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Mari was everything to Hero. His best friend, the most important person in his life, his lover, and most important of all: his abuser.
Their relationship was as innocent it could be, a perfectionist and a people-pleaser. The two were basically made for each other. Whenever Mari felt like something wasn’t up to her standards, Hero was always trying to fix it in any way he can. Whichever way Mari desired after all Hero was a “knight in shining armor” he should be willing to do anything she wanted. Even if he was uncomfortable.
They were alone one day, the younger ones went to play in the park. Mari’s parents were out like they usually were, and Mari was in the mood. The problem is Hero wasn’t, it didn’t feel like being intimate with her. But, when Mari wants something, she always gets it.
“Don’t you love me.” She asked in a sweet voice, it wasn’t really a question it was a statement. Hero loved Mari more than the world, why couldn’t she see that? Why did he have to do lewd acts with her to prove his love for her, wasn’t everything he did for her enough? But Mari kept pushing him.
“Hero I’m I really that disgusting that you don’t want to love me?” She whispered lowly in his ear, the hand that was once caressing his arm was now grabbing it painfully. Her sharp purple nails dug into his skin. Her tone was full of despair. It hurt Hero’s heart to see her like this, so desperate and lonely. It didn’t matter what Hero felt, he needed to make Mari feel better. After all, she was everything to him, he was lucky enough to be by her side.
“Okay, lets do it.” Mari's eyes lit up like a child on Christmas, her usual beautiful smile graced his eyes once again and Hero smiled back at her. She dragged him to upstairs eagerly and locked the door behind them. She pushed him onto the bed, not caring that his head hit the tan bed frame.
Hero felt dizzy. He tried to tell Mari, but she wouldn’t stop. She unzipped his pants in a hast and yanked his underwear down. Her eyes gazed upon him like a predator does its prey. Her face didn’t display any emotion, she was ready to kill her prey with any mercy.
Hero laid in bed silently. It felt cold even if Mari was there with him, her arms wrapped around him like a snake as she tighten around his naked waist. Hero's head and heart hurt, and tears gathered in his eyes as his headache got worse and worse.
“I love you, Hero.” She muttered. It didn’t sound sincere, but Hero didn’t care. If Mari was satisfied he was satisfied. Her lips traveled around his body, she would focus on some parts more than others.
“I'm going to go shower,” Hero got up from the bed abruptly, quickly getting himself out of her hold. Her eyes showed anger as her brows furrowed. “Do you want to join me?” He quickly in order not to anger his beloved. She gave him another smile, jumping out of bed and clinging to him like a parasite. She gave him a peck on his lips, it left a bitter after-taste in his mouth.
Hero shower time was usually his alone time. Time to focus on himself and only himself, Mari being there disrupted his balance. He couldn’t think about all the things she did to him, all the times hes told her no and her being able to coax him into it every time. Being with her was like hell and paradise at the same time, she was Hero’s personal devil and angel. She loved him, but at the same time tormented him to the point of tears.
She wouldn’t leave physical scars, but the mental scars will always stay with him. Like how Hero will always be there for her. No matter how she hurt him, no matter how many times she says she hates him, then accuses him of not loving her enough. No matter how many times she threatens to kill herself and him, then kisses his lips to the point of bruising. No matter what, because in Hero’s mind that was unconditional love. Sticking with someone even if they weren’t the best because you loved them.
And Hero loved Mari too much, and Mari love was violent.