𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗢𝗻𝗲

𑁍𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗼𝗹𝗼~𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗽𑁍

A/N~This was requested by StellaBlue933, I hope you and everyone else likes it.

TW~Sexual assault and abuse.

Y/N's POV

I stood at the party that was going on around us, slightly tipsy, trying to enjoy the night with Chris, his brothers Matt and Nick.

"I'm getting drinks guys, do you want one?" I asked over the loud music as the boys shook their heads. I walked over to the table where there was a variety of drinks, some with alcohol and some without.

Just as I was about to go back to the boys, I felt a sudden pull on my arm. I turned around to see a drunk guy, smirking, leading me into a dimly lit room. "Let go of me! HELP!" I tried to resist, but he was too strong.

Panic surged through me as he pushed me onto the bed, his hands all over me. I cried out, screamed, and fought back, but he was relentless. "Fucking shut up, your worthless piece of shit!" He yelled, pushing on the bed as he started hitting me, kicking my ribs, stomach, back, and everywhere else he could reach.

"Stop! Help! Please!" I screamed, as his beatings continued to rain down on me.

I could feel the bruises already forming on my body, and I just hoped that someone would hear my cries for help.

My mind raced, thinking this was it, the end of everything. I was about to be raped and possibly beaten to death, and I didn't know how I could survive this. Just as I thought all hope was lost, the door burst open, and I saw Matt and Nick, their faces filled with anger and determination.

"Get the fuck off of her! What the fuck is wrong with you?" Matt yelled as he and Nick pulled the guy off of me, kicking him out of the door, then shutting it. I layed on the bed in agony, crying out in pain as the boys gave me worried glances.

I saw Chris slowly come towards be as I continued gripping the bedsheets to try and take away the pain.

"Y/N, he's gone now, we're here for you now." Matt asked, concern etched across his features.

"She's hurt, guys, give her a minute. Y/N, do you want us to give you a minute?" Nick added, his voice stern.

I shook my head, sobbing from the amount of pain I was in. I needed Chris, but I couldn't get my mind off of that disgusting man. "C-Chris...please." I whispered as Matt gave him a small nudge, and he slowly approached, his eyes filled with worry. "Baby, can I hug you? Is that okay?" he whispered gently.

I nodded, my body shaking. I used all of my remaining strength to kneel on the bed, and put my arms around his shoulder and then he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. I cried out in pain as I hugged him tightly, sobbing into his chest. "He was touching me Chris, and he beat me! I'm in so much pain." I said, as sobbing loudly, feeling disgusted and used. "I know baby, I know. We've got you now." Chris said, giving my head a kiss. Matt and Nick stood nearby, giving us space but still close enough to provide support.

After a while, I patted the bed, inviting them to sit with me. Nick took my hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. Chris suggested that we should all go home, and Matt and Nick agreed. They were done with the party too.

As we drove back, I sat in the car,laying with my head in Chris' lap as I managed to close my eyes and drift off to sleep.