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Tw: abuse physical and sexual, swearing, slut shaming.
Emily's pov
My eyes fluttered open slowly. I groaned and pushed myself off of the bed that I'm sleeping in.
Where am I? I look around the room, there is an acoustic guitar in the corner. I groan sleepily. How the fuck did I get in Keiran's room?
"Emily, you awake?" I heard a sexy voice coming from the doorway. I immediately recognized the voice.
Keiran.
"No." I responded sarcastically. Keiran rolled his eyes and smirked. His smirk faded into something more serious. "Can I ask you something Emily?" He asked seriously.
"Sure, whatever Keiran."
He slowly approached me. His hands clasped onto mine. Why does my heart flutter whenever he touches me? He looked into my eyes and suddenly jerked my hands so I fell on the floor.
"Will you get off my bed?" He jokingly asked. I laughed. "I don't really have a choice, do I Keiran?"
Okay, lemme give you a little bit of an idea what my family and friend group looks like. I have a twin brother who is younger by a minute. His name is Kyle King and he has an annoying best friend named Keiran Smith. I have a best friend named Kylie Tyna. My mom died when I was 2 and my dad is still alive. Me and Kyle look very similar. We both have blue eyes and brown hair.
"Hey Keiran?" I begin to ask
He nods as if to say, keep going.
"How did I end up in your bed last night?"
"We were tie dyeing bedsheets with Kyle and you fell asleep. So I picked you up and put you on my bed."
"Awweee, you'd do that for me?" I gush in an attempt to make him blush.
"Fuck no. Kyle forced me to. And you're gonna pay for that." He says, putting his head down to cover the fact that he was blushing bright red.
"So, your breakfast is ready." Keiran says in an attempt to change the subject. I giggle quietly because I know it bugs him. I walk downstairs to see my brother sitting at the table. "Hey Em, want some bacon?" Kyle asks with a mouthful of food.
"Ew." Keiran says from behind me. I jumped out of my skin, I totally forgot Keiran was even here. Apparently Keiran was standing with his head slightly above mine because when I jumped, I hit him with my head.
"Fuck! That hurt Em. You are so lucky you're a girl." He groans.
"Oh please, I could beat you up with Hudson Remon being all weird around me." I roll my eyes. Hudson Remon is some kid at my school who is obsessed with me.
"Oh my god. You guys are so cute! Keirily!" Gushes Kyle.
Then it hits me.
"Oh gosh, dad's gonna kill me! I slept in a boys bed and didn't come home to tell him." I panic.
~Tw~
"Shit. I can't let him hur-" I pinch him and point at Keiran. Cole groans in pain but he understands. I run out the door. Thank God I just live down the street. "Care to tell me where you were last night?" My father questions rudely. "I'm sorry. I was at Keiran's." He looks at me with a confused look. "Who's Keiran?" I cry. "Um-" his face reddens and he gets angrier."Who the fuck is Keiran?!" He screams as he smashes an empty beer bottle against the table.
"He is my best friend dad." "There's no need to defend her. She a slut, I already know it. Come here." He grabs my arm tightly and drags me to his room.
"Hello darling." He says calmly as he ties me to a chair. "Don't darling me." I spat bitterly. He grabs a knife from his bottom drawer. "I see you're going to be rude tonight." He grins. He grabs the bottom of my shirt. "Please. Dont." I beg. He just smiles and lifts it off of my body. My warm skin get exposed to the cold air. "Dad pleas-" I started to beg again but he cut me off.
"Shut up bitch." He glares. The knife he was holding grazed my thigh, preparing me for the pain of it. My disgusting father figure looks into my eyes and smirks. He grabs the waist of my pants and yanks them off. I was completely naked now. I felt vulnerable and scared. I felt the tip of the knife touch my skin, threatening to slice it. The sharp object peirced my skin. He got slowly more into it, slicing all the way up my leg.
He slightly touches my exposed inner thigh. The pain outweighs the pleasure. I scream. He looks up and slaps me again. "Moan for me." He says creepily "No!" I scream for my dear life. He must have gotten his pants off at some point. He pushes himself inside of me. I cry. "Someone please help." I see Kyle trying to break down the door.
All of the sudden the door slams open and Keiran hit my dad in the back of the head with a baseball bat. "Em!" Keiran cried. He ran over to me and untied me from the chair. He grabbed me into a hug and carried to his house.
"Is that you Keiran?" His mom yells from the kitchen. "Uh mom, it's me." He yelled back. Keiran picked me up and placed me onto his bed. "You okay Em?" His words just made me sob harder. He hands me clothes and I struggle to get them on. "Here, I'll help." He grabs the clothes and places them on me. Every time his hand grazes my skin I shiver. He walks behind me and sits down, placing his arms around me. "Its okay, you are safe here. " Keirans words were so comforting that I just fell asleep in his arms. The last thing I heard before I fell asleep were, "I love you Em. Stay safe here with me please."
