Not Again

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Finns POV

I walked into the Garrison by myself, Isaiah was out somewhere and so was Leah, so I just left not wanting to wait.

Sitting at the bar, not wanting to stay in the snug alone, I sipped on my glass, deep in thought, But was interrupted by a guy sliding into the chair beside me, he plopped down looking at me "your the Shelby Boy aren't you?" He asks smugly, "depends on who's asking" I reply coolly, he chuckles "I know your sister she's a good girl" how does he know Leah I think to myself, he notices my confusion "oh yeah and she's great in bed, I mean I am too I had her screaming my name", he says,
I stand up angrily glaring at the fucker, "shut the fuck up man, don't talk about her like that, I don't know who the fuck you are so fuck off"
He just smirks, "oh don't worry little Shelby, your sister knows me, maybe she'll tell you about the moment we shared, quite the body she's got", I look up at him, seeing the smirk on his face, i swing hitting him right in the nose, before storming out, Leah wouldn't do that she's not like that, she's not a whore.

I walk into the house, not realizing how silent it was except for a slight humming coming from upstairs, i frown thinking the house was empty, i make my way upstairs warily, stopping outside Leah's door, i push through quickly, but I freeze when I see Leah straddling Isaiah's lap, tongues down each other's throats, they jump apart when they realize someone else is in the room, I'm standing there in shock, "What the fuck" I mumble before walking back out the door disappointed. Maybe she is a whore.

Leah's POV
Finn saw us, he saw us, his sister and best friend, we've only ever made out nothing more, Isaiah respects my boundaries and that makes me happy, very happy, he doesn't expect me to do anything I'm not comfortable with, I was trying to explain it to Finn. After a lot of explaining and cursing he finally calmed down.

The next day I wanted to see Isaiah, so I decided to go over. Finn was asleep at home so I thought Isaiah was probably bored. I reached his front door and knocked, No answer, I knocked again slightly harder, Still No answer, I knocked again more aggressively, this time the door slid open, I looked inside hoping to see Isaiah or Jeremiah standing there, but the house was empty, "Isaiah? Mr Jesus? anyone home?", I hear grunting thinking someone was hurt I run up the stairs to the source of the noise, only to see a girl I didn't even know straddling Isaiah's bare body, I stand there stunned then Isaiah and the girl separate, trying to cover themselves, the girl sends me a death glare before storming past me, I just stood there looking at Isaiah my heartbreaking, he looked so guilty, I turned around not wanting to look at him, " Leah wait pls, it was a mistake I- I didn't mean to, it just happened, wait pls don't go just", he sighs when I interrupt him " Isaiah what's the point we weren't even together" I say trying to stay calm but on the inside I was falling apart, he stares at the floor regret and guilt taken over his features, "but you wanna know something, I was actually starting to fall for you", that was the last thing I said before leaving the house with teary eyes.

I decided against telling Finn because I knew He'd be pissed, not only at Isaiah but me also. So I had to sit with the pair in the snug acting as normal as possible, but I'm sure he realized that we weren't as friendly and touchy as we were before, if anything it was more awkward.

I was now walking down watery lane by myself, because Finn and Isaiah said they had to take care of some mens business or something. I didn't wanna walk alone especially at night.
I continued to walk until I hear footsteps  behind me, I look back to see a guy about 10m away, i quicken my pace only to hear the footsteps getting closer, I didn't bother looking back, I just took of in a sprint, I finally glanced back to see the guy getting closer, I was about to turn back straight when I collided with a large wall, i fell back onto my butt looking up to see not a wall but a man smiling down at me.
A pair of hands Grab me from behind carrying me into a near by alley I started to scream but a large hand covers my mouth. I kick, scratch, bite, and punch trying hopelessly to free my self. Trying to avoid another four months of depression. I was being beaten by two guys, one I recognized as the person who stole everything from me and the other was just another random face that would haunt me forever. Why me?, why did this have to happen to me?,
What am I doing wrong?, why does this feel like it's my fault?, am I a whore?.

I suffered the same thing I suffered months ago but this time it was worse, there were two guys, and it was way more brutal and rough, I thought I was gonna break. I lay there sobbing and whimpering, trying to think about anything that could ease my mind, but there's nothing, the only thing going through my head is that, I'm being raped and there's nothing I can do, I'm defenseless, just a weak 15 year old girl who can't do anything right.

They finally leave after reassuring me they'd come looking for me when they felt like a good fuck. I just lay there crying, not wanting to believe anything that just happened, I was truly terrified. I couldn't even move I was too weak, so I just stayed there trying to find the strength to get up, but I couldn't.

I eventually made it home after hours of struggling. I run myself a warm bath, once  again trying to rid my skin of the dirty hands that broke me once more. I sat in the bath crying, it felt so similar, it was like deja vu but real, too real for my liking.
The same questions were running through my head, I kept asking myself what I did wrong, why me?. I was not gonna tell anyone, there was no way, what would they think of me, would they blame me?, would they call me a whore?.

I just couldn't.














































I'm sorry that was intense.

Sorry if there were any grammar
Or spelling mistakes l wrote all the chapters late last night. I will go through and have a look.

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