We Are Dreamers

Entry Two: Abigail Mortimer

A/N: Had a bit of a back and forth with this chapter. Originally it was going to fade to black near the smut part. But! One thing led to another, and a specific song popped up so the inspiration caused some very spicy content to be added. Enjoy!~

⚠️Smut ahead & Drug use⚠️

×~Wild Horses~×

She finally got away, it took some time and a bit of a sneak but she managed to dash her way up the stairs of the home she was currently in. Lydia's brother, Kenneth, had brought Abbie to a party that his friends were throwing while Lydia was off visiting her grandmother. Quite honestly, Abbie didn't even want to go but the young man was persuasive with a bottle of alcohol in his hand. Now that she got away from his grasp, the young girl hid in the first room she found unlocked.

"Abbie!"

Her heart began to race as she silently closed the bedroom door and then locked it. She placed her hands on the door and waited quietly.

"Abbie! Are you up here?"

Kenneth's voice was getting closer which meant he was climbing the stairs.

"What are we hiding from?"

Abbie gasped at the voice and quickly turned around, her green eyes wide and mouth agape, prepared to scream. But the other individual was quick to slide their hand over her mouth. They placed a finger over their lips in a 'shhh' action just as their body came closer to Abigail's. They were just inches apart from each other yet Abbie could tell they were a few inches taller than she was.

"Abbie!!"

It made the girl in question whimper under the mysterious individuals hand, his voice getting louder and slightly angrier. They could both hear the man bang on the bedroom door two doors down while still screaming Abbie's name. The person glanced down and watched as the girl closed her eyes and tried to hide into the door. Was this guy trying to hurt her?

"ABBIE!" They both jumped when he started to bang on the bedroom door, causing Abbie to move against the force but her captor kept her pressed against the door and their hand over her mouth.

"Can I fucking help you??"

"Is my girlfriend in there?"

The individual glanced down and looked into Abbie's eyes. "Who? A girl?" The person asked when they saw Abbie shake her head at his claim of her being his girlfriend.

"Yeah! My girlfriend?"

"Nah mate! I'm actually about to go to bed and my door has been locked all evening. No one is up here besides me."

There was silence behind the door, Abbie staring at the owner of the room while they talked to Kenneth.

"Can I check?"

"Bruv! I'm fucking naked. I'm not about to let you see my tits. Your girl is not here!"

Abigail concluded that the individual was a female, if the feminine voice was anything to go by. She was actually in a pair of shorts and a cut off Queen t-shirt. Her hair gathered to one side of her neck and rested over her shoulder. Abbie's eyes widened in surprise; the woman was gorgeous.

"Fine! Fine..." Kenneth starts to grumble as he walks away from the door finally.

They both remained quiet until they knew he was gone. And for extra measure, the girl opens her door and peeks through the crack made to see the retreating back of the sulking man. Once he was fully out of frame she closed and locked the door before releasing the other girl's mouth finally.