Not your typical story

Belladonna's POV

Andy had grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him, "lets play baby bird." His words danced on the skin of my neck. I fought to keep myself in control. I closed my eyes, needing to hear CC come walking through the...now locked door....damn. Andy ran his one free hand down the side of my body. I shivered. I hated how my body loved his touch, seeming to beg for it. "Mmmm you are trying to say 'no', but I can see you mean 'yes'," he growled lowly. I opened my eyes to find that he had bent his head down so he could clearly look into my face. I took a deep breath, "I will kill you." I was able to make my voice sound some what intimidating. Andy laughed menacingly, "Sure you will, but not after I have my fun." I felt him let go of my wrist and grab my waist and carry me, as if I was a simple suitcase, back to CC's room. I tried fighting against his hold. I punched any part of his body I could. I hit his back, and he would tighten his grip on me. "Let me go! You fucking ASS WHOLE!!!" I felt Andy laugh, "hey you are what you are." I felt my stomach drop as I heard him kick open the bedroom door. This is it... I took a deep breath, "CC!!!!!!" It was the last thing I could scream. I prayed to whatever the hell is up there, if there was anything, that CC would come save me, but the realisticel part of me knew that that was not going to happen.

Notes

so a short part. the part in the last chapter "Russian at my cranium " was part from Ronnie Radke's rap Stupid Boy..... Oh how I love that song.