I haven't been feeling so well lately. Ever since the Wolf had raped me my body hasn't been itself lately. My skin is breaking out, I'm losing my color, everything is making me sick, and I missed my period.
I could be late, but it still feels weird. What if it comes and I don't know how to handle the situation. I usually go get pads from the village but the wolf won't let me out of his sight. I could improvise and use cotton but where am I going to get it from?
I don't think the wolf is going to let me go anywhere by myself. I can barely get out of bed without him staring me down. It's like he doesn't trust me to do anything. This is worst than when I thought he was going to kill me. I rather die than be raped by him every day. When I'm tired and ready to stop he doesn't do the pleasure of pulling out.
He'll keep going until he's satisfied. I thought he couldn't go that long like the first time I was aware but I was wrong. He keeps pumping even when I'm knocked out on the bed. Why must he continue when he knows my body is weak? When I tell him to stop he gets mad and goes even faster and harder on me. I try to stop him from entering inside me at times but he's stronger than me.
He'll take what he wants when he wants. God, I wish somebody could come to find me. I need a savior to save me from my miseries with him. If only Rogue would come around this area when he's out patrolling. He might think I'm dead by now because of the burnt house and body that lies in it.
As I laid in the soft bed clenching onto the sheets I felt tears sliding down my cheeks. I was relieved cause he wasn't next to me. I could hear him outside in his wolf form crushing down on something hard. I know that I can try and escape but I won't succeed.
He would suspect something within a second if my feet connected with the wooden floors. My stomach started to growl in the pain of hunger. I'm so hungry I could eat myself. I haven't eaten for days due to everything making me sick. I couldn't hear him crunching on anything which meant he stopped eating. His foot's steps were heavy as he walked near the door.
I don't know why I felt myself shaking from his upcoming. Did he really have that much of an effect on me that it affected my body to respond to him? When the door opened I saw his big shadow reflect off of him. The closer he got the smaller his shadow got. He was right there at the door with something in his hand that I couldn't fully see.
I sat up in the bed as he stared me down. "Are you hungry?" he lowly asked me. "Pardon me?" I requestioned because that was unexpected of him to say that. "I asked are you hungry," he repeated as I shook my head. "I'm good, I don't need anything to eat," I lied. I know I should have said 'yes' but I didn't trust the wolf. Heck, I didn't even know his name and I've been here for a couple of weeks.
"Bullshit I know your ass is hungry," he glared at me. "I'm fine!" I sternly said looking down at the ground. "You still think I'm slow...I can hear your empty stomach growling from outside," he said walking towards me with an unpleasant look: "Now eat or it will die," he sternly said putting some wood on my lap with raw bloody meat that looked sloppy.
It wasn't nicely chopped up like they usually have in stores. You could tell that it had been yanked out of an animal because of its bite marks and excess saliva left on it. The blood was still gushing out of the meat and I felt something coming up. I had to swallow it down because I didn't want to puke.
"Do you have anything else to eat other than that?" I fearfully asked him trying to keep my compositor down. My stomach growled out of hunger and he growled at me. "Don't be picky Bunny Girl you haven't eaten in weeks," he hissed. Why did he just call me Bunny Girl?
"It's making me sick, it's not even cooked," I complained. "You know I was trying to be nice to you since it's been a rough couple of weeks and you haven't eaten, but I can see your ungrateful ass doesn't want anything," he snatched the tray away from me. "It's not that I'm ungrateful it's just sickening. Almost everything I see makes me want to puke and all you eat around here is meat," I exclaimed. "And you..." I heard him mumble under his breath.
I just wanted to slap that smirk he had on his face. I don't know why I'm so angry and emotional. I know for a fact I hate him, but hate is not enough to describe how I feel about him. I was always told by my grandma never use to word the hate because it was a strong word.
I just ask myself how could I not hate him? He took away my grandma, my home, most likely my parents because they were attacked by the wolf, he almost took away my best friend's life, and he forcefully took away my virginity. How could I not hate him?
"Then what the hell do you eat, I don't have any bread," he asked a bit frustrated in a scary way. What does he mean he doesn't have bread? It's like he knows what I like. "Is there any fruit around here other than meat?" I nicely asked him. "This is the woods, there's barely any fruit around here unless you go to the other side far from here," he grumbled.
"Can you go get it," I asked as he chuckled? "No!" "But I'm hungry I haven't eaten in weeks," I whined. "No, I don't trust your ass, how do I know you're not going to run away back to a home you don't have," he said making my blood boil as he chuckled a little at the last part. "How about I just come with you?" I suggested as he seemed to be in deep thought. "Put on your clothes," he said as I jumped out of bed a bit sore. I was about to walk towards the counter but he grabbed the ends of my hair and yanked me towards him. His big hands were around my neck as I was stuck in that position.
"Don't take my nice gesture as an advantage and if you even think about running away I will hunt you down without hesitation," he sternly said making my heart pound in my chest. "The sound of your heart beating let's know I got my point through," he said letting my hair and neck go. I stared in fear as he walked away from me outside.
I just went to go slip my dress on so I could meet the wolf outside where he was waiting for me. As I took my first step outside it was so warm. I miss the light reflecting on everything. "Took you long enough let's go," the wolf said walking off into the woods. I followed behind him as we went deep into the scary woods. I've never been around here in this area even when I was just walking around.
"I have a question, Wolf?" I asked as he looked at me from the corner of my eye. "What is it Bunny Girl?" he asked a bit bad-tempered. "What type of meat did you give me?" I asked about to feel myself about to throw up with the awaiting answer. "I think it was either human or pig meat," he said a bit stuck. "Where did you get it from?" I asked knowing exactly where he got it from.
