cast l.h

week eleven part three

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EVERYONE BE PREPARED. THIS IS ABOUT TO GET CRAZY. DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT YOUR REACTIONS AND VOTE THX

xoxo Jo

I shut the door tightly behind me and take a deep breath. The beats of my heart rapidly stutter like a humming bird. I'm on a date with the cousin of my attempted rapist.

My feet carry me down the stairs, trying to keep me upright. The air in my chest feels like it is being vacuumed out. I stumble my way past the barking dogs on the dimly lit street towards Drew's beat up old car.

When I reach it my hands shake and I feel a panic attack coming on. The keys jingle uncontrollably and my mind spins. I can not get the key into the lock. Tears well up in my eyes. My fists beat the sides of the car and I cry out.

¨Damn it,¨ I get out with a shaky cry.

Does Drew know what his own flesh and blood tried to do to me? Did he take me here despite the fact.

The incessant droll of the barking fills my ears, drowning my surroundings from my conscious. My body collapses to the cold pavement and I pull my knees to my chest.

With a spinning head I look up to see my worst fear walking out of the apartment just about 600 feet away.

Kyle and Drew side by side.

I watch their faces through my teary eyes. Drew avoids eye contact with me and keeps staring at his dirty converse. But Kyle, he looks completely sadistic.

His eyes fixed straight at my curdled up body on the ground. A small smirk twitched onto his face every few seconds. I get up and try to unlock the door again, this time succeeding.

I reach across the driver's side to the passenger seat, grabbing my bag quickly and then I get inside and lock the doors. My hands find my phone but it's dead. I turn on the brights just as they get very close.

The lights blind them at first and I see Kyle narrow his face towards me with a look of disgust written all over it. He turns to Drew and tells him something I can't make out. But then I watch as the two of them seperate.

Kyle walks towards the drivers side I am sitting on and Drew waits in front of the car, most likely to insure I don't drive away with his car.

I refuse to look at the large figure tapping on the window just to the left of me. He does it lightly and gentle at first, like he was being polite. But after 20 seconds of no acknowledgement from me, he begins banging.

I flinch and swallow hard, attempting not to cry again. My face turns toward him. He leans down and plasters a bright white smile on his face. ¨Why don't you unlock the door Isabella?¨ I shiver at the sound of my name pouring from his mouth.

¨It's cold,¨ I pronounce through the glass separating me and my nightmare.

¨Just open up little girl, I'll keep you warm.¨

¨Please leave me alone, I didn't say anything to anyone okay!?¨ I shout. At this moment I look back to Drew, he looks uncomfortable and nervous as he watches his cousins anger grow towards me.

Drew leans down to face me again and shouts, ¨You're the little whore that led me on, there was nothing to say to anyone.¨

I begin to shake again as flashbacks occur of that night, what he did was not okay. What he did was not my fault. ¨I didn't do anything. I didn't owe you anything you animal.¨

¨Shut up bitch,¨ he points his index finger towards my face and sets it on the glass ¨I've done my research about you and you wanna know what I found?¨