Song of the chapter: Youth - Troye Sivan ((definitely doesn't go with the chapter))
After we left, Ashley suggested that we go to a club called NíghtFall. After we made it inside Jake grabbed my hand and led me to an empty booth with the guys following right behind us.
"Tsk, tsk Jake Pitts, you have to share too !" Ash scolded.
I rolled my eyes as I slid into the booth, Jake sitting on my left side and Andy sitting on my right.
A waitress came by to take her orders and it didn't surprise me at all that Ashley was making googly eyes at her- excuse me, googly eyes at her chest the whole time. At the same time I didn't care but a nagging feeling in me, deep, deep down wanted me to grab his arm and pull his man whore ass right by me.
"Ma'am ?" A squeaky voice asked, causing me to snap out of my jealous thoughts.
I looked over at the waitress, examining her features as I answered,"Whiskey. A whole glass of it."
I heard Jake take in a sharp breath as I told that brunette bitch my order. She smiled, wrote my order down then walked away.
"Why in the hell did you order that ?" Andy hissed.
"Because fuck you that's why." I hissed back.
"Are you ok, (Y/N)" ? Ashley asked.
I ignored him as the waitress came back with our drinks. I grabbed mine and began to gulp it down like my life depended on it.
I shouldn't let some brunette slut get to me but I couldn't help it.. Ashley is mine ! All of them are ! Hell, if they say I'm their property then they're mines too ! Ash had no right to stare at that bitches A cup boobs mine are way bigger !
"(Y/N) ? Are you coming ?" Andy's voice asked, intruding on my thoughts.
I looked over at him. My (e/c) eyes blazing with hatred and staring daggers at him,"No." I spat,"I don't want to dance while men are staring at brunette bimbos !"
Andy rolled his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose then let out an annoyed sigh,"Ok. Stay here then. The guys and I are going to dance."
He, along with the others, stood up,"When you decide to be a fucking woman then you can come join us."
Andy then walked off and the guys followed him one after the other, Jake being the last one to leave but not after he looked over at me and gave me a sympathetic smile.
"I am a fucking woman ass-sack." I hissed under my breath.
~5 cups of whiskey and 20 inaudible profanities later~
"Y-You should've heard him ! He was all f-fucking woman this ! A-And fucking w-woman that !" I slurred at Jake who was sitting beside me.
Or at least I think it is.
He chuckled lowly as he ran his rough hand up my thigh. Hm, I don't remember Jake's hands feeling like that since he did fi-
"And what else did he say,
sweetheart ?" Jake asked.
I sighed and whined while hitting his hand,"Jake ! You know how I hate being interrupted in my thoughts !"
A low chortle escaped his lips, filling my ears like a fork scratching on top of a plate.
Fuck, I'm having a killer headache..
"Maybe I can take you home since you aren't feeling very good, or maybe, perhaps we can go somewhere private." As he said those last words he was rubbing his hands up my thigh and nipping along my neck. I felt something scruffy and by then I completely knew,
I had no clue that he's growing out a beard !
"Let's take you home Princess." Jake announced.
I nodded faintly as he grabbed my hand and guided me out of the booth and out of the club. We walked down the street, me being held onto, since I'm not feeling very hot. Every second I was walking my vision got even shittier.
Deciding that I can no longer walk I reached my hand out to Jake's arm and tugged at his shirt like a five year old child.
"Jake.." I groaned, "I'm not feeling so well.."
I couldn't tell if that was a sadistic smirk or a frown. But what I did know that what happened next definitely slapped me out of my drunk state.
He pushed me up against a brick wall and crashed his lips onto mine, his hands roaming all around my body in need. In demand. By then I knew that this wasn't Jake because he would never be so...so rough.
I yelped out in pain as he bit my lower lip hard and I could taste that horrible metallic in my mouth..
I pushed him but he wouldn't budge, I punched him in the jaw and that made him stop.
As he looked at me I also realized that his eyes weren't brown...they were green.
Fucking bright ass green and I'm pretty sure someone that was more trashier than me when drunk could tell the difference between someone's eye colors.
"You'll regret that, bitch." His voice seethed with anger.
I bolted away but the man quickly grabbed my arm and slammed me back into the wall.
A loud cry of help escaping my lips as he slammed his mouth back on mines and his hand rubbed up my thigh.
"Stop !" I cried.
"Shut up !" He barked.
No matter how many times I kicked, slapped and yelled no one came so I eventually gave up.
"I'm being râped in an alley.." I thought as my body went numb,"I feel even more dirty than when I was out on the streets..."
I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for the worst as I felt my dress ripped off and a pair of jean zippers being unzipped.
"I'll all be over soon, whore." The man whispered in my ear huskily.
I whimpered quietly as he firmly grabbed my hips then pulled me close but I was quickly surprised when I didn't feel anything.
That made me open my eyes quickly as I heard a loud groan coming from my right. I looked over at the guy that nearly râped me and I saw a figure on top of him nearly punching the life right out of him.
"Don't. You. Ever. Touch her. Again !" The voice boomed.
And by that voice, I knew who it was..
A/N: Yes I'm aware that this sucks and yes I'm aware that this is short and also yes I'm aware that I haven't updated in so long😂 I'm terribly sorry that it's been so long but I'll try my best again to update quickly.
See ya in the next chapter, buh-bye !
~zNayNayx_Burgos
