Bryn’s POV –
I stare at Garret for a moment, my mind racing, I wasn’t scared or anything I was just worried. I jerk my face out of Jaden’s grip and he snickers at me. I look at him and he moves his hand further inside my dress.
I move back against the guy holding my arms, he lets go and I think for moment I can break free but then I realize my wrists are duct taped together as well. The man grabs the end of my dress, pulling it up just a little.
I look out the window and see Tattiana standing on the front porch. The windows in this van are tinted so she won’t be able to see me. But if I could just get my heels to break the glass she’d notice. Jaden turns and looks out the window, he sees Tattiana and snaps his head back to look at Garret.
“Leave now, one of her crew members are outside.” Jaden says, gripping my thighs so I won’t get any ideas.
Garret drives onto the road and I begin to hyperventilate, looking out the window at Tattiana who seemed to be looking around for someone.
For me.
I bring both my legs back and strike the window, cracking it. Before I can throw another blow Jaden grabs my legs and holds them down.
“Let her go, I’ll hold her.” Jaden says to the other guys who followed his command and sat back.
Jaden smiled at me, taking my jaw in his hand and forcing me to turn as he kisses my neck. I close my eyes, unable to fight him off. I twist my body from side to side but he doesn’t budge. Jaden kisses down my neck to my chest; he grabs the top of my dress.
“Get her warmed up.” Garret chuckles from the front seat.
I look at him and back to Jaden who holds the front of my dress in his hand. He pulls it down and I force myself to sit up.
I start to take the realization that with me being tied up, I can’t help myself. I bow my head; I was on the verge of tears. I wasn’t sad and not quite scared, I was angry. This was a set up, I let Ashley get to me, I let my feelings get the best of me and for that I might die.
But I won’t die without a fight.
Jaden puts his hands to my back, pulling the zipper down and pulling my dress down just enough to expose my bra. I begin to shake, this was really happening.
I feel a hand on my back, not Jaden’s since he was cupping my bra in his hands.
“Don’t undress her until we get her to the house.” Garret says, speeding up the car, he licks his lips. He couldn’t wait to do whatever he was going to do to me.
The hand on my back falls back and Jaden continues to kiss my neck. I move back, detaching his lips from me and he pulls me back staring at me. I look away, from him. Jaden kisses my cheek, holding me in place.
In that same moment I bring my head back and head bud Jaden roughly. He lets me go, grabbing his forehead and I take that chance to back away but I forget I’m surrounded by two other guys. The man behind my shoulders and holds me against his chest.
The guy in the back looks at my body, “Why can’t we just fuck her here?”
“We’re almost home, two more minutes.” Garret says, turning the corner.
Jaden recovers from the blow and glares at me. He grabs me by my neck and brings one of his hands back and smacks me in the face. I wince in pain; I wish there were no duct tape on my mouth.
Jaden smacks me at on the other side of my face, harder this time. I go limp, letting him do as he pleases; my best bet is to wait until I’m untied to break free. A single tear streamed down my hot cheek and I close my eyes.
Jaden let’s go of my back, sliding his hand down inside of my bra, cupping my breast in his hand and giving it a squeeze. I keep my eyes shut tightly as he pulls the left of my bra down, kissing my neck, trailing down to my chest.
I’m helpless...
Tattiana’s POV –
I help Chris get the rest of the cake frosting of his shirt after Megan scolded both him and Damien. He was still laughing at his little prank; I shake my head, laughing as well. I look around for Bryn, I saw Jason accidentally throw cake on her dress.
I let go on Chris’ shirt. “I’m going to go find Jane.”
Chris nods, giving me a quick kiss on the lips before I walk to the back door of the house. I look around and I see Zoey come around the corner of the house with a cup in her hands. I walk off the back steps and run over to her.
“Have you seen Bryn?” I say to her.
She shakes her head, looking around the area. “Nope. I’ve been searching for her this entire time. It’s been almost ten minutes since Jason threw his cake on her, she should be around.”
I bring my lips inside my mouth worryingly. “I haven’t seen Jason either.”
Zoey slowly turns to head to look at me and smirks. “I think I have an idea where Jane might be.”
I catch her drift. Bryn and Jason are both missing, Jason looked great and Jane looked amazing as well. I mean they were practically drooling over each other when we first showed up.
“They’re fucking.” I say flatly to Zoey.
She bursts out into laughter, “That’s what I’m thinking.”
I poke my lip, “Let’s go find them, maybe they haven’t started yet and if so I want to see it with my own eyes....not everything...just enough to be able to use it against her in the long run.”
Zoey shrugs, “Why not.”
We begin walking around the steps of the house and to the back door. I open it, walking inside, hearing the music blast into my ear drums. We squeeze through the crowd of people until we reach the railing of the staircase. I spin around the railing and begin walking up the steps slowly and quietly.
I turn to Zoey and bring my finger up to my lips as a sign to stay quiet; she nods, as we inch closer to the second floor. I walk over to the room on my left, Chris’ room. If they were fucking in there I’d probably have to run into the bathroom and puke considering me and Chris fucked in there as well.
I rest my ear against the door and listen on the inside, no noises. I turn to look at Zoey and gesture to the door a little further down the hall, Damien and Megan’s room. She nods, walking over to it quietly and presses her ear against the door.
She turns to look at me and smiles widely, nodding her head. I cover my mouth not wanting to laugh and tip toe over to the door.
“I’m going to open the door.” I whisper, taking the doorknob in my hand.
I twist it slowly and push the door open, thankfully the door didn’t creak and I was able to open it further. Zoey and I look inside the room, I see Jason’s back on top of a girl who I’m assuming is Bryn.
When I say, I saw Jason’s back, I mean he was shirtless. I see a hand grab his head and my eyes widen. The skin tone didn’t match Bryn and Jane didn’t have her nails painted a bright red. Zoey seems to take notice of this too because I feel her stiffen next to me.
