Crushing on my Bully? (A Zerkaa Fanfiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 9

-Faith's Pov-

I woke up, feeling weird.

My eyes flutter open, and I notice that this isn't my bed, but someone else's.

I quickly flipped the covers over me, and checked to make sure I had clothes on, which thankfully I did.

My heart ached as if I banged it against something, and the night before me raced through my memory.

I jumped out of the bed quickly, and looked around.

The room was a complete mess with shirts, jackets, and hoodies hanging on all the doors, and laundry made it seem like it was the actual floor with it covering it all up.

I noticed a regular gaming chair stood in front of two monitors. Games filled the desk, but a few games looked more used than others, like FIFA 16, GTA 5, and some Black Ops 3.

Being curious to know whose house I was in, I turned the computer on, and looked at the owner.

The name was the one and only Joshua Bradley. (People say his name is Joshua Zerker as well, but I see this more often)

Shaking my head, I backed away, shaking in fear.

Thoughts ran through my mind.

Why did he save me?

What does this mean?

What will the Sidemen think?

The door opened, revealing Simon looking down at a piece of paper, which might have been his homework.

"Hey Josh mate. Do you know wha-" He looked up, freezing in place.

"What are you doing here?" He asked sternly, anger boiling in his eyes.

I shook my head. "I-I d-don't k-know." I said studdering all my words.

He walked over and pushed me to the ground, my head banging up on the laundry, which made a better cushion than the carpet.

He put pressure onto my wirsts as he laid himself down onto me. "What are you doing in Josh's bedroom, you dirty slut?" He said, spitting in my face.

"If I knew, I would tell you. I was out in downtown London when three guys ganged up on me. Before anything could be done to me, someone saved me, but I got knocked out. If anything, go ask Josh." I said staring into his dark eyes.

He yanked himself off of me, but smacked me across the face. "This better be true, or your going to be dead." He spat.

I picked myself back up, wiping away Simon's spit off of my face.

My breathing was irregular from panicking. "Well that answers one of my questions." Referring back to my last thought.

Before I knew it, I heard Simon yelling. "JOSH! WHY THE FUCK IS FAITH MATTHEWS IN YOUR ROOM? I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU FUCKED HER."

The thought made me stop. He hated me to much to do such, and he isn't the type of guy to rape a girl.

"Simon. Take a chill pill. I didn't know where else to take her after she got attacked. I didn't know where she lived, and she didn't have injuries that needed to have her go to the hospital. As she is in this house, treat her nicely for now." I heard Josh say.

"I can't do that." He argued.

There was a pause. "Why not?" He whispered in an angry tone.

I heard something fall from downstairs, making me jump up and go to the source.