Dear Bad Boy || Ransom Drysdale

A/N: Trigger warnings for a little violence.
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"I said its over!" I scream through stuttered sobs.
Jake sits on the window sill his head hung in shame, "I'm sorry. I don't know what I...what I was thinking. I was drunk," he gets up making his way across to me, his arms extended out reaching for me. I hate him.
"I don't accept your apology. Now leave." I open my bedroom door for him, "get out!!!" I scream.
"I'm not going anywhere till we talk about it!" He roars back at me.
Dad runs to the top of the stairs, "whats going on up here Eva?" 
"Nothing. Jakes leaving, and he wont be back." My nostrils flared in anger watching Jake gather his things from my room, heading sheepishly towards the landing.
"Jake, don't break up with her. Shes difficult I know, but she'll come around man." Dad slaps him on the shoulder.
"Its not me Mr Miller, its her. She's breaking up with me."
Dad whips back around to me, a look in his eye that chills me to the bone. With just slightest haze to them. Oh great so he's been drinking, yet again. "I'll sort this Jake, don't worry."
He trudges towards me banging his hip on the banister, "go home Jake." He hisses.
My heart beats so fast, scared of my own father.
His poisonous tongue ready to bring me down.
"Are you outta your god damn mind Eva!" He slams his fist down on my dresser, "you really think you can do better than him? He's got a great football career ahead of him. He can get you out of my house for good. He loves you! Why I'll never know, but he does."
I can't even fight my tears, I let them flow freely because whats the point.
"Dad, Jake isn't everything you make him out to be..." I wipe snot away from my nose, "he's not a good guy."
"What do you know about being good?" He scoffs back at me.
"Well you sure as shit never showed me!" I take a fearful step back as his face reddens with anger.
"Do you know he has been videoing me...videoing us...on his cell phone, having sex," my dad winces because no father wants to think of his daughter that way, even one as shitty as him.
"He sent it to all his friends, but of course no one could see him, only me! Do you know how humiliating this is for me?" Tears fall off my chin, my eyes blurred with emotion.
"Thats what boys do." His bluntness knocks the wind right out of me, my mouth gaping at his apathy.
"W...what did you say?" I bend over weakly trying to gather myself, is this really happening?
He stumbles over to my bed letting it hold him in place, "you should think about why everyone leaves. Its you...you know. You push people away, force them to leave...they can't stand to be near you, god Eva, you are worthless. Always so difficult. Its why your mother left..."
"Don't. Don't you dare blame that on me." I gasp horrified, I knew he had a sharp tongue but I never knew he could cut me so deeply.
Moving closer to me as I back away eventually falling onto the sill, he leans in menacingly...his finger stretched centimetres from my nose,
"She left me because of you...she hated YOU!" His spit flies every where as he seethes.
"No dad, she left me because of you!!" I scream back at him, he takes the back of his hand off the side of my jaw, "get out my fucking room before I call the cops!" I shove him, I shove him harder than I ever thought I'd be able. He falters backwards out the threshold of my door, and I slam it behind him. Sliding down the other side sobbing into my knees, I close my eyes drifting into a catatonic pit of despair.

"I heard screaming." My head whips up, Ransom sits on my window sill.
How long have I been slumped here?
He walks over to me lifting my defeated body off the ground he moves my hair away from my face, wiping my tears and snot away with his hands.
I try to hide pulling away from him, fighting him.
"What happened to your face?" He growls, his nostrils flare waiting for my answer.
"He...he...hit me." I stutter, "my dad he uh..."
Ransom pushes me aside trying to open the door, "I'll kill him."
I scramble to hold the door closed, "please Rans, please don't. You'll only make everything worse!" Pleading with him, my voice panicked.
"Please Ransom...Hugh." He whips his head round, grabbing my face, "Don't call me that."
"Just stop." I try composing myself.
He nods sensing my urgency.
"Fuck." I sob.
"Fuck? Fuck what?" His brows knit together searching my face for answers.
"Fuck!" I lay a punch into the wall, he grabs my wrist stopping the next one being landed, "fuck!" I pound his chest, tears falling down my face once more.
He lets me beat him, my feeble fists ricocheting and in one violent movement I reach up trying to crash my lips to his.
"No." He pushes me away.
I shove him against the wall fumbling with his belt and zipper, trying to free him. He grabs my wrists stopping my hands clumsily sliding inside the waistband, "I said no." He stifles a moan
My heart sinks.
