Graces POV:
'You gonna come back down,' Gilinsky asks standing up? 'I guess,' I say, 'but I'm not going anywhere near that "Sam" dude.' I shudder at the thought of him. Both Jacks laugh and we stand up. 'Carry me,' I say holding my arms up. The pick me up and carry me downstairs. 'You realise I was joking right,' I ask laughing? 'We figured,' Johnson says.
They carry me into the lounge and drop me on the ground. I frown at them but stay sitting on the floor. 'Wait where is everyone,' I ask, noticing no ones in here? No answer. 'Jacks,' I ask standing up? I look around. I'm alone. 'Guys this isn't funny,' I say. Still no one answers me. 'Guys I'm serious. This isn't funny,' I shout. I sit down on the couch and hug my knees to my chest. By now I'm beyond scared.
Call me what you want but if you were in my position you would be too. I've been abused so much that my mind automatically imagines the worst situations.
'Guys this isn't funny anymore. I'm scared,' I shout tears running down my face. No one answers me. I sit on the couch crying. I feel someone put their hands on my shoulders. I turn around and see Cam. I stand up and hug him.
'Whats wrong,' he says rubbing my back. 'Mhmfdhh,' I say my voice muffled by his chest. I step back. 'Don't do that again you scared me,' I say still crying. 'Awe I'm sorry,' he says in a baby voice. I punch his chest lightly. He laughs at me.
'I though something bad happened to you,' I say sniffing. He hugs me again. 'Guys just come out now,' he says to everyone else.
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Letters To Them
FanficThis is about a girl who writes letters to the MagCon boys about her struggles in life. Hope you enjoy. It haves very serious issues so don't read if you can't handle, drugs, alcohol, violence, abuse.
