❝You Might Be My Angel In Public, But You're My Whore In Bed.❞
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"Are you ready for me baby?" I nodded my head licking my lips seductively, which made his cock even more harder than before.
I went on all fours, arching my back, spreadin...
-Sometimes reality is much worse than nightmares. ~Brielle
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I was jolted awake by my nightmares. I was being haunted by the bad memories throughout the entire night. I blinked my eyes trying to clear my blurry sight.
Where was I? Focusing in the dark of night, realization washed over me as I remembered going to the waterfall with Enzo and coming home with him, but when did I fall asleep? and why didn't he wake me up.
With the excruciating pain that poked my eyes from all the crying, I walked to the mirror looking at myself and I wasn't shocked seeing that my eyes were bloodshot red with my hair presenting a bird nest.
I looked like a zombie, a walking dead.
The t-shirt I have on is covered in sweat. My heart frantically beat against my chest as I saw that I was alone in the room as I vividly remembered what happened in school yesterday.
I went back to bed and curled up into a ball, then pulled the covers over me which made a cold gust of air to pass over me.
As I laid there looking out of space, everything came crashing back at full speed and a loud heartbreaking sob escapes my lips.
⚠️WARNING: Sexual Assault Ahead.
| Flashback | Thursday 11:55 a.m |
I was walking out of class when a girl came up to me. "Hey, you're Brielle right?"
"Yeah I am." I said confused as to why she's asking.
"Right, I saw your friend Marcus and that rich guy going in the school's basement. I heard they're going to fight it out." She told me and I panicked.
Why would Marcus do that when he knows he could get into trouble again? "A-Are you sure it was Marcus?" I asked making sure it was really him.
"Yes, I'm sure. Dark brown hair and grey eyes right? Come on I'll show you." She said and grabbed my hand leading me to where the basement was. Most times that's where the kids go to 'fight it out' as they claimed.
As we reached the door for the basement she opened it and let me entire first. It was a little dark and I started having mixed feelings about this. "Marcus?" I called out. Soon after I heard the door locked and I realized I was trapped inside.
That bitch trapped me. Why am I such an idiot?
The entire place was a bit dark and the stairs going down into the basement looked so creepy that it made me shivered. "HELP, I'M STUCK INSIDE." I yelled out banging the door hard but deep down I know that nobody outside that door will hear me.
Why do you think they always fight down here? because the principal or teachers won't be able to hear them.
I heard footsteps and my eyes widened. "Anybody here?" I called out again. I took my phone out deciding to call someone to get me out but my luck ran out when I saw the network on my phone dropped completely. Shit!
