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Duncan wouldn’t let you go unpunished for ignoring him while he was in need. There he was, sitting next to you on the couch as you blabbed away to your mother about life. She’d call every other day, being the mom she was, she was slightly smothering. But you knew if you cut her off early you’d have hell to pay, so you pretended to be interested in the convo as duncan was side-eyeing you, his hand resting on your thigh. 

“y/n....” duncan whispered to you, but you just shot him a warning glare and shoo’d him away. Causing him to huff out and roll his eyes. He had to do one better. He was moving his hand higher up your thigh, letting out breathy moans to try and distract you, he wanted your attention...badly.

“baby hang up” his last plea before he took mattes into his own hands. And soon his hands were seated just a few inches away from what he really wanted, and you weren’t going to let him have it that easy, so you pushed him off of you all together, getting up and scurrying off to the bathroom, locking the door behind you. 

“fuck” duncan was more than upset now. As soon as he heard the click of the lock, he let out a soft chuckle. He loved a good challenge, and that’s exactly what you were giving him. He could feel himself getting harder at the thought of finally catching you and fucking you till you begged him to stop...but you wouldn’t beg him with your mother on the phone now, would you?

He got up from the couch, slowly walking over to the door, and you could hear the footsteps getting closer and closer. Not paying attention having your back turned to the door, so you couldn’t see the doorknob jiggle,...or turn when duncan got the spare key from the top of the door frame. And you certainly weren’t paying attention to the door slowly opening up behind you, duncan creeping in and closing the door slowly. You were only alerted to it once you heard the click of the lock again, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion as you turned to see duncan lunge at you, causing an audible gasp from you, “honey are you okay?” your mother asked from the other side of the phone that you had dropped while duncan grabbed you, thrusting you up against the sink so your back was flush against his chest. 

You watched as Duncan stared at you through the mirror, smiling at his victory, he craned his neck down to reach your ear, “i’ll get that for you” duncan whispered to you. You watched as he leaned over to pick up your phone, placing it back next to you ear. What was his game? what was he trying to do here? you stopped asking yourself question as you finally answered your mother back, “yeah, i’m fine mom”

But you sure as hell wouldn’t be fine once duncan was done with you. You felt yourself seeping through your underwear, watching as duncans hands roamed your body, making you stutter out the simplest of words,

“n-no, i- can’--can’t make it...to...oh god” you almost lost your cool as he palmed your pussy through your shorts, patting it as he smiled at you, loving how you were putty in his hands. 

“Go on...use your big girl words y/n..i know you can” duncan mocked you as you tripped through this phone conversation, ripping down your shorts along with your underwear in the process, and you helped him by stepping out of them. Kicking them to the side. Wrong move. 

You felt his hand travel down your back, pushing you forward onto the large sink in front of you, hardly able to keep up the conversation on the other end of your phone you didn’t bother to look back at him. Knowing it’d just egg him on more, 

“Mom. I’m fine. Tell me, how was your va-FUCK” you screamed out into your phone, feeling yourself suddenly stretched by duncans cock, pushing himself in until he felt resistance. He gave you no time to prepare, ramming in and out of you at a demonic speed, your free hand thrashing to hold anything on the counter, knocking over bottles and anything in your path. 

“MOM I HAVE TO CALL YO-” your voice struggled to get through the sentence before duncan grabbed the phone from your ear, smashing it against the opposite wall. 

You hugged the counter as you watched your phone being shattered to pieces, whimpering and whining at the painful burn of his thrusts, he was fucking you mercilessly, your eyes clenched shut, lowly groaning at how painful duncan was making this. Fuck you could feel him splitting you open, his soft moans echoing through the bathroom like surround sound. 

“Princess, you didn’t think you’d get away with ignoring me for that wench...did you?” the question was rhetorical. Your mouth hanging open unable to answer it anyway, as he took your hair in his hands pulling it to raise you up, smashing your face to the side of the mirror. Holding your head in place while he wrecked you from behind, feeling your cunt spasm around him at his violent pace. 

“Do you like this babe?” you asked jim, his eyes dazed off as he was sitting across from your dressing room, swaying back and forth. You hated when he was like this, he seemed so exhausted, like he hadn’t slept or something, delirium setting in faster than he could have expected.  

You twirled in your dress, hoping to catch his attention, and only getting it when the dress shifted up your thigh, causing him to pull his eyes straight to look at you. 

“It...-um,” you squinted at him, wondering why the shaggy haired blonde boy in front of you was having such a hard time spitting out his words, his giggle fit became apparent,

“So that’s a no? jim what the fuck is up with you today.” you scolded him, turning on your heels back into the dressing room, your body being slammed against the wall of the room, the door shaking shut and locking behind you. You felt jims hands roam your body, lifting the dress with his hands as he crept closer to your core. 

You squirmed around in his hands, all attempts proving useless against his strength, whining in his arms as he moved your hair, placing aggressive bites to your neck, 

“You have no clue what i want to do to you right now, y/n, mmm” his raspy voice cooing in your ear. Your stomach dropped at his sudden boldness, wanting to be anywhere but there. You were sure the whole store heard you both, your body jolting forward as you felt his bulge rubbing against your ass. You tried turning to face him, being met with the eyes of someone you barely knew. His eyes darker than usual, his breathing heavy and erratic, his hand clenching your throat suddenly as you scratched his wrist with both hands, gasping for any air you could, 

“So fucking ungrateful. You know how many of your slut friends would kill for me to fuck them senseless right now? and you’re here denying me of what’s mine.” his other hand grabbed at your cunt, causing a strangled moan to escape your lips. Jim smirking at the way your eyes rolled back, your face getting redder as his relentless grip never gave way, not until you kicked him from under you, causing him to jump back. 

