How far do you go to take a break from reality?
Drugs; Alcohol; Self harm...
Struggling to figure out who she is Sofia Night's has to put her life on hold to be able to give her brother everything she could never have growing up.
What happens when t...
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Noah's been acting off since we got back and James constantly tries keeping me out of my room with backing activities, running and we had multiple hide and seek sessions. Slowly sliding across the floor I escaped Noah and James successfully running down the hall to my room.
I've been having the worst headache and all I need is a tiny nap before I have to go on that fucking date tonight.
*FLASH BACK*
Walking into his office I didn't miss his eyes trailing down my body, "Youre late Miss. Night, again" he smirked shoving a folder onto his desk.
'And action'
"I know and I'm so sorry, please just stop adding more costs I'll agree to your 'one night' if you promise to stop" I pleaded sitting down hating each word slipping out of my mouth. "I knew you'd give in to ne my filthy whore at some point" he attempted to smirk but horribly failed. Holding in the disgust I felt I watched him stand up almost falling over the papers laying on the floor.
placing my lose hair behind my ear I forced myself to stay still imagining it was Noah swiping his soft hand across my cheek pulling me closer for one of his earth shattering kisses,-wait what.
Snapping out of my fuzziness I pulled my face out of his hands panicking.
'Not Noah'
'Not fucking Noah'
Hurriedly standing up I walked backwards not stopping till I felt the door. "You'll have to wait for that kiss" I winked whishing I'd suddenly catch fire and be put out of my misery. "I'll text you the details later" I spat out.
*FLASH BACK END*
Walking into my room I frowned at my messy room, planning on killing the person who threw my clothes on the floor and who left bloody hand print on my walls- wait bloody hand prints?
Looking closer I didn't notice the boys running into my room.
"What the fuck?" I whispered seeing a pool of blood on my closet floor. "Sofia" James called and I stopped in my tracks. "Explain right the fuck now" I groaned out picking my clothes up while trying to clean everything up.
"Would you stop cleaning and focus" James whined standing in front of me.
"We found a guy bleeding out when we came into your room after you left, we tried getting him to talk after patching him up but he wouldn't talk to any of us. He's only response was that he'd talk to you" James hurriedly informed me in one breath.
"Then what are you waiting for let's go".
This time Noah stopped me complaining about it not being safe. Smacking him on the head Noah stopped talking, I knew I'd be paying for that later but I knew whatever he decided to do I would enjoy without a doubt.
