I was just a product of the street youth rage

*chloes pov*
I woke up and started to pack for moving "Hey slut you're awake" Ben yelled from his room. I saw him walking towards me without any pants on " now are we going to do this the easy or the hard way" he sneered biting his lip. "Ben I'm not ready for that kind of stuff I want my first to be special" I mumbled.
"fine" he grumbled, after packing for a while I decided I should have a shower. I walked in to the bathroom and shut the door forgetting to lock it I pulled out a small white box. Before I could open it Ben burst through he was naked "RIGHT YOU WHORE FUCK ME " he yelled " please no" I cried "well I'll just have to force you" he laughed." No no no please" I begged "too late now" he sneered . He shoved his length in too me forcefully "SAY YOU FUCKING LOVE ME" he growled "can't" I whispered. "THAT'S IT" he shouts shoving me into a wall punching me while thrusting almost in sync. Once he climaxed I was thrown down "that's what you get slut" he spat as he spoke. After he left I genially pulled my self up and locking the door I stared at the white box opening it as the glistening blades met me like an old friend. I pulled one
out and pushed it in to my skin dragging I did that at least 10 times before getting interrupted by Ben banging the door "look baby were going to be late for our flight" he sighed " ok ill be ready in 10" I cried I quickly wiped up the blood before pulling on a suicide silence tank top , ripped skinny jeans and a hoodie before applying heavy makeup because my face was already bruising I sighed and pulled on a Beene left the bathroom "there you are babe"he said kissing my forehead. We walked out with our suit cases and before I knew it we were in San Diego.

Notes

Omg my first fanfic if you want to ask questions kik me @ VicF6119 and stay lovey :D