Walk

Five\\

Jason\\

"Why the fuck would you do that?!" I yelled, pacing the room angrily.

"Since Slim left, you've been all mopey and shit. Me and the guys just thought it was time to get y'all back together." Justin explained nervously.

I can't believe he tracked Slim down. So that's why he was in a rush to get to Oregon. So that's why he wouldn't tell me shit until now. I'm honestly thankful they did that for me, but why the fuck would they do that?!

Slim left me for a chance to get her problems away. I wasn't completely innocent in her life.

I almost killed a guy just for touching her. I raped her when she was in the hospital. And I definitely can't forget about the numerous times I laid my hands on her in a non sexual, violent manner. Oh, did I forget to mention the fact that I tossed her out my house because I believed some hoe over her? Slim has every known right to hate me. Hell, I would hate me!

I know what they did was for good reasons but that's definitely not good enough. If I wanted to get back with Slim, or if I had a feeling she wanted to come back, I would've taken the initiative into my own hands. I don't need the guys to push me into getting back with her, no matter how much I loved her in the past. That was then, this is now.

"I don't need you guys to look after me when I'm upset, Justin! If I'm not happy, that's my fucking problem!" I yelled.

"Well then it's our problems now! When you not doing your hundred percent on missions and blowing shit up, then it's our cue to get her back so you can do your best in missions! Don't get mad at me because you in love!"

"Who the fuck said I was in love, Bieber?" I asked.

"You did! When she left and you told me you'd always love her!" Justin yelled, throwing his hands out. "Stop acting all big and bad when you know that I'm right."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed. "Fuck off. I'm going for a walk." I said.

Slim\\

I woke up at four in the morning with an empty stomach and the need to pee. I peed successfully but didn't find any food to eat. I sighed and grabbed a pen and paper. Leaving a note, I grabbed my jacket and shoes and left Jenna's house to go to 7-Eleven.

Left for food. Call me when you read this. Bye ♡

I started walking down the dark street alone. I listened to Twenty One Pilots on my phone and hummed along to the tune of the song. I guess at this point, it was safe to say that Twenty One Pilots was one of my favorite bands, because almost 100% of the time, I'd be listening to them play rather than other artists.

I got to a local 7-Eleven in no time. It was opened and had two male employees. They both were fairly young actually. One of them had headphones in and was playing music fairly loudly, if I do say so myself. The other just watched me as I walked around the store.

I walked to the back of the store where the refrigerator was. I grabbed a bottle of water and walked through the aisles for some chips and a snack. I grabbed some hot cheetos and gold fish crackers.

"Hey, sexy." One of the guys said. I wouldn't say he's ugly, but he certainly wasn't cute.

"Hello?" I said uneasily. I didn't even know this guy and he was approaching me the wrong way.

"You here alone, right?" He asked, licking his lips. He was actually kind of creepy, if I do say so myself, but it was too early in the morning to be rude.

"No. I walked here with a bunch of friends but they're completely invisible." I sarcastically stated, rolling my eyes. Okay, too early to be rude but not too early to be sarcastic.

He rolled his eyes and looked around. "You know you don't have to pay for that if you don't want to."

"I'd rather pay." I was beginning to get uncomfortable. Who was this guy? Why was he bugging me? All I wanted was to pay for my things and head to Jenna's house to chill and go back to sleep.

He grabbed my hand and lightly pulled me towards the very back room where the employees kept boxes and other stuff. I pulled away but his grip tightened.

"Come on. I don't bite." He smiled. "Unless you want me to." He made a weird purring noise and clicked his teeth. He was officially creepy as fuck now, and I just wanted to pay for my shit and get away. I looked down and read his nametag. It said "Akash".

"Yeah, but I do." I said, raising an eyebrow. Akash rolled his eyes and yanked me towards the back.

"Jerry, I'm going in the back." Akash yelled, shoving me to the ground.

He began unbuckling his belt before pulling his pants down. He started stroking his dick, although it was pretty small.

"I just need you to suck on this and let me fuck you. Then you can go and won't have to pay for the merchandise." Akash said. I got back on my feet and ran for the door, but Akash grabbed my body and practically threw me down.

I screamed loudly and tried fighting him off me.

"Get off!" I yelled, scratching him in his face, right under his eye.

He sat up straight and touched the area where I scratched him. He looked at his fingers that now had blood smeared on the tips and scowled. He balled his hands in a fist and punched me. My head cocked back and I made out a groan.

"Agh, fuck." I said, holding my nose.

"Fucking bitch." Akash mumbled. He started messing with my pants button and forcefully pulled them down.

He may have been whooping my ass, but that didn't stop me from screaming my lungs out.

Just when he forced himself inside of me, the back door flew open.

I looked up at the opening and saw...