This story is about an 18 year old girl whose name is McKenzie. Full name; McKenzie Baker. She grew up with somewhat loving parents. Her mother cared so dearly for her and so did her father...kind of. He neglected her but paid more attention to her...
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I woke up from the painful feeling in-between my legs. I groaned and opened my eyes, looking around to see I'm all by myself in my room.
My bed was a mess and so was my room. Oh god...my room.
I looked over to my dresser and everything was either knocked over and onto the floor or just knocked over on the dresser. I looked over to my window and the rod was hanging on for dear life. I looked over at the clock and it was 3:00...how long were we fucking for? I looked around my room again.
I would take a guess and say this shit happened when he threw me around the room like a disobedient puppy. I sat up, groaning louder in pain. Silently cussing at myself for allowing him to touch me in anyway.
If my brother were here, he'd be so fucking disappointed in me. God, I'm so fucking sorry Nathan. I looked up at the ceiling and said a string of swears. Very, very necessary swears.
I pulled the blankets from off of me and tried getting up, using the bed as support. My legs felt like jelly, they felt weak. I lifted my hand from off the bed and immediately fell over.
"Fucking hell..." I mumbled and got back up using the wall. I walked over to the mirror and saw that I was wearing one of Lucas' dress shirts.
I don't remember wearing this, so he must've put it on me when I was asleep. At least he wasn't a complete asshole.
I slipped on my slippers and walked out of my room. I couldn't talk to my brother this morning; I felt too guilty for letting this man touch me.
I knocked twice on Brooklyn's door before walking in. She was in her closet dancing to whatever music that was playing in her Air Pods. I smiled at her as she sang along to calling all the monsters by China Anne McClain.
Once she saw me, she jumped and screamed, snatching her Air Pods from out of her ears. "May I ask how you're listening to music?" I smiled sarcastically, my hand still against the wall for support as I felt I was about to fall again. If she has a phone I'll cry.
She pointed behind me and I turned around seeing the tv. I hummed in response and looked back at her. "So, how was it?" She asked putting her Air Pods back in its case.
I looked at her in confusion, "what do you mean?"
"I heard everything after you two came upstairs. Jayce did too, he got tired of hearing you two pleasure each other and left." She laughed and my jaw dropped. That's fucking embarrassing.
"So how was it?" She asked again with a smile on her face. "Was it shitty?"
"Oh, who am I kidding? It couldn't have been shitty if you were yelling so loud." I shoved her playfully, "shut up" I say laughing.
"What's going on between you and Jayce?" I asked breaking the few minutes of silence.
"Nothing." She answered. "He's a dick just like his best friend. He's always threatening me." I nodded. "They're both assholes." I say smiling.
