iām unhappy with, itās an old thing I thought I got passed. I truly didā¦
I trained myself to be aā¦ toy, I can play with it, or he canā¦ but either way, Iām fucked.
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