Chapter 7: Get Well Soon, Trinity
A/N Well thanks to all you awesome people who review! Please keep them coming! Btw, my computer was massed. Everything deleted, bla bla bla. Which also means i do not have microsoft word. Which sucks, so if they're are any spelling errors etc, please bear with me. Thanks again reviewers.
She gulped. A whole load of dried spit made it's way down her throat to then enter her main body. She shook her head countless number of times.
Perhaps it was a vision? A dream even? No...it seemed too real.
''Votre coeur bat plus rapide qu'avant...perhaps you're liking this more than i imagined. But i must warn you Trinity, if you piss about it may just be the end of you and you will never see your beloved and father of your child again.'' The Merovingian said in French.
His arm grew tighter around her waist, and she struggled to remove his arm from her. Instead he moved his head towards the back of her neck and began kissing her, sloppy, wet and un-natural kisses.
If only Neo was here...he could help me kick this guys ass Trinity thought to herself.
''Please let me go, i'll do anything you want me to...'' She didn't mean it, but it sounded real enough for the The Merovingian to believe.
''Very well'' He spoke, this time in English.
He released his grip around her waste and she breathed without difficulty once again. She was about to get out of the bed when The Merovingian caused her to sit back down again.
''Oh, Trinity, you said you'd do anything for me! So be it''
He bent down towards her ear and was going to whisper something into it. She raised her arms and head butted him causing her skin to break and release a little blood from her forehead.
Nethertheless, she collected her clothes from the floor and began to put them on her as quickly as she could manage.
She finally placed all of her clothes on and was going to make a quick exit for the door but felt nausea coming.
''Fuck'' She whispered and made her way to the bathroom to then bend down and release the sick that was held in her stomach for some time now. Someone had followed her and she only realized it when her head hit the toilet seat. She groaned at the pain before she lost consciousness.
''Get well soon, Trinity'' The Merovingian spoke, spitefully with no care in his tone of voice what-so-ever. He walked over Trinity and locked the door.
I will keep last nights events a secret until she finally pleads me to tell her so. As for being locked in the bathroom, she can stay hostage in there until Neo get's his ass down her and at least ''tries'' to save her. Ha ha...'' The Merovingian spoke, fluent in French.