Brooklyn's P.O.V
Adam got Jasper to babysit me. The man who may have raped me. There was a knock at the door, a slightly hesitant one. I knew it was him.
"Listen Brooklyn," Adam whispered, crouching down in front of me. "I know you don't want to be with him but I promise that he won't be allowed to stay in the same room as you. With any luck, Annmarie will be back soon. You'd better be going upstairs." I nodded and he kissed me on the forehead. Stumbling slightly, I threw myself up the stairs, watching from behind a pillar. The door opened and Jasper entered. He nodded curtly at Adam.
I walked to my room and sat down at my desk, pulling out an assignment I had over the holidays. Within minutes, I was writing my essay without hesitation. I looked up, into my mirror to see Jasper at the doorway and I whirled around, horrified.
"Y-you're not a-allowed," I stammered pathetically. "A-A-Adam said you c-can't."
"Brooklyn I just want you to listen," he said softly, stepping in. I whimpered, pressing my back against my desk. "Just hear me out alright?" I shook my head.
"P-p-please just leave," I said shakily, pointing a finger at the door.
"I'm not going to leave," he said firmly. "Not until you understand what happened."
"Leave," I repeated, standing up.
"No." He stepped closer and I backed away until my back hit the wall. What on earth was he trying to do? "Look, I'm so, so sorry about that day. I shouted at you and said things that obviously hurt you but please believe me, I didn't rape you." He moved closer to me, so close there was barely a centimetre gap in between us. "Please believe me. I would never rape you. Never.
"HELP!" I shrieked. "HELP ME!" I heard fast footsteps and Annmarie appeared at the doorway, shopping bags in her hands.
"Jasper leave," she said sharply. He looked at her, almost looking irritated to see her, but he went downstairs and ten seconds later, the front door was opened and slammed shut. "Are you okay Brooklyn?" I nodded uneasily, collapsing onto my bed. "Um, Brooklyn? I got you something." She pushed a pregnancy test into my hands.
"Later," I whispered immediately, feeling sick. "I'll do it later." She nodded. "Oh, by the way how did you get in?"
"I met ran into Adam and he gave me the keys," she explained. I nodded and there was a knock at the door. "That'll be him."
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Annmarie's P.O.V
I went downstairs and opened the door, greeting Adam.
"Is Brooklyn okay?" He asked, unzipping his coat and hanging it up. "No trouble with Jasper?"
"Well actually, there was a bit," I hesitated slightly, closing the door. "He went into her room and I don't know - I think they were talking. But Brooklyn looked terrified."
"I thought Jasper would keep his word," he murmured angrily. "I actually thought he would."
"I got her a pregnancy test," I said, following him into the kitchen. He looked up sharply.
"She's not - is she?" I shrugged.
"She hasn't taken it yet. I hope for her sake she's not. I can't believe Jasper would... he never seemed anything like the type."
...
Brooklyn decided she'd use the test the next morning. She went into the bathroom, and emerged two minutes later.
"How long does it take?" She asked nervously, not looking at the test.
"Three minutes," I said in a soothing tone. She sat down next to me and I put an arm around her. "It's going to be all okay." The seconds passed by painfully slowly, even for me. "Um, Brooklyn? It's been three minutes." She opened her eyes which had been so tightly shut, she may have not been able to open them. I looked down at the test. It had one line.
"What does it say?" she choked, still not looking at it.
"You're not pregnant."
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Brooklyn's P.O.V
After endless time of begging Adam, I went to Jasper's house to apologise for suspecting him. So there I was, standing up while he gazed out his window.
"I'm really, really sorry for suspecting you," I apologised. "I don't even know wh-"
"Stop Brooklyn," he said quietly. "You shouldn't be sorry." There was a long silence and he handed me his phone with text messages on. "Read them."
From: John To: Jasper
If you don't rape Brooklyn, I swear I'll kill your family and everyone you care about. And by that I mean your precious band too.
From: Jasper To: John
Please John, I don't want to hurt her, don't make me do it. I'll do anything else to make up for it. Just please don't make me rape her.
From: John To: Jasper
You sound as bad as Brooklyn with all her whiny pleading. Just shut it, and rape her. Or else...
From: Jasper To: John
You put her in my bed in the hotel didn't you? You framed me for something I didn't do and they all hate me!
I looked up at Jasper, lost for words.
"You see?" He said, looking at me. "I was going to do it anyway sooner or later... I was going to hand you over to John and Matthew after that. I'm a traitor Brooklyn, a traitor."
Sorry for the short chapter, but I wanted to update because there might not be as regular updates like before; school's started and I think they're going to rain down homework on me. I'll do my best to update though!
