love to hate you- blackmailed by my ex bestfriend?{intro}
Chapter 4 : love to hate you- blackmailed by my ex bestfriend? {3}
Spankings never led to this before
“Danielle?”
“dad I’m so sorry It just slipped out!”
I felt a slap across my cheek and I willed myself not to cry. I never cried.
“you are a stupid idiotic mistake of a child!” another slap to my cheek.
“I’m sorry father”
He punched me in the stomache and I wheezed. “DONT back answer me” he hissed. Another punch. I fell to the floor.
“the drovers are very influential people!” a kick. “how dare you back answer them!”
“I raised you better then that!”
“oh yes, beating me up sure does teach me a lesson”
Me and my big fat mouth.
“ugh” I gasped in pain as he delivered a kick straight into my mouth, splitting my lip open. Then another two kicks or so before he left. I stayed in a ball on my floor quietly until I heard the chatter downstairs start back up.
Crawling to my bathroom I locked the door and sat on the sink getting out my first aid kit. He was really angry today… I wonder what they left for… must have been pretty suss.
“danni?”
I flinched at the door pounding then relaxed as I realised it was just jay.
“what do you want drovers”
“come out you sulking cow, im bored to death here”
“so like I give”
“I’ll tell your daddy on you if you don’t!” he was mocking me. My face turend a dark red.
“you’re a god damned asshole drovers”
“jesus, that really hit home what happened just then?” he laughed. “get a spanking?”
I wrenched open the door and smiled at his shocked face. “oh yeah, cause I’m a real bad girl”
“Danni what happened?” he put his hand on my cheek and I snapped my head to the side. “Your stupid family happened; he gets edgy around you people”
“let me help” he grabbed a cotton ball and I pushed him away
“piss off drovers, I’ve been fine the five years you left, what makes you think I need help!” as I finished that some blood off my lip dribbled onto my chin and he raised an eyebrow.
I sighed and sat on the countertop. Pushing my legs apart he stood between them with the kit. “this wasn’t how I imagined my first time between your legs to be” he smirked “well, you weren’t moaning in pain that’s for sure”
“your sick”
He wiped my face over with a cloth and dabbed at my lip slowly. “why did he punch you?”
“he opened the door into my face…” I looked him in the eye defiantly. “complete accident”
“sure” he wiped the mark on my cheek “and did you walk into a hand as well across your face?”
“stay out of my business drovers”
“then don’t ask about mine”
“why?” I demanded and he shushed me.
whispering he leant in closer with the warm cloth holding it against my mouth “don’t ask questions, franks, and I wont have to lie to you”
then his eyes met mine and suddenly the warm cloth was replaced with something else.
Jay drovers was kissing me. The boy I knew since I was two years old! He was kissing me? And I was kissing him back… suddenly it hit me and I pulled away “what the hell is wrong with you?”
“you kissed back hon. no one forced you”
“I was confused you son of a b!tch!” I pushed him back and stepped down from the sink wincing in pain.
“whats wrong?”
“don’t change the subject, ass” pushing past him I opened my bedroom door “get out, go home to your mummy and daddy with all your weird little secrets. I don’t want any of this”
“good cause you were never gonna get it”
“good”
“GREAT” he slammed my door and I leant against it, without noticing I had my hand over my lips. Drovers kissed me.
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