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~This is another story that came to me in a dream. It will be written in four chapters. The names of the chapters are as follows: “It Begins”, “The Truth”, “The Diary”, “It Ends.” I am not sure as of yet how long each chapter will be. The dream came in installments, so I have to figure out how to put it all into words. I do not own any of the characters except for Majestique. I also know that Jonathan Davis is not like this in real life, and I am not doing this because I hate him. I actually love Jonathan Davis and KoRn, so please do not yell at me about it. I hope as this story progresses that you will enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Also I have the story all the way up to The Diary… I will not post any more chapters until I get reviews over this first one… Well here you are Chapter 1.~
“It Begins”
Jonathan Davis shakes his head as he watches his girlfriend of three years. Majestique had been sitting at the desk in their hotel room for hours doing nothing more than writing in that stupid journal of hers, that she had managed to keep well hidden from him. He was no fool. He had noticed that their relationship was falling apart at the seams. Hell, it had become even more apparent when they started touring with Linkin Park. Majestique was a huge fan of the band, and had been Chester’s friend since they started the tour, but recently she had been distant from him, smiling only when Chester was around. He had tried to ignore it, but it was becoming harder and harder to do, and truthfully had begun to piss him off.
“When are you coming to bed Majestique?” he asked, his tone heavy with irritation.
“Soon I am almost done.”
Jonathan shook his head as she only glanced at him for a quick second, then returned to her precious writing. He was growing even more pissed as he listened to the gentle scratches of the pen on paper. Here he was hornier than all hell, and she was sitting there completely ignoring his needs, scribbling away in that stupid journal!
Minutes rolled by and he grew impatient, rage building inside of him like a volcano just waiting to explode and kill all within sight. As the clock struck the hour of ten he could take no more, and before he could calm the demon of rage building within him he was on his feet, in front of her, snatching the journal out of her hands and holding it away from her.
“Shall we see what you are writing?” he sneered watching her eyes widen in horror. Well hell there is the first excitement of the evening.
Jonathan smirks as she jumps up, obviously panicking, and tries to get the book away from him as if her very life depended on it.
“Give it back Jonathan, I will stop writing and come to bed… I promise!”
He couldn’t help but smirk at her pleading, oh so now she wanted to come to bed. He felt her pounding her fists into his back and in one swift movement he tangles his hand in her hair and yanked her away from him, but not letting go of her hair just holding her there, causing her to whimper in pain as he pulled. He felt her trying to pry his hand out of her hair as he opened the book with his free hand and began to read.
“He was so handsome today he made my heart leap just by walking into the room. The way his clothes hung on his perfect frame, the way his hair stood perfectly spiked, the color like corn silk in the golden rays of the sun, his dark eyes so intense and enchanting that he took my breath away. His scent surrounding me, caressing, teasing, as if pleading for me to tell him the truth…”
What in the blue hell? She sure wasn’t talking about him! He feels his anger begin to grow as he continues to read, the demon inside him raging out of control.
“Things between Jonathan and I are no longer the same. He has become so crude and selfish. He doesn’t make love to me anymore, it is rough now and it hurts. I call out his name in feigned pleasure when truthfully, in my head, I am calling to my beloved Chester to save me from this pain.”
He didn’t even think, his rage blinding him, the demon in control. She was in love with CHESTER FUCKING BENNINGTON! He let her go only to grab her by the arms roughly and rearing back he brought his hand back and slapping her so hard that she hit the bed in a spin.
“You bitch! Chester Bennington huh?! That is who you want?!”
Majestique didn’t even have the time to speak let alone move, before she felt the second blow to her face, as if a thousand bees were stinging her to death. She opens her eyes in horror as he climbs on top of her ripping her blouse off of her body. Oh dear God, what in the hell was he going to do?!
“Jonathan please STOP!”
“You call out to him when I fuck you?! You want to go to him?!” he hit her again as he damn near tore the rest of her clothing off of her as well as his own, pinning her to the bed with his weight.
Terror filled her, threatening to suffocate her, as she watched him in the throes of his anger, her body quaking in fear. Tears fill her eyes as she pleads with him to stop, now very much scared for her life.
“Jonathan please… don’t do this…”
“Shut up!”
