Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“You like to play rough? I’m going to show you what that feels like,” he said harshly. He bit down on my lip so hard that I instantly tasted the blood in my mouth. I screamed for help. “Shut up,” he ordered as he jammed his finger inside me.
A painful screech escaped me as he continued to violently push his fingers inside of me.
“Please...please stop...” I wailed below him, but it just made him push harder and faster. I stilled when I felt him get off of me slightly—and then heard him unzip his pants.
“No! Please no! Please...oh God, please...” I begged in between sobs.
I heard the door open with a bang, and felt Justin’s body lift off of mine. I scrambled my legs together and pushed myself to the wall. I tightly wrapped my arms around my legs, trying to soothe the excruciatingly raw pain I felt between my legs. Through tears, I watched Cole punch Justin repeatedly in the face. The door opened again, and I saw Aubry run up to Cole.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Aubry yelled loudly.
“He was fucking raping her!” Cole yelled back, slamming his fist in Justin’s face.
“What?” Aubry screamed as he looked around for me.
When he saw me huddled in the corner, he ran up to me.
“She liked it, Cole,” Justin shouted. “She was begging for me to put my dick inside her.”
I whimpered loudly through my sobs and shook my head. I couldn’t say anything.
“Shut the fuck up,” Cole screamed loudly. I could see his nostrils flaring as his body shook. I’d never seen him that angry.
Greg also appeared, and before I knew it, Becky was beside me holding my face to her chest. Aubry carried me out of the school and sat me down in the car. Nobody said a word on the way home. All I could do was cry. I cried more than I’d cried in eleven years. I cried because the only thing I had left that was mine was almost taken from me. I cried because I couldn’t believe I was stupid enough to trust a random guy. I cried because I believed that Justin was good, and I cried because I didn’t know what else to do.
Becky stood outside of the shower as I washed off, still weeping. By the time I turned off the water, I was done crying. I dried, dressed myself, and somberly walked to my bed. At some point in the night, I was startled awake when I felt my bed sink beneath me. I sat up in a panic and almost screamed, but then I noticed it was Cole.
“What are you doing?” I asked wearily as I fiddled with my ivory comforter.
“I just want to make sure you’re okay,” he whispered.
“I’m fine. Can you please get out of my bed?” I whispered back meeting his eyes.
He sighed and shook his head. “Okay.”
A mix of disappointment and relief spread through me when he left the room. Before I could contemplate asking him to come back, he walked back in carrying his pillow and a couple of blankets.
“What are you doing?” I shrieked a little too loudly as I sat up.
“Keep it down,” he hissed as he set up a makeshift bed with the blankets and tossed his pillow on the floor. “Gonna sleep on the floor.”
“Why?” I asked in a whisper.
“Because you won’t let me sleep in your bed and I need to make sure you’re okay,” he said, taking a deep breath.
“I already told you that I am,” I replied with sheer annoyance.
His sad green eyes searched my face for a couple of seconds.
“Maybe I’m the one that’s not okay. I’m staying here. Just deal with it and go to sleep,” he said angrily as he laid down.
“Why?” I asked equally as angry. I hated having extra people in my room. I learned to deal with Becky when she stayed over, but that was it. Besides, he didn’t even lock the door. Ugh.
“Because if I go to my room, then I won’t sleep at all. I’ll be too busy thinking about you,” he huffed.
“Why don’t you sleep in Becky’s bed?” I asked a little nicer.
“Because. Just go to sleep.”
“Just sleep in Becky’s bed,” I repeated. “She won’t mind!”
He groaned. “Blake...just shut up and go to sleep.”
I shuffled out of my blankets and stood over him with my arms crossed. He looked up at me with a raised eyebrow and a devilish smirk.
“Are you really going to stay here the whole night?” I asked.
“Yes!” he shouted as he dragged his hand through his hair and plopped down on his pillow.
I walked over to the door and locked it before walking back to where he was. I snatched up his blankets and threw them on Becky’s bed before I climbed back into my own.