Georgia's POV
Stupid...boys...stupid...school...
I muttered under my breath as I slashed though the abominations trying to get through the door into the room that Bailey, josh, Matthew, Christos an hoeden had gone and stuck themselves in. After we had chopped them away we had a little "chat" and headed into the hall. Luckily it was empty of the undead and we dicided we would move the group here.
"I'll run back and get the rest of the girls. You start setting up camp here." Bailey said. Hoeden went with him, and we started to make the hall a bit homey.
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AN (here's where the uh.. Cough cough "scenes" start)
Caitlin's POV
I hummed to myself as I set the tables in the corner of the hall. I jumped when Christos placed his hand on my shoulder and asked me to follow him.
I followed him around back stage when he cornered me and slammed his lips on mine. He only pulled away for a second which left me some time to quickly say-
"Uh, Christos? What are you-?"
I gasped as he brought his hand down onto my breast and gave it a sharp squeeze.
"Christos! What the hell! Get off of me!"
He took no notice as he continued to poke and prod an squeeze. I tried to yell, and scream and fight him off, for someone, anyone to help me.
I started to cry as he began to pull at my shirt and slipped his hands into my pants. He licked my lips, begging for enterace, which I tried to refuse but had to gasp when he forcefully shoved a finger into my nether region.
He undid the button on his pants all the while kissing me, not breaking away for breath, just to keep me quiet.
I continued to cry and tried to mouth no! Please stop oh god not Christos! Not him! Anyone but him!
He slipped his pants off and continued to fondle me, roughly.
He smiled into the kiss and ripped my shirt off. I tried to cover my chest but his hands quickly stopped mine.
He took a step back and broke the kiss for a second. Giving me only a second to look around. And my eyes landed on his boxers.
Quickly realising what I had to do, I screamed just as he was coming closer again.
"BAILEY!!!"
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Mystery / Thriller'I couldent think, as i ran. At least, i couldent think about anything else. One horrible sound echoed around and around inside my head. The screams of the dead that i couldent save, the cries of the dying i couldent help, the sighs of the group tha...
