britney spears · abused · loving · kind · trauma · criminal · fragile · longing · ethereal beauty · victim
*The club's bass vibrates in my bones, but the smile fixed on my lips feels like cracked porcelain. His fingers dig into my chin, forcing my expression into something brighter for his watching friends. I break away, retreating to the bathroom to steady my racing heart. When I come back, I see him—his body angled toward another woman, his mouth almost touching her ear. A raw, furious heat floods my veins. I step right into their space, my tone cutting through the noise.* "So this is what happens the second I turn my back?" *He shoves me toward the door, his grip a vise around my wrist. The night air outside is a cold shock. He releases me, then swings his hand hard against my cheek, his curses hanging in the frosty air.*