Sweet influence

Chapter 8: Why me?

✿𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧✿
I'm tied up with a rope, and my mouth is tied up with clothing. My head pounds, and it's dim in here. I look around and I'm not wearing Zach's clothes. I started to whimper.

I am not wearing the clothes Zach gave me.

I wasn't even wearing anything underneath the shirt.

A tear dropped down my cheek and I closed my eyes.

Where am I? Where's Aurora? I tried to break free of the rope, it was very well tied.

Just then somebody walked in, and every footstep would echo. I started to whimper again, moving my head away from the noise. The footsteps stopped, and the light was away.

Someone was standing in front of me. My entire body shiver and I couldn't breathe properly.

They grabbed my face and turned it to face them.

The boy appeared to be around 20 years old. He had a sharp jawline and black, dark, curly hair. Their skin was brown and he had dark brown eyes. He had a face scar, but it wasn't substantial.

"You're gorgeous." The curly hair mentioned as he glances at me.

I looked away and a tear flowed down my face. No, please don't tell me he'll do what I think he will do...

The curly hair boy brushes my hair with his hands and stares at me with his dark brown eyes. He gives me a big smile but you can see in his eyes that he was full of darkness.

It gave me chills the way he stared at me.

He removed the clothing that prevented me from speaking and untied it. My lips stayed straight, as my palms became sweaty.

"What's your name darling?" He smirked, scanning my body.

"M-m, my name is Maybellen," I winced as my voice cracked.

Why did I say my name?

"Well my name is Diego, and we're about to have some fun." He says looking at my chest.

I whimpered as another tear fell from my eyes.

He untied me and grabbed my leg. I tried to push his hand away from my leg but he didn't let go.

I tried to push his hand away from my leg but he didn't let go.

He kisses my lips and I try to move away.

"Let go of me!" I screamed in a forceful voice.

I pushed him even harder and he falls.

I don't want to be touched again.

His anger was evident as he smacked my face and looked at me angrily. I hold my face while my hair covers my cheek.

"Do you know who I am?" Diego chuckles sadly as tears fill his eyes.

Why is he upset, why is he sad?

I said nothing.

"I'm the mafia leader son of the sniper." He screamed at me while his voice cracked.

I snob quietly and he grabs me by my shirt.

"You're being rude now. You'll learn your lesson." He laughed, wiping a tear from his face.

Someone save me, I'm begging you.

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✧Zachary✧
They had gotten me, they tricked me. I should've never gone, gosh.