Jelly is a broken soul escaping from her torturous past. She's shut herself off from emotions and people. Trying to start her life from scratch she moves to a new town.
Finding a mysterious shop she comes across an offer she can't refuse that promi...
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It's the same each day. With the morning comes a quiet sorrow, I haven't seen any of the guys in days.
I'd drag myself out of the bed every morning showering and heading to work. I'd started picking up extra hours, too scared to be home alone. My paranoia was at an all-time high, I couldn't relax, always looking over my shoulder, triple checking the doors and windows at night.
My phone dings as I walk down the path to my house. I look down at my phone, a smile crossing my face.
Jungkookie 🍪:
How are you, Babe?
Me:
Hey! I'm okay just on my way home.
Jungkookie 🍪:
Do you need anything? I miss you!
Me:
Lol, you're silly. I miss you all too!
I'm fine just gonna eat and go to bed. I'm tired.
Jungkookie 🍪:
Okay, rest well babe. Text me if you need me. 😘
Most of the guys text me throughout the day to check on me. By most, I mean everyone except for Tae.
He and I got into an argument because he doesn't agree with the plan. He says I'm being reckless and at least one person should stay with me but we can't, Ashton and Christine will never make a move if I'm not alone so we both are being stubborn and aren't talking.
Trying to dig out my keys from my pocket, as I hold the take out I'm planning to eat for dinner I'm lost in my thoughts of what I should do. I knew Christine and Ashton were just biding their time but it's almost been a week and they haven't made a move.
I didn't hear the feet shuffling behind me, but suddenly I felt myself being pushed into my house by the same rough hands that have been on me hundreds of times. The adrenaline floods my system. I think my heart will explode and my eyes are wide. My fight or flight kicks in and my body is torn between wanting to either run for the hills or work to find a weapon, but instead, I stay right where I am.
Sometimes freezing is the best of the choices, and let's face it, there really was only one choice for me. Stick to the plan. My breath turns from quiet and regular to a panting gasp. I sucked at the air like it had suddenly become thick and was now almost too difficult to draw in.
Strong hands pushed me into the wall in front of me. It stung and sent swells of pain through my body. He was pressed flush against my back, his chin resting on my shoulder, as he was breathing onto my ear.
"Did you really think you could just leave me?"
His lips clamped down on my ear. They were light at first, and then he bit down harder. I squirmed against the wall. His teeth turned into his tongue. He slid it over the rim of my ear and caused me to cry out, a bit of tears instantly rushing to my eyes.
