* Sam's POV*
I was dragged into a house by Taylor. She got to the basement and threw me in a chair and locked me up extra tight. Eleanor came down with Mason and Tate in her arms and she set them down gently into a crib, " We're gonna go easy on the babies, but with you, you're gonna live through hell." Eleanor told me. I smirked and replied, " Show me what you got." She rolled her eyes. Taylor paced in front of me, " I mean.. why would Harry like you!? What is it that you have and I don't?!?!" She scoffed. I then replied cheekily, " Harry." She looked at me and slapped me right across the face. I pretended to wince in pain and I yelled sarcastically, " OH MY GOD!!! SHE HIT ME AND I THINK IM ABOUT TO DIE!!!" I then smiled at her. She punched me in the jaw, I replied, " You hit like a girl. Come on my grandma could punch harder than you." She rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed. She left the room. I smiled, I love being cheeky. Then the door reopened and I saw Harry there, smirking, " Harry?" I asked questioningly. He laughed and replied, " Oh sweetheart. I'm not Harry... I'm his twin, remember, Edward." The wheels in my head started turning as I squirmed in my seat, knowing what he would do to me. He went right in front of my face and smirked, " It seems like my brother has... impregnated my favorite girl." He said. I gulped and Edward crashed his lips onto mine. If I wasn't chained up, I would be pushing him away. I tried to move back, but he put his hand on the back of my head. " God dammit. Look at what you've done to me now." Edward growled. I looked down and saw a bulge in his pants. He took me out of the chair, and he dragged me into a room. That's where he raped me.
A/N
I'm gonna have Marcel in the next chappie!!!!! The Styles triplets man!!! Edward is gonna of course be the bad guy, Harry is of course the good guy, and Marcel has to choose. I love you all!!!! Bibbles!!!!! ;*
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