"You're asking way too many questions Bunny Girl," he was obviously irritated. "I'm just curious as to where you got it from," I said. "It's none of your damn business," he sternly hissed at me. "You got it from the village didn't you..." I said as he was quiet. "You've been preying on our village for over 100 years, why is that?" I asked him as I heard him sigh.
"You don't even live in the village so I don't know why you are complaining so much," he rolled his eyes. "I've been going there-" "Since you were little yeah yeah yeah," he interrupted. "How do you know some of these things about me? Have you been watching me? You must be some creep or pervert," I was of course furious because he would state some facts about me, and yet he barely even knew who I was.
"I don't know what you are talking about," he said a bit nonchalant. We stopped at a tree that had some red apples attached to it. As the wolf was yanking a lot of them down I just gave a none trusting stare. "I believe you do...you said something about not having bread as if you knew I ate bread all the time. Then how did you know the way to my grandma's house? I only encountered you one time and you decide to break in and pretend to be my grandma," I exclaimed.
"You always have some form of bread with you. I'm surprised your ass isn't fat," I felt offended by his comment of me being fat. "I'm not fat," my tears were starting to water up. "Not yet, gihee!" he chuckled. "What do you mean not yet?" I was confused because it said it as if he knew something. "What I mean Bunny Girl is there will be a bump on your stomach. I can't believe you haven't noticed the signs that there might be a possibility," he said as I had to rethink what he meant.
Bump on my stomach? Does he mean having a baby? No...it couldn't be possible that I would have his...offspring. I wouldn't want to have a child with him. He is so evil! He said something about the signs showing the symptoms of being pregnant. Could it be possible that I am pregnant? When the wolf forced himself on me I don't ever remember him using protection. When he climaxed he always finished deep inside my vagina.
Afterward, when I pass out on the bed he would say stuff like 'mission complete or the process is almost finished' then he would gently rub my stomach like it was something inside me. It's like he did this on purpose. "Were these your intentions towards me?" I sternly asked looking down at my stomach. "What intentions?" he looked back from picking the apples.
"Your intentions to get me pregnant cause every time you climaxed you would say either 'mission complete or the process is almost finished' while I laid on the bed," I said. I looked up at him to see he was paused in his position. "It's about time your slow ass caught on," he evilly smirked. "I beg your pardon?" I was a bit furious. "I hope you didn't just think I kidnapped you as an object to please myself with," he shook his head.
"Object?" I requestioned. "Yes an object, I don't like you like that. I like your body but not you. Growing up I was taught women are objects that bleed and have babies," he said as I felt tears running down my cheeks. Why am I crying if I don't care for him like that? "If you don't like me then why kidnap me for your own sastification and sexual needs?" I asked obviously upset.
"Well I want kids and I want them now," he simply said. "But you don't even know me, you haven't even come up and talked to me or anything," I pointed out. "Yes I have, I watched you from the beginning and got to know what you do and I talked to you in the woods that day," he explained still picking apples. "You only talked to me one time and wasn't even for five minutes and what exactly do you mean by watching me from the beginning?" I asked crossing my arms.
"Nothing you need to worry about," he shrugged off. Once he was done picking the apples that he had to carry in my hood. No wonder I didn't have it on he took it from the counter without me noticing. "So I'm going to be having your, baby," I said a bit disappointed. "Yeah get used to a rough nine months, gihee," he chuckled. "I don't even know your name and I'm having your baby," over the time I've been here I never knew his name. I call him Wolf because that's what he is and plus he always calls me Bunny Girl which makes me uncomfortable.
"My name is Gajeel, Gajeel Redfox!" he sternly said surprising me. I didn't think he would answer the question. "Gajeel...interesting name," I said in deep thought. I never heard of the name Gajeel before, it's such a unique name. "Well since you introduced yourself I feel that it would be right if I did the same," I respect said as he rolled his eyes. "I already know your name Bunny Girl," he waved off as we made it back to his place.
"My name isn't Bunny Girl it's-" "Lucy Heartfilia, yes, I know what your real name is," he cut me off. "Then why do you call me Bunny Girl?" I asked irritated. "Because you remind me of a bunny," he answered. "I would ask why you call me Wolf but it's clear to me that you didn't know my name," he said.
"How do you even know my name?" I asked. "I hear people you are close to saying your real name. I didn't know if your real name was Red or Lucy, but I figured they called you Red because of the hoodie you always wore," he explained. "So you admit you've been watching me," I crossed my arms. "Why are you still stuck on me watching you?" he asked furiously. "Because that's creepy and I always sense someone is watching me at night," I shivered.
"You wanna know so bad?" he scowled at me as I slowly nodded. "For your information, I have been watching you for over a year or so," he gritted his teeth. "Why is that, you have some secret love for me?" I asked as he chuckled. "I already told you I don't like your ass so you can stop trying to convince me otherwise plus I know you don't like my ass either so we're even," he exclaimed.
We finally made it back to his house where he opened the door. He didn't say anything to me as he washed the apples. I didn't say anything to him either because I knew he would be upset. All I did was just lay down in the bed. I didn't know what to do since I couldn't distract myself with anything. Gajeel doesn't trust me to do anything around here. Not even go take a bath on my own.
It's uncomfortable when he watches me do anything. If he didn't care for me that much then he should have enough sense to let me go. Not only does he keep me hidden with him, but I'm also having his child. I never wanted to have a baby at this age.
I'm not even married to Gajeel and yet this all happens to me. I honestly don't want to have kids with him because of his nature and dark humor. I don't want my future child to feel unwanted by me because his father raped me. I don't want to hold that anger and project it on to my baby. So through this course, I'm going to take care of my baby and wait for him to come!
Thank you for reading!
