Fixing Broken Hearts

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Warnings:
-Obsessive sexual behaviour
-Sexual assault (long summary) + attempted rape (which isn't written)

Elliot's POV

~ A Week Later ~

I laughed as Brandon ran out of the store, a stolen package of cigarettes in his hands. 'Alright, dude, I stole it, but the next dare is for you!' he exclaimed as he handed me the cigarettes.

I opened the package to light one as we walked away from the store to hide.

'I can't do many dares anymore,' I said with a chuckle. 'I was kicked out of the store and got a ban, remember? I would likely get arrested again.'

'Okay, then I dare you to go inside again and make a scene!' he yelled out, which I rolled my eyes to. 'Oh, is it too boring? I dare you to strip down completely naked, jump on the counter and ask everyone's attention before running off.'

'You know I don't care, right?' I laughed as he raised his eyebrows. 'There's literal porn videos from me online.'

'Fine, I'll think of a better dare for you tomorrow, but let's go somewhere quieter. I'm horny as hell, dude.' Brandon laughed loudly as he grabbed my hand to pull me with him. He pushed me down behind the first bush he saw and grinned. 'I love how you don't even care about getting arrested.'

After being arrested twice, I knew I would get in a lot of trouble if I was arrested another time, but honestly, I didn't care as he said and just wanted to have some fun and live my life the way I wanted to live it.

Brandon started to take off his clothes as well as mine, which I didn't care about. He pushed me down on the grass with a smirk on his face. 'This looks like an amazing place for another video. We make so much money with these videos, dude.'

I chuckled and nodded, letting him setup his camera, something that became a daily thing at this point. I stopped caring about my body, I only cared about sex and if others wanted to enjoy that, I didn't mind.

The vague voice that told me to stop doing this awful stuff was so weak that I barely heard it. I always had an excuse of why this was good for me. I made money, I felt happier than I ever did before... but I was also destroying myself more every single day.

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'Posted,' Brandon said as he glanced at our previous video. 'Dude, we got about one hundred thousand views on the last one.'

I grinned and rolled my eyes. 'We should go back to your apartment before we get caught here.'

'Oh, doesn't that turn you on?' he asked with a grin. 'You like to be watched, don't you?'

'I like anything as long as you make me orgasm,' I replied, sighing deeply as I sat up. I knew it was worrisome to still feel the need to masturbate right after having sex, but it distracted me from my real pain... 'Can we stay up all night again? I want to watch porn and jerk off.'

'Sure, otherwise you'll do it alone anyway,' he answered with a smirk. 'Better watch it.'

'I'm honestly so happy, dude,' I exclaimed as I laid straight on my back. 'I don't get why everyone is so upset with me. Why can't I just fuck people the whole day if that makes me happy?'

'I don't know, bro,' Brandon responded. 'But you can be that person around me. We should use some drugs tonight, I got coke, weed and heroin. Oh, and alcohol.'

'I'm in for some drunk sex,' I said with a chuckle. 'Or rather, sex without any boundaries.'

'As if you have so many boundaries. That's exactly why I love you so much, dude. I don't have to be scared you're gonna run away, I can do whatever I want to you.'