Strong (Johanna Mason Fanfic)

A day full of bullshit Part 2

Dear loves, this part is weird as Johanna says, and disturbing at times. I am trying to make Blight an asshole but he will get better (definitely not in this part though). If you skip this part, alright. 

Enjoy :) --xxIng

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        I feel my shirt being slipped off of my torso. Why? I try to get up, but a heavy weight is restraining me down on my midsection. Weird... It's not Ramsey... He's not here. He wouldn't dominate me like that. Lance? I don't know. I doubt it though. I try to move my arm but I feel a strong grasp around it, pinning me to whatever surface I am laying on. I make out a young guy sitting on me. Definitely not Lance. BECAUSE LANCE WOULDN'T PULL MY SHIRT OFF WITHOUT MY CONSENT! I realize that I am either laying on a bed or a couch. But most probably a bed. 

        I move around a little as my head throbs. I feel a sharp pain in my neck as I realize that the creature is sucking on the side of my neck, then kissing me. Who is it? My head is dizzy and I cannot think properly for some reason. I see a purple butterfly land on the individual's head. 

        "Fly little butterfly. Fly back to Seven." I whisper. Then I hear a deep masculine voice.

        "Seems like you woke up from your deep sleep sweetheart." he says, his lips close to my ear.

        "Who are you? Do I know you?" I ask, confused.

        "Oh, I am your special boyfriend. Remember?" he says. I feel myself frown.

        "You're not Ramsey." I say.

        "Of course I am. Do you not remember how I look?" he purrs.

        "You are not Ramsey." I say. I try to get away from him but he pins me down.

        "You're not going anywhere Baby Doll." he says seductively as he holds me and starts to kiss me passionately. 

        I try to get him off of me but in vain. He crashes his lips against mine and kisses me more and more. He bites my lower lip and slides his tongue into my mouth. I can't get away from it and just deal with it. Whatever. He fiddles with my boobs and then slides my training pants off. Oh god... I try to scream but his hand goes over my mouth, blocking any sound.

        "You know, Sweet Pea, I'm not letting you go until you give me what I want. Stop fighting it. There is no use. You know that I am more powerful than you are. I could kill you in a second in the Games. I can dominate you the same way here." He smiles and I feel the dreaded.

        I am basically being raped right now. I still don't know who it is. I've heard the voice, but I cannot make out who on earth is here in this room, restraining me and fucking me against my will. I try not to think about the pain and feel of him inside me but rather where I am. I realize that I am in a room. Not mine and not Lance's. Lance. I should call for help. But instead I let the guy fuck me until I fake an orgasm so that he will leave. 

        I feel the body stop moving and gently gives me a drink of lemon liquor. I feel dizzy and my vision blurs. I see double, better yet triple, and then everything turns black. I am out.

        I feel a sharp pain in my arms and my midsection. I open my eyes and see that I am in a room. Not in mine. My head throbs as I lift it off the ground. Why am I here? I get accustomed to the darkness and look around. I see a bed. It is messed up so someone was there.