Show Me Love

Star: I'm going to warn you now that from here on this will finally have reached the N/C...if you are weak of heart or don't like stuff like that please do not read


Chapter 12:
I know I died that night...
And I'll never be brought back to life...
Once again...
I know.
-AFI

Billy's Pov

"Hey, my ride's here." He comes into the kitchen where I am finishing the dishes from breakfast. He wraps his arms around my waist and I turn in his embrace.

"Aww...but Benj, today's our aniversary." I whine and pout. He nibbles on my bottom lip before pulling away. Its been a year and we're still together, and he's not even going to be home to celebrate with me.

"Baby, you know that I'd rather be here with you...but I promised Tim that I'd help him with filming." His voice echos as he walks through the living room and to the door, I follow closely behind him. He pauses as he opens the door and turns, pulling me into a kiss.

I cling to him as he nibbles a path to my neck, biting down on a weak spot. I pull away when he slides his hands under my shirt.

"I'll be home as soon as I can. Then maybe we can go do something."

"Oh alright." My bottom lip slides out again. He catches it between his teeth before pulling away an dwalking down to Tim's car. I wave before shutting the door, not bothering to lock it because I know Benji never takes his keys with him if he doesn't have to drive.

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I'm sitting in the living room when I hear the door open. I go to meet Benji in the hallway only to find Matt standing there instead.

"M...Matt. Wha..." He grabs me as I start to back away.

"Now, is that any way to greet your ex?" His hands are brusing upon my arms, his grip cutting off my circulation. His eyes are glazed and his words are slirred.

"You're hurting me Matt." He shakes me suddenly and violently.

"Why'd you pick him huh? Why didn't you just come crawling back to me like the bitch that you really are? What I wasn't man enough for you?" He pushes me upstairs and down to my room, throwing me on the bed. He climbs on top of me, strattling my legs and holding my wrists in his hand, pinning me to the bed with his body. His other hand travels to his pocket where he pulls out the pocket knife Tony and I had given him for his birthday when we were still together.

He places it at the collar of my black t-shirt and draws it down, nicking my skin while he goes. He tears the shirt from my body. He notices the ring he gave me on a chain around my neck.

"Aw...you kept it." He pulls at it until it comes off into his hand and puts it in his pocket.

"Matt...please...don't do this." The fear in my voice only seems to spur him on. He smiles, pressing the knife into my flesh. I hiss when he starts to move it, marking me.

"You like that huh...you little cunt?" He presses deeper before throwing the knife down beside him when the blood starts to flow. He traces his fingers through my blood, smearing it over my chest.

I start to whimper when he runs his tongue over the cuts. The next thing I know, his fist connects with my face and I momentarilly black out.

I moan in pain when he starts to press into me dry and I feel his start to move, ripping me apart, the blood making it easier for him to slide in and out of me, I scream and he hits me again.

"You never screamed for me befroe you little whore. Why start now?" He starts getting wiolenter the closer he gets, and I begin to slip into unconscienceness, only to be brought back by is fist or fingers being pressed bruitally into my flesh.

He grunts and my torn body is flooded with cum. I scream and my world goes black from all the pain.