“fucking bitch” 

His words cut through you, your eyes watering, body shaking from the unexpected outburst. What the fuck was going on? You’d never seen him so unhinged before,

“James!-” you screamed at him, moving away and creating as much distance as you could, 

“What the fuck is wrong with you jim, are you completely insane!” you voice barely audible, still strained from before, tears streaming down your cheeks as you watched someone you thought you knew smiling in satisfaction as your sorrow, 

“I dont fucking need this alright, i don’t fucking need you,-” you watched him storm out of the dressing room, not caring where he went after that. Your head pounding from all the chaos, you were barely back down to earth when you had to make the phone call to medina, letting her know she’d have to pick her brother up, because there’d be no way in hell you’d let him in your car after the stunt he pulled. 

//

A few days and 50 missed calls later, you still hadn’t spoken to jim, trying you best to avoid him in the halls. You’d spoken to medina again, explaining in detail what had happened. The sigh in her voice told you this wasn’t a surprise to her, but it certainly was to you. You’d been dating for a little over 5 months, but you’d known him since he moved to Palos Verdes 2 years ago. He always told you, you were the first person to make him feel as though maybe he had a life here. He’d tell you everything about his mother, his father, and even sometimes his sister. You two were inseparable, but it always seemed like he was hiding something. Maybe it was just your own mind making things up, but something was off about him recently. 

Your backpack hanging lazily off your shoulder as you walked to your next class, stopped abruptly by the loud shout of your name. Fuck. It was him. You rushed away, trying to get out of having to speak to him. but he caught up to you, grabbing your shoulder and twisting you around. 

“James, do me a favor and fuck off.” you came out strong, hoping to get the point across to him, because he hadn’t been catching on quickly. 

“y/n, please, hear me out, i’ve been a wreck without you--” he grabbed your arm, squeezing as his eyes welled with tears, he was reduced to his old timid self in this moment, catching you off guard, but you shook his arm off of you despite how much your heart told you to let him speak. 

“No, i don’t want to hear it. Leave me the fuck alone.” you stormed off, leaving him behind you to dwell on your lingering lies. You didn’t want him to leave you alone. You wanted to cuddle up with him like it never happened. You wanted to ignore all the red flags he’s shown you and have him take you like he always had. But you had to be strong, had to show him how he acted would not be tolerated, and if you had to pull the tough love card, you had to do it. 

From the distance, you heard him breaking down, shouting at you once more,

“Please!! Y/n, i need you! please don’t leave me!” his voice broken and shaky, your eyes squeezed shut trying to ignore his pleas. He didn’t realize how much it hurt you to see him like this. You wanted to just rush over to him and kiss him, but you couldn’t. You just couldn’t. 

//

Another few days went by, radio silence from your boyfriend. Was he even that anymore? You were so confused. So disappointed at his action that day. Medina told you to hear him out, but that’s what any sister would say. You weren’t ready. The things he said to you still burned into your brain, your heart still heavy with sadness. 

Ding

Your doorbell echo’d through your house, your head popped up from the book you’d been sinking your teeth into. Your mind roaming with who it could be, who you hoped it would be...and when you opened the door slowly you were happy to see him. Your favorite sunflowers and a bag of your favorite chocolate. 

“Jim?” you questioned, eyeing the presents in his hands. 

“Y/n. Hear me out now? I don’t know who i am without you” he said softly, his eyes meeting the ground, not being able to look at you without those tears rushing through. 

You opened the door wider, walking to him, bringing his head up with your hands, his eyes bloodshot from all the crying he had done while you were away. 

Omfg im glad you’re out ❤️❤️❤️ here u go love

“Duncannnn” you screeched from the living room into the kitchen, hoping to gain your boyfriends attention. “Hurry up with the popcorn! how long does it take one man to microwave something??” you teased from the other room, still hearing silence. You rolled you eyes, plopping back down on the couch and grabbing the remote, scrolling through the on-demand sections deciding on what you’d want to watch. You heard footsteps coming up from behind approaching fast,then feeling duncan grip your hair and pull you back slightly so you were looking up at him.

“Patience is a virtue, angel. Watch that mouth of yours” he knew you loved it when he took control, with just a smirk on his face you felt your stomach drop. You were in love with this man. You’d do anything for him, including sell your soul if you had to. 

Soon you found him plopped down next to you, popcorn in hand, munching away.

“Leave some for me there buddy....” you teased him, earning you a glare that made your stomach flutter.

“You’re insufferable today aren’t you?” He teased back, titling his head and squinting his eyes at you, waiting for your reaction. And surprisingly you didn’t give him one, huffing at him instead.

“Pick the damn movie, Duncan.” He sensed your aggitation, laughing to himself as he placed the popcorn on the stand next to him, grabbing the remote from you to pick the movie he was sure you’d get bored of and end on sleeping on his shoulder.

You mindlessly watched him scroll for a minute or so before heading to the popcorn bowl, leaning over him entirely to get to it on the other end of the couch, feeling your shorts ride up, and unlucky for you; you hadn’t been wearing any underwear. Not seeing the need for it, but now feeling more bare than ever. You just hoped he didn’t notice while bringing the bowl back to your lap, making sure you were seated in the same position as before.

Apparently luck was definitely not on your side today, looking at the tv to see the movement totally halted, looking over at duncan confused, your eyes caught his. They were dark. Blown out. And that smirk on his face told you everything. He saw.

“Put the popcorn down, y/n” his voice completely stern, almost warning for what was to come. And you listening, placing the bowl on the stand next to your side, turning back to him to be surprised by his grip on your throat, throwing you down so you were pinned beneath him, feeling his hot breath travel along your neck. His wet sloppy kisses gracing you until he hit your ear, whispering words that made you completely drenched,