She pulls her bottom lip into her mouth and bites on it to keep from pleading as he positioned himself at her entrance. Oh dear God… she wasn’t even prepared! Her heart starts to pound in fear and alarm, sounding like loud drums in her ears knowing what he was planning to do… he would tear her asunder! Tears fills her eyes again and spills over as she knew that he was going to use her harshly, she started to pray he would change his mind.
Her prayer would not be answered.
Sheer pain knifed her and she cried out with it as he entered her dry unprepared body. She thought she would die right then, but it didn’t stop there. He continued to move ripping her up inside with each thrust. Over and over again he thrust and she felt her body rip. She wept beneath him, she couldn’t stop the tears as he continued to move in and out of her. Chester’s name was being screamed in her head over and over again… the word would not come to her lips, besides he could not save her. There would be no pleasure for her in this… this was a punishment for loving.
“I will never let you go to him… I swear to God I won’t…!” Jonathan panted out hearing her weeping beneath him, and yet not caring at all. He was so blind with rage, that he couldn’t even fathom her pain. All he cared about was teaching her a lesson. He was so close to release so very close and yet he didn’t want it to stop, wanted to continue the punishment. Teach her never to call out to someone else when he made love to her.
Majestique felt him tensing a little signifying his release was really close. She heard darkness beckoning to her; begging for her to succumb to its call, allow it to save her from the pain in her body. She tightened her body around his hardness to force his release, giving into the call of darkness as he spilled his seed deep within her abused body.
Jonathan lay upon her for a moment, spent from the force of his orgasm, until he noticed she was not moving. He pulls out of her none too nicely and got off of her looking down at her small frame on the bed. Shit. She had fainted. He smirks and looks her over and it was then that he noticed the blood pooling on the sheets. Cursing he dressed quickly and walks out of the hotel room to go and get the house doctor. It was her own fault; she had brought it on herself. He could still see the words she had written.
“I call out in feigned pleasure when truthfully, in my head, I am calling out to my beloved Chester to save me from this pain.”
His anger began to grow again, causing him to want to turn around and walk right back into that room and beat her awake. Jonathan sneers knowing he couldn’t very well beat her to death, the rest of his band and the others on tour would kill him first before they let him hurt her that bad… but what they didn’t know won’t hurt him. He would use her feelings for Chester against her, yeah that is what he would do, and then punish her for it. He smiles softly walking into the doctor’s office; this was going to be fun indeed.
About two hours later the doctor walks out of the bedroom shaking his head. He had seen many cases like this over the years, and he still couldn’t understand how these Rock Stars could do this to their girlfriends. The sad thing about this case was that the girl seemed so sweet and innocent, with raven black hair and soft violet eyes that seemed so trusting when she looked at you. He sighs softly hoping the child would get out of the relationship soon before her boyfriend killed her.
“Is she going to be all right?”
The doctor looks at her boyfriend as he heard him ask about the girl. He shook his head, what the hell did this rock star macho think? Yeah, he’s your typical rock star.
“She will be fine… the bruises on her face should heal in about a week or so. She is torn up real bad inside, and that will take a couple of weeks to heal. She is lucky she will still be able to have children. Take this prescription and get it filled immediately, it will help her with the pain. She is also to be on bed rest for about two weeks do not move her unless you really have to, like to change buses and to go into the hotels. Do not let her walk, and absolutely no sex until she is completely healed.”
He frowns as he watches the shock on the boyfriend’s face. Humph. Serves him right, he should have been more careful with his temper and none of this would have happened, but no he hurt her when he shouldn’t have in the first place.
“Next time you should be more careful Mr. Davis,” and with those words he went to the door of the hotel room and opened it walking out and closing the door behind him.
Jonathan stood there angry with the nosy doctor. The bastard knew too much for his own good. Perhaps he had been too rough with Majestique, but it was nothing she didn’t cause herself. If she had not written all those things in that journal he would have never hurt her. Not that it mattered now anyway. He smirks knowing when she got better things were going to get very interesting.
~A Chester-less chapter… what in the hell was I thinking. J/K. I had to do it this way to introduce the conflict of the story. What does Jonathan have up his sleeve for Majestique? Will Chester ever find out? Does he even feel the same way as she does? So many questions! Stay tuned for the next Chapter in this Saga…Next up… “The Diary.” It will be a long one, I believe. Anyway Please REVIEWWWW or no next chapter!!! ~
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