"No? What do you mean 'no'? Now you don't want me?" I stare into his eyes, silently pleading with him to take me. After what feels like an eternity neither one of us has moved a muscle and I resign myself to rejection. The only thing I've ever been good for is fucking, and now he wont even do that. Turning away so he doesn't see the defeated tears that sting my eyes, I decide that wallowing in my own self pity alone in the bathroom is the only place for me, I'm almost at the door I feel his hand wrap around my wrist pulling me back, his mouth meets mine.
He wants me.
Finally.
"Lets just lie down Eva, you've had a rough day." He takes off his shirt and lies in bed, why is he being all fluff?
I slide off my clothes and walk nakedly towards my dresser, remembering the first time he slid his fingers inside my cunt.
I push the perfume bottles and picture frames onto the floor, hoisting myself onto the dresser spreading my legs for him, showing him all of me.
My juices drip onto the wood below me as I slowly trail my hand down inside my glistening pink slit.
I rub my clit perfectly, in a way that would have me gushing in seconds.
Ransom licks his lips watching me take my finger in and out of my opening.
His cock throbbing underneath the sheets I bite my lip as he wraps his hand around, pumping slowly.
"You really going to leave me to do this all by myself?" I slide my wet finger into my mouth and then back between my folds, groaning as the desire builds inside of me.
Ransom saunters to me hand wrapped around his thick greedy cock working it slowly but powerfully.
He falls to his knees watching my creamy snatch twitch in delight, he dives in lapping my juices teasing my clit between his teeth switching between sucking and biting the motion forces my head back in luscious pleasure. I run my hands through his hair, pulling him further he drinks me hungrily licking every inch of me as I gush onto him.
"Take me Ransom." I beg as he slowly gets off his knees, I reach my hand out for his shaft grabbing hold of it, rubbing the pre cum around his tip, playing with its glisten between my finger and thumb, I taste its salty goodness feverishly.
His cock glides between my folds, taunting my opening nudging my clit with his seeping tip.
He looks to the side of foot distracted for a moment, lifting the cherry stalk into his hand a speck of a smile peeks out of the corner of his mouth.
I slide my hand between my legs and guide his throbbing meaty cock into me, stretching me wide.
A little sting of pain causing my skin to electrify.
He lifts my body up and bobs me onto him, sliding me on and off his cock with ease.
We fall to the bed and I straddle him, my hips buck as I grind myself along his shaft.
The sound of my juices smacking on his length sending us into orbit.
I lift myself off dancing my pussy on the tip relishing in his want his eyes roll into the back of his head as he begs for release.
I thrust myself down hard onto him touching my cervix. Ransom sits up holding me as we move in motion together, rolling my hips on his obedient cock, as his neatly trimmed pubic hair rubs gently against my clit.
"F..fuck." He groans deeply into my breasts.
I grab his hand and place it around my throat, begging him to squeeze, "I'm not going to do that." He dips deeply into my gushing wetness, "I'm never going to do that." He breathes into my ear, "I'll never hurt you." He bucks my pussy, "I love you." He moans, into my chest. I give into my orgasm allowing it to ripple through me, its shivering debilitating splendour drips down my thighs surrounding Ransoms cock in creaminess, as my walls contract, gripping him, milking his enormous length as he pumps his hot delicious cum deep inside me, spelling out onto the bed below us.
We collapse together in a sexed haze panting into one another.
His calming cock still buried inside me sticky with lust, I rest my head on his chest. He nestles his nose in my hair, the awkward silence filling the room.
The three words I longed to hear from him floating around threatening to be swallowed by regret.
"I meant what I said Eva, I love you." He whispers, kissing my forehead.
"No body loves me Ransom." I reach down the side of the bed pulling on his t-shirt I slide my panties up, shuffling my feet. Waiting for him to disappear.
He puts his boxer shorts on, and takes a sip of a bottle of water I have by the bed.
What is he doing?
He lifts the perfume bottles and picture frames from the floor and arranges them on my dresser, taking the cherry stalk in his hand again, placing it down in front of the Chanel No.5.
"You can leave," I turn away from him, hiding my humiliation as the haze of fucking settles and the feelings begin to flood me.
His big arms wrap around my body, "I'm not going anywhere until you feel safe."
I turn around to look at him, just to make sure he is real... "I'd do anything to make you happy Ransom. I could lie down here and you could do anything you want to me, anything."
Ransoms brows furrow in worry, "Will you stop trying to make me happy, and just be happy yourself?" He cradles my face between his hands, "do you love me?" His eyes searching mine for answers.
"Do we even know what love is Ransom?" Tears trickle down my face.
How could we? No one has ever shown us.