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This Love Is Sempiternal

Venomous, Poisonous Tongue

"Cass?" She questioned pulling me out my thoughts of 'him' . I looked at her blankly and looked at Dani who was happily devouring her ice cream sundae.

"Hm? " I hummed in response.

"What's wrong? Ever since we left the house you look like you're about to either have a panic attack or run up the wall in fear? Talk to me. " She offered grabbing my hand sincerely but i flinched from her involuntarily and she slightly frowned.

"I'm sorry. . There's something about me that you don't know. .. not even Austin knows. There's a reason to why i used to just sleep with dozens of random guys.. there's a reason i have so many tattoos. .. there's a reason i got plastic surgery when i was younger. It's all because of Vince Manson " I whispered and she looked at me with attendance.

"What do you mean?" She questioned sounding concerned.

I breathed out feeling my heart rip open at my dark past.

-Flashback - I sat with my two best friends , Megan and Victoria. Our bright colored hair , fishnets, leather skirts and pierced tongues could make any guy awe in seduction.

The life of a 16 year old punk rock chick has its perks. I absentmindedly bit down on my tongue ring as we waited on our alcoholic drinks to arrive when i saw a guy across the bar eyeing me up.

He was the definition of sexy.

His curly brown hair was short and rugged. His facial hair wasn't groomed but lightly fell down to his neck.

Even in clothes i could see his body was amazing. His black v neck hung low on his chest, showing a very detailed shark tattoo. I gave him my best sexy look and i smirked when he grabbed his drink of brown liquor and swallowed it all before approaching us.

"Oh . Fresh meat coming your way, Cass" Victoria purred twirling her bright green hair in her black painted pale fingers.

When he stood in front of me, his cologne filled my nose and I smiled softly.

"What's your name meatner?" I questioned in a slurry voice arching my back more so my breasts would have a part in the conversation.

I was no virgin. I was definitely not a newbie to this game either.

His blazing green eyes looked me over and he licked his lips. "Vince. " He whispered in a deep voice that bring chills to my spine.

"Shall we?" He purred pressing his palm on my shoulder offering to dance .

The drinks came and i quickly swallowed down my brown whiskey before walking on the dance floor with him.

The loud raging music flowed through me as he held me close burying his teeth into my neck as he pushed us closer. He was so gentle yet so rough as his hands found my ass as the music swayed.

Before i could register myself, i was in the bathroom on my knees with his dick in my mouth naked.

I looked up to see him looking at me like i was prey and he was a predator.

He pulled me up , ripped off my skirt and tore my leggings apart and rammed into me.

"You're my slut. Such a filthy whore" He growled harshly grabbing my breast. Back then i enjoyed that rush.

Getting fucked roughly was something a young boy couldn't do. So i went after older meat. I was 16 , whereas he looked 27.

After he pulled out and came on my back. He turned me around and kissed me with so much passionate I'm sure my heart exploded.

"Let's go to my place..." he trailed off biting my neck again and i moaned loudly as i pulled all my clothes back up.

I nodded and went back to my friends to say goodbye. -

"That was my biggest mistake. .. leaving that night with him. After that.. his tough rough careless lifestyle was becoming too much. He made me quit school because he always wanted to fuck me. We did hard drugs together and i got addicted To him and the drugs.

It sounds like the normal punk rock relationship but everything turned sour when he started doing herion and i wasn't into that type of stuff. I hated needles.

He started to get more aggressive.

I used to like choking during sex until he choked me within a inch of my life almost killing me.

He would beat the shit out of me almost everyday just because he liked seeing me in pain.

When i didn't want sex he'd rape me for hours and choke me. I overdosed multiple times because he forced me to get high.

He made me move in with him all the way to Cincinnati.

I finally left him when i ran away and ended up here.

My parents were visiting and i found them here and they told the cops everything and they put him in prison.

But the damage was done.

I was completely fucked.

I was pregnant. .. but i got a abortion. That's how i knew that abortion clinic.

I after four years, my confidence started coming back and i got plastic surgery to fix my broken nose , jaw , four ribs and hip.

My tattoos all cover the burn marks, knife cuts that he put on me during the abuse. " I whispered and she nodded slowly before burying her head in her hands and crying softly.

"I-I had no idea..." She whispered and I smiled softly.

"I know you didn't. .. after all these years he's out of prison and Austin isn't here. He vowed he'd kill me if he ever saw me again but i look completely different so he won't recognize me." I whispered.

As if on cue , i heard him.

His voice.

His laughter.

I froze and i couldn't even turn around until i felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Cassandra "